Balla Balla Ballerino

Dance dance dancer
all night and in the morning don't stop,
dance on a table between two mountains
and if you dance on the waves of the sea I'll come to watch you.
Take the sky with your hands
fly higher than airplanes
don't stop
there are few years, maybe just days
and they're all ending quickly
and in line there's not one that returns
So dance don't be afraid
if the night is cold and dark
don't think
about the gun you pointed
just dance in the light of a thousand cigarettes and a moon
that illuminates you like daylight
dance to the mystery
in this world that burns
quickly what was true yesterday,
trust me it won't be true tomorrow,
stop with those hands of yours
the Palermo-Frankfurt train
for my emotion there's a boy at the window,
his green eyes that seem like glass,
run and stop that train, make it go back...
Dance also for all the violent ones
quick with their hands and knives and accidents!
If they understood seeing you dance
that they've been dead forever even if they can breathe.
Fly and dance on the sick heart,
deluded, defeated, then abandoned
without love
by the man who confuses the moon with the sun
without having knives in hand but in his poor heart
So come blessed angel,
try to put your feet on his chest
and tire yourself out
dancing to the rhythm of the engine
and to the grand words of a song,
a love song
here's the mystery,
under the sky of iron and chalk
man manages to love all the same
and truly loves without any certainty,
what emotion, what tenderness...