Tu (Domani)
Umberto Tozzi
You (Tomorrow)
You tomorrow, give us a little more sunshine
Until spring bursts forth
In the eyes of autumn, then you
Protect my shadow, my body
From the cold wound of goodbye
And wake me from the sleep of birds, you
Help the whales find the North Pole
And have mercy on the bombers in the sky
Make us understand where the world is going
This supermarket of madness
Heal our sickness a bit
Don't leave us too alone, you
So that Buchenwald doesn't repeat
And the deer doesn't become a worker
Discontented and marginalized, you
Destroy the temple of vanity
And the prostitution that's out there
I tell you, I've been high too
In the despair of an age
That craves a love that isn't there
And when I'm old and sad, God
Let me still hear yesterday
And then let me die next to her
And then let me die next to her
