Subsonica: to my city

For all the time that was denied to us,
for which we often had to rob,
for my fingers in your mouth, for your spittle,
for your hands,

for my time that is imprisoned into your eyes,
for the innocence that falls always only aside,
for the whispers mixed with our screams
and our silences,

for your love that is in all the things that turn around,
this city and its movement,
made of lives lived slowly in background, acquire sense.

Another day, another hour and an instant:
your smile against the wind in the dirty air,
the sky over Turin seems being moving next to you,
you are like me.

Another day, another hour and an instant:
lost in my dreams with the same confusion,
the sky over Turin seems laughing next to you,
you are like me.

For this rage that on the tip of my tongue grazes
the nakedness of your intelligence and again
for your body, altar and unique home,
I'm looking for you
to find all the possible of the world,
to push deeper and deeper now and everywhere ,
without thinking, without fears, without tomorrow
in these hands.

Another day, another hour and an instant:
your smile against the wind in the dirty air,
the sky over Turin seems being moving next to you,
you are like me.

Another day, another hour and an instant:
lost in my dreams with the same confusion,
the sky over Turin seems laughing next to you,
you are like me.

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