Alessandro E Il Mare - Roberto Vecchioni

Il tramonto era pieno di soldati ubriachi di futuro

Fra i dadi le bestemmie e il sogno di un letto più sicuro;

Ma quando lui usciva dalla tenda non osavano

Nemmeno guardare:

Sapevano che c’era la sua ombra sola davanti al mare

Poi l’alba era tutta un fumo di cavalli

Gridi e risate nuove;

Dove si va, passato il Gange

Generale, parla, dicci solo dove:

E lui usciva dalla tenda bello come la mattina il sole:

Come in una lontana leggenda

Perduta chissà dove…

Tornava bambino

E tornava bambino

Quando stava da solo a giocare nei viali

Di un immenso giardino;

La fontana coi pesci

Dai riflessi d’argento

Che poteva soltanto guardarla

Mai buttarcisi dentro

Non un capello fuori posto

Mentre entrava a cavallo nel mare

E il cuore, il cuore gli batteva addosso

Come a una donna che si va a sposare;

E tutti lo seguirono cantando

Senza nemmeno sospettare

E gli andarono dietro contenti

Di dover annegare

Tornava bambino

E tornava bambino

Quando stava da solo a giocare nei viali

Di un immenso giardino;

La fontana coi pesci

Dai riflessi d’argento

Che poteva solo guardarla

Mai buttarcisi dentro

E mentre si voltava indietro

Non aveva niente da vedere;

E mentre si guardava avanti

Niente da voler sapere;

Ma il tempo di tutta una vita

Non valeva quel solo momento:

Alessandro, così grande fuori, così piccolo dentro

The sunset was full of soldiers drunk with the future

Among the dice, blasphemies and the dream of a safer bed;

But when he came out of the tent they didn't dare

Don't even look:

They knew that there was his shadow of him alone in front of the sea

Then the dawn was all the smoke of horses

New shouts and laughter;

Where do you go, past the Ganges

General, speak, just tell us where:

And he came out of the tent as beautiful as the morning sun:

As in a distant legend

Lost who knows where ...

He was a child again

And he was a child again

When he was alone playing in the boulevards

Of an immense garden;

The fountain with the fish

With silver reflections

That he could only look at her

Never jump into it

Not a hair out of place

As he rode into the sea

And his heart, his heart was beating on him

Like a woman who is going to marry;

And everyone followed him singing

Without even suspecting

And they went after him happy

Of having to drown

He was a child again

And he was a child again

When he was alone playing in the boulevards

Of an immense garden;

The fountain with the fish

With silver reflections

That he could only look at her

Never jump into it

And as he turned around

He had nothing to see;

And while he looked ahead

Nothing to want to know;

But the time of a lifetime

It wasn't worth that one moment:

Alessandro, so big on the outside, so small on the inside