歌詞:
Valse Lente

(P.Bertoli-M.Negri) Dopo la sporca guerra, dopo che il mondo tremo Alla nativa terra ogni soldato torno Dai campi piu lontani, tornano vinti ed eroi

I met her in a church on a Sunday evening Not late on a Saturday night. She sang Ave Maria a little flat and out of tune But that's what drew me to her

(Bob Dylan) Listen to me baby there's something that you must see I want to be with you babe if you want to be with me. But if you gotta go its all

Door slams, car starts, he's on the road. She's left there sitting angry and alone Thinking of what she should have said Or maybe she should have gone

Hollow boned and feathered She fell to him, Wriggling perdition she plucked From deep within. Feasted high on flowering branches The fruit of his heart

To lay me down once more. To lay me down With my head in sparkling clover. Let the world go by all lost in dreaming. To lay me down one last time. To

Adieu false heart, since we must part May the joy of the world go with you I've loved you long with a faithful heart But I never anymore will I believe

Anche se non ci sentiamo piu come fosse un valzer lento come un vecchio movimento muovi adesso un passo fallo tu prendi bene questo tempo questo spirito

(P.Bertoli-M.Negri) Dopo la sporca guerra, dopo che il mondo tremo Alla nativa terra ogni soldato torno Dai campi piu lontani, tornano vinti ed eroi