Absolutely new Teenager ancient virgin and mother Unsatisfied mobile restless Contemporary fascinating And above all new 1.0 Daydreaming unhappy
We are four Piedmontese We are all bandits When the moon rides the mountains We are ready to ride, too. At our first robbery We took a cart And within
I shall endure the storms I shall smile to the April rains I shall dry up to the early morning sun Winter shall put me to sleep I shall resist the
Sleep, sleep close your eyes and fly away Sleep, sleep I am here with you Here comes the wolf, howling at the door Here comes the wolf to carry you
Last pages, end of the story Welcome to the end titles No past, no future Only an eternal present Ring roads, hypermarkets Cars slowing down to pick
Shining sky serene Quiet river among the banks Pontoon bridge over the gleaming water Without talking we stand here Inside you there is light Inside
I will travel the Ocean Sea Riding the currents On the roads of salt water Where you meet sailors and traders I am tired of firmland I want to stand
We are three sisters from Campegine We are the prettiest, let us through Every day, all day long is good for singing We are the merriest, let us through
I tread on the red dust which stains my clothes I walk on the palm-lined road by the orchard There is no one around, the truck has vanished beyond the
White clouds Dazzling sky Tree-lined roads in the sun Grey factories Working women And the motorway, far away Old men sitting In the shadow of the
