Emozioni [English translation]

To follow with the eyes a heron over the river and then

to find yourself flying.

And to happily lie down on the grass to listen to

a subtle sorrow.

And at night to scan the hill to discover

where the sun goes to sleep.

To ask yourself why when sadness falls

at the bottom of the heart

like snow it makes no noise.

And to drive like a madman with headlights off in the night

to see

if it’s really so difficult to die.

And to clench the hands to hold on to

something that

is inside me

but in your mind, it is not.

You cannot understand,

call them, if you want:

emotions.

Call them, if you want:

emotions.

To got out into the heath in the morning

where you aren’t able see a step ahead of you

to look for yourself.

To talk, more or less, with a fisherman

for hours and hours

to not feel that something inside of you is dying.

And to cover with soil a little green plant

hoping that one day

a red rose will bloom.

And to punch out someone

because he was a bit discorteous

knowing that what really burns are not the offences.

And to close the eyes to hold on to

something that

is inside me

but in your mind, it is not.

You cannot understand,

call them, if you want:

emotions.

Call them, if you want:

emotions.

• Artist:Lucio Battisti
• Album:Emozioni (1970)