Figli

Loving kids who wake you up at night
and keep you from sleeping
Scared kids caught in drugs, abused
who let themselves die
Kids now far away, hands sweating
when they knock on the door
Delicate kids always at home, pampered
but what a discovery tomorrow will bring.

And meanwhile the years go by
between fears and worries
and you find yourself already at twenty.

Fashion kids, advertising tricks us
then dress us all the same
TV kids, that violence
with no idols or ideals
Kids of the powerful, beautiful, just, and smart
who don’t waste a drop of sweat
Kids of the poor
with hope for a better future.

And meanwhile the years fly by
between dreams and struggles
and you wake up already at thirty
and a child will be born, will be born
suddenly your life will change
you'll help them on their confusing path
but you can't change their destiny.

They'll grow up, they'll grow up
and then when they're older they'll fall in love
they'll walk alone, their own story
and you ask God for just a bit of glory.

Kids of war, houses and churches down in ruins
and a roof made of stars
Russian and American kids with power in their hands
we're all risking our skin
Kids of the 2000s, black and white all in line
for a better century
Kids of peace, sing out loud
a song from the heart.

And meanwhile the years fly by
between promises and lies
and you wake up already at thirty
and a child will be born, will be born
suddenly your life will change
you'll help them on their confusing path
but you can't change their destiny.

They'll grow up, they'll grow up
and then when they're older they'll fall in love
they'll walk alone, their own story
and you ask God for just a bit of glory.

They'll be born, they'll be born
suddenly your life will change
you'll help them on their confusing path
but you can't change their destiny.

They'll grow up, they'll grow up
...
they'll walk alone, their own story
and you ask God for just a bit of glory.
They'll be born.