Dalla Stella alla Terra

Dear being of mine
Here’s Paradise
No parasites
Eating all my brain

Don’t be shy
(Come mai)
I don’t need
any time
To get back
To my pains
Let it be – something strange
(Come mai)
I need a change.

Let it go
Let it stand
I’m the one-living band.

W/S

(White Star Arts)

Forse ho fatto male

A lasciarti andare

Quel giorno – sotto il sole

Quando non c’era

Altro da fare

Lasciare o ritornare.

W/S

(White Star Arts)

In the excess

To be impressed

– Not just sex

See my other self

Trying to have rest

With you on my chest

W/S

(White Star Arts)

Emotion
Is my limitation
Expression
Of my deep devotion
Everything – in transition

John ancora fischietta,
è soltanto un ragazzo geloso
Non ha sigaretta
L’ha presa il tempo, nella fretta

Guardati dai terribili mostri,
Divorano campi di fragole
Si inginocchiano al tuo capezzale
Ma sanno far male
Sanno far male.

W/S

*Art by Cristian Aguiar

The seventh day
I’ll die
You won’t be by my side
The seventh day
I’ll be
Like a Christmas tree
With lights and stars on it

I’ll be footprints on the snow
On the seventh day –
You’ll know.

W/S

*Art by Mark Keathley