La testa sui binari - Umberto Tozzi

In queste tempeste di citt?

la testa di qualche anno fa su di un marciapiede mi spavento

dei prezzi di un ristorante

e la mia chitarra chi ce l’ha

mangiata dal Monte di Piet?

tre gettoni perch?

non si sa mai

tante volte chiamasse lei

tante volte chiamasse lei

e lo stomaco vuoto era il solo invito

a non andare gi?

e delusi genitori da ingannare sempre pi?

la cambiale sembra esistenziale quando va cos?

e decisi che non era male che finisse l?

Con la testa sui binari con la testa sui binari

quando vidi un’ombra contro il cielo blu

ali piccole e leggere ma non era un ferroviere

ho capito che era solo un cielo blu

un bel cielo blu un incantato cielo blu

come poi non ne ho visti pi?

un incantato cielo blu

In queste tempeste di citt?

di un bianco Natale mesi f?

appoggiandosi al vetro con la fronte

c'?

un ragazzo che sogna un ristorante

la prima chitarra se ne va

mangiata dal Monte di Piet?

ragazzo lo so quando si sogna

mangeresti anche una spugna

mangeresti anche una spugna

e lo stomaco vuoto fa parte del mito dell’artista

basta che

l’appetito non diventi invito a non sperare pi?

no ragazzo stare soli?

un pozzo da buttarsi gi?

cerco fuori e c'?

soltanto l’aria di un bel cielo blu

Con la testa sui binari con la testa sui binari

quando vidi un’ombra contro il cielo blu

ali piccole e leggere ma non era un ferroviere

ho capito che era solo un cielo blu

un bel cielo blu un incantato cielo blu

come poi non ne ho visti pi?

un incantato cielo blu

In these city storms?

the head of a few years ago on a sidewalk I get scared

of the prices of a restaurant

and who has my guitar

eaten by the Monte di Pietà?

three tokens why?

you never know

many times he called her

many times he called her

and an empty stomach was the only invitation

not to go down?

and disappointed parents to be deceived more and more?

the bill seems existential when it goes like this?

and I decided that it was not bad that it ended there?

With your head on the tracks with your head on the tracks

when I saw a shadow against the blue sky

small and light wings but he was not a railway worker

I realized it was just a blue sky

a beautiful blue sky an enchanted blue sky

how then I have not seen more?

an enchanted blue sky

In these city storms?

of a white Christmas months f?

leaning against the glass with his forehead

c '?

a boy who dreams of a restaurant

the first guitar goes away

eaten by the Monte di Pietà?

boy i know when you dream

you would also eat a sponge

you would also eat a sponge

and an empty stomach is part of the artist's myth

as long as

does appetite not become an invitation to not hope anymore?

no boy being alone?

a well to throw down?

I look out and c '?

just the air of a beautiful blue sky

With your head on the tracks with your head on the tracks

when I saw a shadow against the blue sky

small and light wings but he was not a railway worker

I realized it was just a blue sky

a beautiful blue sky an enchanted blue sky

how then I have not seen more?

an enchanted blue sky