Domenica

I will breathe, the smell of the grains
and peace for those who will be there
and for the bakers

I will be rain
and you will be rain
my eyes will clear up
and the snowdrifts will bloom.

We will learn to walk
hand in hand together

Sunday...

I will wait for the wine cellars to open
I will seem bigger to you
and you will be bigger

new distances
will bring us closer
from the top of a sky, Diamond,
our eyes will see.

Soldiers and brides passing together
dancing softly in backlight
multiplying our voice
dancing together soldiers and brides.

Sunday, Sunday...

Be quiet, big kids don't cry
be quiet, big kids don't cry
be quiet, big kids don't cry

Soldiers and brides passing together
dancing softly in backlight
multiplying our voice
passing in peace soldiers and brides.

Sunday...