Artist: Tiromancino Album: In continuo movimento Year 2002
Misunderstandings are so strange It would be better to always avoid them To avoid the risk of being right That reason isn't always useful Tomorrow I have to leave again Another trip awaits me And it will seem like it's endless I will look at the landscape I'm far away and you come back to me I imagine you talking to people My thoughts fly towards you To reach the images Now engraved in the conscience Like indelible emotions Which I can no longer forget The thought will go looking Every time I feel you are distant Every time I want to talk to you To tell you again that you are the only thing that is important to me Which is important to me I always like to tell you stories What happens to me My words become in your hands New and colorful shapes Deep notes never heard An ever sweeter music The sound of a siren Lost and far away It will feel like you and I are traveling With the same suitcase for two Always dividing everything Normally My thoughts fly towards you To reach the images Now engraved in the conscience Like indelible emotions Which I can no longer forget The thought will go looking Every time I feel you are distant Every time I want to talk to you To tell you again that you are the only thing that is important to me Which is important to me And the thought will go looking Every time I feel you are distant Every time I want to talk to you To tell you again that you are the only thing that is important to me Which is important to me
_________________ Nothing happens before a dream. (Carl Sandburg)
Live version :Gianna Nannini - Sognami Rockpalast Hamburg 27.11.1981
Oh, oh, how sweet I would be If with warm hands I told you, "Well done" And, and how strong I would be If I walked next to you without shadowing you I would sell you the story of my fears I would sell you a smile and have your love Dream about me, if you're sleeping you can Seeing me as a woman just like you want me Dream about me if it can make you believe that you teach me how to live But when you're awake you teach me nothing And, and don't shoot at me Now that you have in front of you what I am Now, now that I'm this And I can be alone while remaining myself All your nights, I don't want one of mine I want much less, I want to go away Dream about me, I'm not there, invent me You've only ever imagined her as your woman Tell me, if you want to go go So you're the one who gives me freedom, eh
_________________ Nothing happens before a dream. (Carl Sandburg)