Spunta la luna dal monte [English translation]

Dark night, night without evening

defenseless night, warrior night ...

In other ways, with hands – my own…

I’m searching for yours, I’m searching for both of us.

The moon peeks over the mountain,

the moon peeks over the mountain.

Among stone faces, among muddy roads

looking for the moon, looking…

Dancing in your mind,

touching all the people,

sometimes melting into tears,

a song of safe shores

so soon forgotten,

voice of the poor remains of a failed dream.

In the garbage dumps, the homeless

looking for food, looking

among the people, in the middle

of the street begging,

life wakes up crying.

You, sons of nobody,

forgotten along the years,

you are only fifty-one

but you look a hundred!

My heart, you, clear and clean fount,

so that I can also drink to life.

Wherever dawn falls on my way

both unfettered, there we’ll go together.

The moon peeks over the mountain

It comes singing a dance song

The moon peeks over the mountain

It comes singing a dance song

In the garbage dumps, the homeless

looking for food, looking,

among the people, in the middle

of the street begging,

life wakes up crying.

Among stone faces, among muddy roads

looking for the moon, looking…

dancing in your mind,

touching all the people

sometimes sitting by your side,

a song of safe shores

of happy children on a meadow

voice that rises higher than a failed dream.

The moon peeks over the mountain

It comes singing a dance song

The moon peeks over the mountain

It comes singing a dance song …

• Artist:Tazenda