Da questa vecchia casa - Enrico Ruggeri

Quante macchie sopra quie muri

e la luce con le strisce

ed i volti sempre pi?

scuri

di chi non mi capisce.

Mi nascondo tra le vecchie tende

per guardare i marciapiedi

tra la gente che si difende

vivo, ma non mi vedi?

So che ti ritrover?

e non mi muover?

da questa vecchia casa

non traslocher?

e non mi arrender?,

ti aspetto gi?

da un po.

Il tempo non mi pesa,

non ti perder?.

Dietro al muro sento il vecchio piano

che faceva sottofondo

How many stains on these walls

and light with stripes

and the faces more and more?

dark

of those who do not understand me.

I hide in the old curtains

to look at the sidewalks

among the people who defend themselves

I live, but can't you see me?

Do I know that I will find you again?

and I will not move?

from this old house

will not move?

and will not give up ?,

I wait for you already?

for a while.

Time doesn't weigh on me,

do not get lost ?.

Behind the wall I hear the old plan

that was in the background