Caro babbo - Marco Masini

Mi sembravi alto altissimo quando ero piccolino

Eri il mio gigante buono che giocava a nascondino

Mi batteva forte il cuore mentre stavo ad aspettare

Felice di nascondermi ma anche di farmi trovare

Ti sentivo forte e a volte mi facevi un po' paura

Ma eri il mio cavallo docile e il tappeto la pianura

E scendevo e camminavo nelle tue scarpe pesanti

Fra colline di poltrone coi miei passi da gigante

Era dolce era dolcissimo

Lo ricordo e te lo dico

Eri il mio più grande eroe

Eri il primo vero amico

Sei però rimpicciolito i primi anni della scuola

Tornavi tardi a casa e la mamma sempre sola

Mi svegliavo d’improvviso e ti sentivo ancora urlare

Eri sempre più nervoso e non mi stavi ad ascoltare

Altre volte mi picchiavi e le tue parole dure

Spalancavano soltanto una vita di paure

Eri assente e irraggiungibile

Io ti odiavo e te lo dico

Eri in sogno l’uomo nero

Eri a un tratto il mio nemico

E ho portato come un lutto il tuo sangue nelle vene

Ma il mio cuore per dispetto ti voleva ancora bene

E ora babbo te lo scrivo come quando ero bambino

Come quando per trovarci giocavamo a nascondino

E ora è freddo anzi freddissimo

Piango mentre te lo dico

Cosa aspetti ad arrivare

Babbo se mi sei amico

Era dolce era dolcissimo

L’ho capito e te lo scrivo

Quante volte io dovrò morire

Per sentirmi ancora vivo?

You seemed very tall to me when I was little

You were my gentle giant playing hide and seek

My heart was pounding as I waited

Happy to hide but also to be found

I felt you strong and at times you scared me a little

But you were my docile horse and the carpet the plain

And I got out and walked in your heavy shoes

Between hills of armchairs with my giant steps

It was sweet it was very sweet

I remember it and I tell you

You were my greatest hero

You were the first true friend

However, you have shrunk the first years of school

You came home late and your mother was always alone

I woke up suddenly and I could still hear you scream

You were getting more and more nervous and you weren't listening to me

Other times you beat me and your harsh words

They only opened up a life of fear

You were absent and unreachable

I hated you and I tell you

You were the black man in a dream

You were suddenly my enemy

And I carried your blood in my veins like mourning

But my heart still loved you out of spite

And now father I write it to you as when I was a child

Like when we used to play hide and seek to find each other

And now it is cold indeed very cold

I cry as I tell you

What are you waiting for?

Santa if you are my friend

It was sweet it was very sweet

I understood it and I am writing it to you

How many times will I have to die

To still feel alive?