Cerco [English translation]

And in the morning, when I wake up,

I seek herons in the sky

and the white smell of lilies

I seek in all songs

and in a sparrow on a branch

a cue for revolution

I seek an embroidered thread

a chord in A minor

to shout out loud: I love you

If I have some moments of grudge,

I seek you and you mouth

in your eyes I find love

I seek my illness

in a café and in playing cards,

my cursed suburbia

I seek the eyes of those who are leaving,

of those who stop or are in a hurry,

honesty in art

I seek punk in a razorblade,

happiness and pain

in cigarette smoke

If I have some moments of grudge,

I seek you and you mouth

in your eyes I find love

• Artist:Rino Gaetano
• Album:Nuntereggae più