And the Radio Plays [English translation]

Between fragments of techniques, under uncertain prodigies

A continuous breathlessness, turned on radios

Possible mutations, fake progenitors

A lump in the throat, turned on screens

Like a fragile whore searching for occasions

I know where delirium is and the heart trembles

Trembles for an I-don't-know-, trembles for an I-don't-know-

Trembles for an I-don't-know-what, sometimes you find it randomly

Trembles for an I-don't-know-, trembles for an I-don't-know-

Trembles for an I-don't-know-what, sometimes you find it randomly

I look at you and don't see you, I listen to you and don't hear you

Don't ask me to believe you, I won't do it

I look at you and don't see you, I listen to you and don't hear you

Don't ask me to believe you, I won't do it

Trembles for an I-don't-know-, trembles for an I-don't-know-

Trembles for an I-don't-know-what, sometimes you find it randomly...

• Artist:CCCP - Fedeli alla linea
• Album:Canzoni, Preghiere, Danze del II Millennio