Le carosse d'or
Salvatore Adamo
The Golden Carriage
The cracked walls, sad and dark
The walls where shadows tear apart
The street where the sky doesn't come in
A golden carriage passes by and then goes away
Suddenly, eyes shine at the windows
Kids with ancestral faces
Puppies that are not breastfed
A golden carriage passes by and then goes away
Bare feet that scrape against the stones
On the dark path
Tiny hands reaching out in prayer
Towards absurd hope
Where are you? Oh! beautiful golden carriage
Come back to us, make us dream again
Of the treasure island
Nothing but the wind and its lament
Nothing, the voices have gone silent
Kids who don't understand
A golden carriage passes by and then goes away
The elderly have turned their heads
In front of eternal defeat
Happy are those who don't know
A golden carriage passes by and then goes away
A thousand times their bare feet have bled
Along the dark path
A thousand times their hands have pleaded
Towards an absurd hope
Where do you come from? Oh! beautiful golden carriage
Where do you lead, where is the treasure island
Could you be there dead?
Could you be there dead?
Could you be there dead?