THE BORDERS (to Fabrizio De Andrè)
(Pier Morandi)
down the trails of the night with the scent of the sea
through the reason and soul through the cries in the storm
where the impulse is strong so much stronger than rules
where the vices are obvious while the virtues are sleepin’
like a player in the dust like the voices up on the hill
like a safe soul in the mud like a soldier layin’ down his arms
madmen whores merchants of dreams
suicides lovers immortal souls
people wastin’ their life people loosin’ their mind
to the eyes of the moral or the silence the faith and the blame
down the trails of the night where the solitude lives
from the birth to the death with this sense of disease
givin’ voice to the borders layin’ the eyes on the rot
with no words made of sentence with no judgements at all
like a player in the dust like the voices up on the hill
like a safe soul in the mud like a soldier layin’ down his arms
madmen whores merchants of dreams
suicides lovers immortal souls
people wasting their life people loosing their mind
to the eyes of the moral or the silence the faith and the blame
but “now the dark and the night take the sorrow away”
“with the mercy that doesn’t yield to the grudge”
glidin’ towards the port like a wave with no foam
while a cigarette draws simple signs in the wind
like a player in the dust like the voices up on the hill
like a safe soul in the mud like a soldier layin’ down his arms
madmen whores merchants of dreams
suicides lovers immortal souls
people wasting their life people loosing their mind
to the eyes of the moral or the silence the faith and the blame
questa canzone è stata ispirata dal libro 'Una Goccia Di Splendore' di Guido Harari
e ovviamente dedicata, per quanto questa dedica sia davvero cosa da poco, a FDA
posizione SIAE 170473