Midnight and passers-by keep their distance
Chiara waits with the hazard lights on
Sara waits to fall, setting the sky ablaze like a meteorite
And she thinks, you're prettier now as you wither
You're like the ocean floors that will remain unknown
Back from your four-year trips
And she thinks, look, here are all my weak points
Look at me, I leave blank spaces behind
Maybe it was about accepting life as a party
Like she saw in some places in Africa
Maybe it's about facing what's coming
Like a gorgeous odyssey nobody will remember
Despite the steady stream of people without work, of
Breathing slowly, Chiara celebrates the feeling
Of spring finally on its way
And of her train on platform one
And she thinks, Sara, you're even prettier at night when you're exhausted
You're still in my inner memory
You're the interpretation of dreams I can't recall
And maybe it was about forgetting everything like in a post-war time
And getting up to dance outside the bars
Like she saw in some spots of the ex-Yugoslavia
Maybe it's about making what's next
With fragile and precious materials, without knowing how to
But then Sara was thinking of other faces
Of kids who died in Caserta
Still about dream interpretation, about background noises
And the magic of everything being nonsense
And now from their astronomical observatory
Chiara told her she's clean, she's quit
And there's no alternative to the future
They go back home and once inside they feel amazing
The noises and voices from the other apartments
But it's all perfect, it's all perfect
And maybe it was about accepting life as a party
Like she saw in some places in Africa
Maybe it's about facing what's coming
Like a gorgeous odyssey nobody will remember
And maybe it was about forgetting everything like in a post-war time
And getting up to dance outside the bars
Like she saw in some spots in the ex-Yugoslavia
Maybe it's about making what's next
With fragile and precious materials, without knowing how to
Eternal Father, you're so reactionary
Who, through the window while landing, sees Venice from above
You saw theirs wasn't such a different love after all