Washington - Lucio Dalla, Stadio

Sto andando a Washington, ma a fare cosa non lo so

Sono molto in alto, non vedo niente, non vedo un accidente da qui

Lei ha gli occhi a mandorla e una faccina piccola cosl

H con i suoi fratelli, piccolina come quelli

Vuoi vedere la sua foto che ho qui con me

Ma cos’h che sta volando, lentamente si avvicina

Ogni piccolo movimento spara, prima che l’altro faccia lo stesso con te

Ogni piccolo sentimento spara, h meglio non chiedersi niente

Ma stavolta volgio vedere chi h…

Son partito da London City dove c’erano i Beatles e il rock & roll

Ero una macchina negra ma adesso mi chiamano Zebra

Da quando mi hanno messo le braccia di un bianco di nome John

Vuoi andare a Washington ma cosa vai a fare laggiy

H solo un sasso, non si vede un casso

Non h rimasto niente nemmeno ll

Chiss' se mi sta ascoltando, h una bella mattina

Chiss' se anche lui sta pensando

Eccolo ll che si avvicina

Ogni piccolo movimento spara, prima che l’altro faccia lo stesso con te

Ma qui non si muove niente, non h rimasto nessuno

Siamo solo io e te…

I'm going to Washington, but I don't know what to do

I'm very high up, I don't see anything, I don't see a damn thing from here

She has almond-shaped eyes and a little face like that

H of her with her brothers of hers, little one like those

You want to see her picture of her that I have here with me

But what is she flying, she slowly approaches

Every little movement shoots, before the other does the same with you

Every little feeling fires, it's better not to ask yourself anything

But this time I want to see who h ...

I left London City where there were the Beatles and rock & roll

I was a black machine but now they call me Zebra

Ever since they gave me the arms of a white man named John

You want to go to Washington but what are you going to do over there

H only a stone, you can't see a casket

There's nothing left either

I wonder if you're listening to me, it's a beautiful morning

I wonder if he's thinking too

Here it is ll approaching

Every little movement shoots, before the other does the same with you

But nothing is moving here, there is no one left

It's just you and me ...