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An Artist is Dead

He stuffed glass pearls with all the colors
And sold lint shirts painted with flowers
In the Summer nights he improvised for us
Songs and stories that he later forgot
 
In his dreams he always looked for an ideal woman
And wanted bands and horses at his funeral
And in the Winter nights, reddish with love and wine
He admitted to the woman he had, that he wanted
A day of glory, at least, at least
A day of glory, at least, at least
 
An artist is dead
Instead of mourning people celebrate
When an artist dies
He takes with him
The thoughts of the world
 
How many times did we drink
On the same glass
Looking at me he often said
That it was beautiful to be silent
 
When sleep came, it pushed back to the morning
The impatience that was on his way
On that day of glory, at least, at least
On that day of glory, at least, at least
 
An artist is dead
Instead of mourning people celebrate
When an artist dies
He takes with him
The thoughts of the world
 

Berta

And Berta had a man
But she said 'He's not good in working'
 
And Berta had a father
But she said 'He's only able to drink'
 
But I envied her red hands
And her huge strength
Of never bending
 
And Berta had mitts of hard wool
Her eyes were good and clear
The big fight, the hard work without ever fearing
 
I envied her mornings with the Moon
I envied her bicycle racing
And her moving forward in no hurry
 
And Berta wrote on the walls
'We are all the same
We are all good'
 
I envied her home, her backyard
With her shows washed under the Sun
With her radio on the highest volume
A checkered table cloth, bread over it
 
And Berta had a book
And Berta had a book
And Berta had a book
It was all her capital
 

Divine Shiver

Shivering black glasses
We would miss we not to tremble again
The heroes are increasingly afraid
(Shiver, shiver, shiver, shiver)
Shivering yellow glasses
We would miss we not to clean them again
Courage is made of fear only
(Shiver, shiver, shiver, shiver)
 
And come on with your hands, then your head will burn
(Take it, get it, get it)
Tremble for the cold, it will certainly freeze
(Cover it, cover it, cover it)
Ice in the evening will melt your breath
(Heat it, heat it, heat it)
Cut its thoughts and it will drink your water
Then it will freeze
(Shiver, shiver, shiver, shiver)
 
Shivering stone skin
We would miss we not to sculpt it again
Love so hot but it does not last
(Shiver, shiver, shiver, shiver)
Strange, strange hair
We would miss we cut it again
It's the helmet which make me live safer
(Shiver, shiver, shiver, shiver)
 
And come on with your hands, then your head will burn
(Take it, get it, get it)
Tremble for the cold, it will certainly freeze
(Cover it, cover it, cover it)
Ice in the evening will melt your breath
(Heat it, heat it, heat it)
Cut its thoughts and it will drink your water
Then it will freeze
 
And come on with your hands, then your head will burn
(Take it, get it, get it)
Tremble for the cold, it will certainly freeze
(Cover it, cover it, cover it)
Ice in the evening will melt your breath
(Heat it, heat it, heat it)
Cut its thoughts and it will drink your water
Then it will freeze
 
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Falling rocks

But, darling, don't tell me you take the blue pill too
 
As we'll go for a short walk
we'll be left like stones
a trembling, I'll enchant an alien as if I could
enchant everyone, take me now without further attachments
 
Falling rocks
rocks falling
how fun
a nice fall
falling rocks
all of them pretty big
to try hurting us more
to feel better
 
Watch out
 
We'll all go crazy
more than someone at the first attacks
a stretched smile in the balance,
dried figs1
just a few people will remain
bring it on without further attachments
 
Falling rocks
rocks falling
how fun
a nice fall
falling rocks
all of them pretty big
to try hurting us more
to feel better
 
Pass the ball
pass the word
pass the violet
one flies when falling
pass the pasta
pass alone
throw yourself again
one flies when falling
I'm in a free fall
with no net
I'm in a free fall of views
 
Falling rocks!
Falling rocks, all of them pretty big
To try hurting us more
To feel better
 

• 1. Also an Italian proverb meaning 'nothing at all'

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