Sballi ravvicinati del terzo tipo [English translation]

And a hundred thousand eyes turned round

To look at the sky

With a little sigh,

From that side, yes it’s from there which

They had to come

The old man said it

The one who live in the mount

Nobody had doubt

About his words

They need them

They had to come by fly.

And a hundred thousand hearts started

To sound the sky

With a little sigh

From that side, yes it’s from there which

They had to come

They just had to wait until the dawn

With patience and resignation

They would will solve anything

Without make a noise

They need them

They had to come by fly.

And a hundred thousand hands started

To stand to the sky

It was quiet morning

And nobody was arrived.

They can’t, no more, to stay in vain

Somebody said yet

They didn’t exist…

They had to do by themselves,

So they took…

Flight…

• Artist:Vasco Rossi