C'era Una Volta

Once upon a time on Saturday night
Gilera Sambuca and we’re off
Grandparents at the bar with the TV
Lisa with the blue eyes
The first man on the moon and then
There were once dreams
Italy-Germany, my first earnings.
Once upon a time the first time
The famous grass that turns you into musicians and then.
The communists, the Americans, Battisti who drives her wild
The first signature on the contract and then.
Thirty-seven days down south, then everyone goes home and she’s not alone anymore
She who went to school too much
Corto Maltese, May in France and off we go.
Off with the times
She screamed and bit
That we never slept
Once upon a time
Guitar on the street
More India and more imagination.
But the land chases the sun and today I know one more thing
Those times were picture-perfect because... you weren’t there.
Freedoms change
The thousand lira, the flags, nothing
The colors of the people
You can feel the 2000s and I want to wait for it here.
At the window
A successful life
With the one I’m talking about
Once upon a time
My adolescence
Now it’s me.
That the land chases the sun
And it doesn’t make any stops
We’ll keep two seats close for us... then we’ll see.