How narrow this street is
There's no saint and nobody
And meanwhile the heart waits
For the fountains to open
And it rains, on the children's heads
I'd like to wrap this moon with a rope
To take it far away, to take it far away
Where the sky, that sky never gets dark
And it rains, on the ground and nobody
I'd like to command to squeeze out the pains
Into this bitter river, that doesn't know the sea
Because the sea is far away yet it's close
It gets lost among the stones
Among crumpled papers
Under the ivy of the wall
Of evenings without bread
And meanwhile the heart waits
For the fountains to open
And it rains, on the children's heads
I'd like to wrap this moon with a rope
To take it far away, to take it far away
Where the sky, that sky never gets dark
And it rains, on the ground and nobody
I'd like to command to squeeze out the pains
Into this bitter river, that doesn't know the sea
Because the sea is far away yet it's close
Into this bitter river, that doesn't know the sea
Because the sea is far away yet it's close