There is a son, he is born With a silver spoon in his mouth Go on, boy, admit There's got to be something you love Enough to protect You tire of things
We set out for the sea with icicles in our beards Where the wind bit like dog's teeth And the sea swept our ship Like the hand of a God who had been enraged
In Dynamite Mine your hour will come In a shower of stones, steel beams They'll push and they'll pull against the rock wall Find you buried among the
Fourteen years have passed since that day Your stories are the same but the ends have all changed You carried on like you were some type of god Some things
Hole up kid there's a storm comin' down Work those fingers to the bone You got grit that's a fact You build 'em up just to knock 'em all down Dig a hole
There's a shred of guilt in every one of us And a pain we felt in watching you all suffer Now the time has come to make amends to everyone To pay the
I've taken a hit or two, I've given quite a few I swing my fists and the cities all fall I've broken a law or two, I reckon I only missed a few I watch
There is steam rising From the gravel on the road There is black coal filling up our homes It seeps through the window cracks It slips through the floorboards
At the end of the road he calls everyone home And the fire will consume us striking through to the bone At the end of the road you will soon hear him
Lately, lately we haven't been at our best And maybe, maybe we had it comin' for a long time Everybody hopes that life is like a dancer's pirouette With
I steal a look between the blinds I unwind she sleeps in comfort in my arms She is plain but she is mine Our child is silent but awake I run my hands
In the valley the girl waits At the back of a caravan Wears a dress made of red wool For a night on the town with her man He is good to her He takes
(F. De Andre) La chiamavano Bocca di Rosa metteva l'amore, metteva l'amore la chiamavano Bocca di Rosa metteva l'amore sopra ogni cosa appena scesa alla
(by Fabrizio De Andre) La chiamavano bocca di rosa, metteva l?amore, metteva l?amore la chiamavano bocca di rosa metteva l?amore sopra ogni cosa. Appena
Bella, che ci importa del mondo verremo perdonati te lo dico io da un bacio sulla bocca un giorno o l'altro. Ti sembra tutto visto tutto gia fatto tutto
c'e. Apri la bocca e fai fuoco brucia la calma che hai. Apri la bocca e dai fiato usa la forza che hai. Apri la bocca e fai fuoco brucia la calma che
Non cercar un'altra bocca!... Non sognar un altro viso!... Non so perche io non ti posso amare, ma ti prego, un altro non baciar. Non cercar nessuno mai
La chiamavano bocca di rosa metteva l'amore, metteva l'amore, la chiamavano bocca di rosa metteva l'amore sopra ogni cosa. Appena scese alla stazione
