Sei la conchiglia - Gianmaria Testa

Sei la conchiglia

Della battigia

Che prende il sole

E prende l’onda

E prende il mare

E prende il largo

E si rivolta

E torna a riva

Di un’altra spiaggia

E torna al sole

E torna all’onda

E torna al mare

E torna al largo

E prende il largo

Sei la conchiglia

Di acqua e sale

Che annega il sogno

Di riposare

E lascia un pianto

Che non si asciuga

E va nel mare

Sei la conchiglia

Della battigia

Che prende il sole

E prende l’onda

E prende il mare

E prende il largo

E torna al largo

You are the shell

Of the shoreline

That takes the sun

And it takes the wave

And it takes to the sea

And takes off

And it revolts

And go back to shore

From another beach

And go back to the sun

And back to the wave

And go back to the sea

And go back out to sea

And takes off

You are the shell

Of water and salt

That drowns the dream

To rest

And leave a cry

That does not dry out

And it goes into the sea

You are the shell

Of the shoreline

That takes the sun

And it takes the wave

And it takes to the sea

And takes off

And go back out to sea