Umberto Tozzi & Raf
Miscellaneous
Sea People
For us who are people of the plains
expert city navigators
the sea always scares us a little < br/>for that idea of u200bu200btoo much freedom.
Yet we have salt in our hair
of the sea we have the depths
and cold women in shawls
waiting for what we don't know.
Sea people
who go
wherever they like
where they don't know.
People who die
of nostalgia
but when they return
after a day they die
of the desire to leave.
And when we stop on the shore
our gaze goes away to the horizon
taking our thoughts adrift
for that idea of u200bu200btoo much freedom.
Sea people
who go
wherever they like
where they don't know.
Corsair people who no longer exist
distant people who carry in their hearts
this big blue brother.
Across the sea
there is someone who
there is someone who knows
nothing about you.
Seafarers
who go
wherever he wants
where he doesn't know.
We prisoners in this city
always live from today and yesterday
nailed by reality...
and the seafarers go.
Seafarers
who go
wherever he wants
where he doesn't know.
We prisoners in this city
always live from today and yesterday
nailed by reality...
and the seafarers go.

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