Le Mamme

Strong arms
To comfort me inside
if I was a little scared at night
Deep eyes
For which I was an open book
without even saying a word
She had a thousand good ways to wake me up
when I didn't want to go to school
And I wondered as I looked at her feet
why doesn't this angel fly

moms dream
moms age
moms love
but they love you more

And so small
I would have faced the world
woe to those who come close and touch her
And what sweet words
like those baked cakes
that made my mouth water
She tucked the blankets up to my nose
if it rained I was a little scared
And I would dive into her bed
with open arms
with every loud thunder she held me tight

moms dream
moms age
moms love
but they love you more

Moms look up at the sky
an airplane
and that train on the railway
They talk and dream about the son
who is far away
in front of a photograph
Moms cry and wipe
their glasses
as the years go by
if you think about when they held your hand
it seems like yesterday, how melancholy

moms dream
moms age
moms love
but they love you more
moms dream
. . . . .
moms age
but they love you more
moms dream
moms age
moms love
but they love you more