Giulio Cesare

We were thirty-four in the third grade
All beautiful and elegant except for me
It was the year of the World Cup in '66
The Queen of England was Pele

My life is growing like the wind
This craving that takes me away
It's growing just like me

We were thirty-four in the third grade
My future unknown within me
And my father, a mountain too high to climb
In the country, a popular conscience

My life is growing like the wind
This anger that takes me away
It's growing just like me

Young Italy was singing
In front of the school, I thought long live freedom
Where are you?
The courage of those days of mine
Conscience, desire, and sickness of a song still mine
Still mine
Born here from you, here in front of you, Julius Caesar

We were thirty-four and now we're not here anymore
And sitting at this desk, there's you
It was the year of the World Cup in '86
Paolo Rossi was a boy like us

Your life is growing like the wind
This anger that takes you away
It's growing just like me

Summer is in the air, let's toast to maturity
Europe is far, let's go, long live freedom
How are you?
Boy of '86
The courage of those days of mine
Conscience, desire, sickness of a song still mine
Still mine
Born here from you
Here in front of you
Julius Caesar