Pantalica - Colapesce

Il fiume taglia la pietra

Da quando Cristo non c’era

Calpesto del finocchietto

E si apre a festa il mio naso

I fiori di cardo amaro

Graffiano le tue caviglie

Goccia di sangue nel fiume

Di notte beve la lepre

Una montagna foriera

Una necropoli intera

Mi mette in mano la vita

Quindi mi passa la morte

La notte non mi aspetta

Si porta avanti il lavoro

E succhio un’altra tetta

E sullo sfondo un coro

C'è stato un fuoco

In questa grotta bianca

Esce un bambino

Ha della cenere in mano

Una ragazza mi ha amato

Ma in quel momento non c’ero

Regnavo fra le rovine

Per appagare il mio ego

Fra il fico d’India e le stelle

La vipera cambia pelle

Io mi riempio i polmoni

E ti continuo a chiamare

La notte non mi aspetta

Si porta avanti il lavoro

E succhio un’altra tetta

E sullo sfondo un coro

C'è stato un fuoco

In questa grotta bianca

Esce un bambino

Ha della cenere in mano

The river cuts the stone

Since Christ was not there

Trampling of fennel

And my nose opens for the party

The flowers of bitter thistle

They scratch your ankles

Drop of blood in the river

At night he drinks the hare

A heralding mountain

A whole necropolis

It puts my life in my hand

So death passes me

The night does not wait for me

The work continues

And I suck another tit

And in the background a choir

There was a fire

In this white cave

A child comes out

He has ash in his hand

A girl loved me

But at that moment I was not there

I reigned among the ruins

To satisfy my ego

Between the prickly pear and the stars

The viper sheds its skin

I fill my lungs

And I keep calling you

The night does not wait for me

The work continues

And I suck another tit

And in the background a choir

There was a fire

In this white cave

A child comes out

He has ash in his hand