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Limbo

(Last Odissey Vs. Empress)

(Bonacina, Nodari, Strobel)

Space ways forgotten

By time and by me

Relicts of stars

Collapsed and lost

And I feel far

Fluctuating I crash in the memory... my sweet memory

Stay away

Stay away from me

Lay down your hands

From my crystal orbit

You shone

...you don’t shine anymore

And now stay away oh life, my dear!

And now stay away from me

I’m cold, you don’t shine anymore

Empress of ashes

You extinguished my flame

The armies of sorrow

Weaken the will to feel again

I’m dust

In the hollow of the past

And now stay away oh life, my dear!

And now stay away from me

Will you seek for me...

Seek for me one more time

And now stay away oh life, my dear!

And now stay away from me

What was it worth for?...

Men I met

(Bonacina, Nodari)

Once a man met a man

In the heat of an august street

He didn’t stare He didn’t say hello!

He just caressed man’s hair

Then he did go

And it started to rain

In the wet morning of a Scottish town

A lady with a war on her face

Was sitting alone near her shopping bags

I wondered what

Her life was like

And then the rain washed away my curiosity

Once a man met a man

Long lost friend come and join the dance

Once a man met a man

Long lost friend in those rainy days

A late evening on the 23

In the middle of a tired crowd

A girl was standing, she was crying loud

She sought my eyes for an helping sign

A blessing from sky was about to come

But then she went off in the rain

Once a man met a man

Long lost friend come and join the dance

Once a man met a man

Long lost friend in those rainy days

Once a man met a man

Walking and talking

(Bonacina, Nodari)

Don’t ask me anything

There’s nothing I can give

Nothing you can find even if

You dig inside

Where’s now that younger me

That used to get so fast

The meaning of it all?

Does anyone of you

Recall this ease of then?

Calling... Recalling...

Walking and talking by your side

I need to heal, healing my life

There’s nothing I can hear

Really nothing more even your words

So please give me the way

Don’t bother me anymore

Don’t follow me

Or my footprints

But walk a while by my side

I walk a while by your side

Don’t ask me where we’re going

Or why we are going away

The way itself is my business

And nothing else I care

Walking and talking by your side

I need to heal, healing my life

There’s nothing I can hear

Really nothing more even your words

I’m walking please talking

Forgiving you

I’m walking please talking

Forgiving me

When I lose

(Bonacina, Nodari, Strobel)

Still I don’t recall

Were you the one of us

Claiming for love or was it me?

Things mix up

As time goes by

And my mind is getting dazed

I’m the loser again

I can choose, but I don’t

I let things going wrong

My will is weak and world is strong

Will I face this sick law

No one can be innocence at all

You always give your pain

When you give love

Who owns now

All those past days?

Those I missed too scared

To rule my time?

Who rules, when I don’t?

Still I don’t recall

Did I blame on us for first

Worried to be witness and nothing more?

Innocence means death

You can help it , mate

If you want to dance you can’t stand still

Wet of sky

(Nodari)

I happened to dream her eyes

... .wet of sky

I saw her moon smile

Drawn by a dewdrop

And coloured by the

Depth of the sea

She...

Wind tongue ruffling my heart

Vibration of my soul

Shiver in my bones

Deep-set cry

Crying, crossing every street

This is freedom, my freedom

For you,

For me,

For who really believes

My world

(Strobel)

Against the rules of an opposite sense

Of a poor light, of a dull herd

Spread by a weak breath of wind

To finally catch of an image, the touch

Of a sound, the taste, of a scent, the fruit

Of a soul, the reflection

I will be back again

Just to step and fly away

Ploughing the fields of a sick fate

To heap muddy stones on flowers bent down

With wet pale dew

September rains drink to my shadow

Through the season of change when the acts fade

And the emotions bloom

In doubt I go ahead in wings of merchants and saints

On a rude desert ground that surrounds me with sounds

From uncertain Karma-law

I will be back again

Just to step and fly away

Believe me

I founded my world on a dream

Giving up all thoughts, purposes, beliefs

High and clean skies of an earthly grown faith

Sprinkled away as it was holy sand

When I find salty scent a taste been stolen

A breath now freezing that formerly was

A warm desire of air

I will be back again

Just to step and fly away

Believe me

I founded my world on a dream

Synaptic Ghost

(Nodari, Bonacina)

Have you ever felt it?

Think twice before the answer

Don’t answer me at all

It rises your wrath

When you’re trapped

Caged in your mind

Out of your control world is running fast

Too fast for you to reach what you’re looking for

I never wanted to fall down

In the chemical jungle

Brain flashed by neuron lianes

In the greedy eyes of the kite

The prey is my soul

I never wanted to fall down

I never wanted to get this far

I see the day of my birth

Funeral crowd in the sky

An entrance is always an exit

These synaptic ghosts

Are leading me far

Too far too far too far to get back

I never wanted to fall down

I never wanted to disappear

Strong to be stronger

Than my bleeding

Swallowing in this pound of pain

Lost connections

The image is gonna away

With last tear from the real

Sun beyond time

(Strobel, Nodari)

Splinters of sounds home in my mind

Like tatters I sew back my wounds

Tones embedded in colours don’t reverb ... ... ..in memories

Dreams too thin don’t reach the daylight

Do you think we’ll sing a new sun beyond time?

Do you think sun could burn beyond time?

A merciless thought awakes me again

I am sailing helplessly in people's day life

I don’t find shelters and ports

My fragile veil flaking into ashes

Do you think we’ll sing a new sun beyond time?

Do you think sun could burn beyond time?

To this sun, I burn and fade

I’m ashes of a conscious dream

And waiting for my free night flight

Defined features that justify the being certitude

Defined features that justify the certitude of being

There are faces without names

There are faces with soul in their eyes

Tired whispers of pale souls and grey

No bright whisper of a new day

A lightning, a whisper, a new day

Rules of nature don’t rule this new whole

Broaden up pasts collapse in a point like present

The world breath blows up mankind lungs

Without burning: an apnea of healthy and thin air

Far out your screams are only weak cries

They bloom, an underwood, where I take my foot steps

I’m drowning down

Where everything is mutant and free to be

Somewhere where mysteries reveal and the daily certitudes are exposed...

Flat stones

(Nodari)

As the whispering of the wind

On these few cliff fingers

As the smiling and crying of your eyes

For your secret rhymes

Peace... .when dusk rises

Peace... .the tide has turned

Hear the screaming of the storm

On these few flat stones

See the magic of your gown

Leads a dance with the whole

Feel the moon calling tidal waves

Loose your shape in my shape

Peace... .dying of blue

Peace... .a call from you

As we’re walking on our broken land

I’m not afraid to rest

In your hands...

Mad and Child

(Nodari, Strobel)

(You)

Knights, Kings and Queens

Home hovels of my privacy

They assume possession

Of my desire to matter

... to get your attention

Walking down the harbour

Strange thoughts follow me

Ice crowds dwell my time

And you exist

Just because I sing of them

Let’s just play another match

My poetry is not dried-up

I just need to be able to stop

My singing

My crazy run

I’m not what I haven’t ...

Among these oil flames

Wet reflections from the street

Steam engine chokes

My suffocated cries

I really don’t remember

To have seen

The colours of a winter evening

Don’t remember when

I last saw them

Without the need to freeze them in my rhymes

I don’t remember when I breathed the grassland

Just to retrieve the kernel of my soul

I don’t remember if I breathed the dusk

Standing Freedom at my side

Doesn’t exist a place where you die?

And where I dance at the Moonlight

Mad and child?

I dance mad and child

(Mother Nature)

Mother Nature fill me with your breath

Colour my Sun, tame the hollow here

Save me from the dream of holding every whole

Dry the tears of such a mad fool

Doesn’t exist a place where I possess you?

Mother let me sing you

And further guide my walk

Teach me the words to approach your site

When I was a child the moon adjusted the time

I don’t remember where I stole your grace

Just for the sake of keeping it

I don’t remember if I breathed the mist

Standing Freedom at my side

Doesn’t exist a place where you dance?

And I? I die mad and child...

Mad and child, mad and child

(Father)

And after the pain

I walk out of the rain

And after the rain

I walk out of the pain

When was the time for healing? And for our eyes to meet?

Now we’ve drunk at the same spring...

The life I’ve drawn is growing with the rising sun

The idiom I speak echoes

The music you left me

Somewhere exists a place, where we can rejoin again

I dreamed your lined hand

Leading me through wood paths

Once I betrayed just to grow wiser in fear

Now I judge who leaves, those who desert their own lives

And I blame these cold sad souls

Lady Earth will spread salt on mankind wounds

She’ll spread violence at her very same gates

The keys of Time will open doors to lady Gloom

She will be sitting on the throne of honour

She’ll rest on the ashes of men

Her carrying out resides in our singing

We are prisoner of our own grace

Let’s fall asleep together now, let’s dance mad and children

Among the oily tides of these times

I gather the feelings that belong to you

I sing and you sing. I play and you play

You’re seeking for an applause and I applaud

By this time if my pen is still writing

It really exists a place where we can make dance our shapes

It really exists a time when we’ll dance mad and children

Whilst there is no rest for the eye of the poet

The tumbler won’t stop his whirling.

Why the farmer should betray the rain?

There will be never rest for my guitar

Let’s fall asleep together now

Let’s dance mad and children

Like leaves come back to the wind

Now we are coming back... ... coming back to life

(Myself)

By now what I have to do?

I spent every ardour, I like to

Abandon myself to ancient colours

Inner falls and northern scents

There’s a place inside ourselves

If, little son, I search

For winter colours

What kind of frost damped the past sounds?

There’s a place inside ourselves

Crowded by disguises and fantasies

Every time has got enough time

Every breath has got a smell

Every warpath has got its blood

Every man has got his suffocated cry

If I hear my stifled cries

What kind of scream ancient craters hide?

If the wind cradles my sleep

What kind of storm bred our breath?

There’s a place inside ourselves

Crowded by disguises and fantasies

Every time has got enough time

Every breath has got a smell

Every warpath has got its blood

Every man has got his suffocated cry

Now I leave you

Crying for sad souls

Freedom waits for me

Across a veil of fog

Where Nature welcomes me

Her grace is waiting for my eye

I’ll ride the grassland lost in the dusk

I’ll breath the mist and all its scents

I’ll contemplate the thunder and cradle my Fear

Now I’m pure like my suffocated cry

And I dance mad and child.