LYRICS GAME

How narrow this street is

People don't fit in it

A procession forms

It walks very slowly

Nobody is dead

There's no saint and nobody

Not a voice is heard

And no bell rings

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

How long this street is

Because it never ends

It gets lost among the stones

Among crumpled papers

Under the ivy of the wall

That climbs and swears

Curses of the days

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