Terra Nostra - Luna Rossa

The air will go
The air will go
The air will go
The air will go
A cow, carelessly abandoned
Eyes hidden under the hat
Hands in the pocket and collar up
A cow whistling at the stars that have come out

And the red moon speaks to me about you, I ask if you’re waiting for me
And it replies: if you wanna know?
There’s no one here!
And I call your name to see you
But all the people talking about you respond:
"It’s late: what do you wanna know?!
There’s no one here!"
Red moon
Who will be honest with me?
Red moon
She left in the late evening
Without seeing me!
And I still say to wait for me
Outside on the balcony tonight at three
And pray to the saints to let me see you
But there’s no one here!
A thousand more appointments I’ve had
So many more cigarettes I’ve lit
A thousand cups of coffee I’ve drunk
A thousand bitter kisses I’ve tasted
And I still say to wait for me
Outside on the balcony tonight at three
And pray to the saints to let me see you
But there’s no one here!
But there’s no one here!
But there’s no one here!