Alta Marea
Antonello Venditti
High Tide
Deserted highway, at the edge of the sea,
feel the heart stronger than this engine,
cigarettes never extinguished, on the radio talking
and I drive following the lights of dawn.
I know, you know, the mind flies,
out of time and finds itself alone,
without body or prisoner,
dawn is born.
You are inside me like the high tide,
that disappears and reappears taking me away,
you are the deep mystery, the passion, the idea,
you are the immense fear that you are not mine.
I know, you know, time flies,
but how much road to see you again,
for a glance, for my pride,
how much I want you.
You are inside me like the high tide,
that reappears and disappears taking me away,
you are the deep mystery, the passion, the idea,
you are the immense fear that you are not mine.
I know, you know, time flies,
but how much road to see you again,
for a glance, for my pride,
how much I want you.
To tell you how much I want you.
To tell you how much I want you.
To tell you how much I want you.
