testi / lyrics


In Rachel’s Eyes

I’m just watching that tear
on her chick
it just seems so real
so human
unexpection on her flawless face
is transmitting to me
to my heart
that emotion of her

her first and only crying
her first and last tears
she’s singing her emotion
nobody will worry about
the tears in Rachel’s eyes

I’m just watching that tear
that goes down from her right eye
it comes form her inner silence
of her not human heart
it’s just the answer
in Rachel’s eyes

her first and only crying
her first and last tears
she’s singing her emotion
nobody will worry about
the tears in Rachel’s eyes

how can she get back in her memory
to find only all false pictures
when all she knows
she can’t get that
all that you can see now is
tears in Rachel’s eyes

her first and only crying
her first and last tears
she’s singing her emotion
nobody will worry about
the tears in Rachel’s eyes



Clear Night

clear night
here’s the spring
the time changes
sunlight lasts longer
I’m already working
on some ideas
for any work
to be invented
just living a new reality
reality…

clear night
here’s the spring
the sky is clear
sunlight lasts longer
new roads to cover
old games to forget
new music to be composed
that’s just part of my work
of my world
of my world

clear night
here’s the spring
the time changes
sunlight lasts longer
I’m already working
on some ideas
for any work
to be invented
just living a new reality
reality…

clear night
even if it rains
all that is wet
then shining in the moonlight
in stories not of love
in stories never started
but only dreamt



Dream within a dream – Edgar Allan Poe



Just Over Half-Moon in the Sky

just over half-moon in the sky.
for an atmosphere almost without season.
although in places that look alike,
those can also be light years away…

just over half-moon in the sky.
for a sonic atmosphere,
full of sound and music.
how to seal a moment,
or even just an instant,
in some undetermined time…

just over half-moon in the sky.
for getting rid of wishes,
because they are nothing more than ballast to throw far away



Inventors Of Tales

sellers of iron changed season
and began their business in the autumn
winter and spring …

while in a dream is a kind of island,
and even if you can not see the other side,
does not matter, start walking and see the beginnings of dreams
and you can enter these and start at will,
exit and then enter another dream and start too,
and then continuing doing the same with other early dreams again …

the inventors of tales did not have seasons,
a fairy tale may be a play on words,
and imagination in the fantasy,
fun learning …

in a dream while you are already on the second lap of the island,
and discover other dreams as well as those already in place,
and discover that you can enter in the new
and start many as you want and how you want …



The Lightnings Run

essence of absence.
between the clouds. the color grey.
I remain without audio.
and queues of traffic.
while in a fugue
of unimaginable recipes

of sounds and noises.
providing limpid colors.
buds on the roots of trees.
in line with thoughts.
questions about the possible arrival times.
choosing music.
or a movie.
or a soundtrack
or a snatched book.

the lightnings run in our minds
the lightnings run in our minds
the lightnings run in our minds
the lightnings run in our minds …

the lightnings run
in our minds
without idioms and without accents.
although at this time.
we can be almost motionless
at the present time as far anchors

our voices.
in a non-magnetic equation is not resolved
full of unknown factors.
& to the origin our speech.
and a rainless thunderstorm

the lightnings run in our minds
the lightnings run in our minds
the lightnings run in our minds
the lightnings run in our minds …



Dark Lullaby

all that you can see in a rainy day
can be over where others can’t
all that you can feel
it can’t be shared
and all that you can sing is a dark lullaby

the most don’t know
your single steps
they weren’t there
when you were studying
all alone
while many just saw your first fails
and nothing more

now you can enjoy all the public eyes
all ears for what you’re doin’ now
while you smile and beat 4 to the band
and start to play a dark lullaby



Nothing Is Changed… And The Rain

Where are we going
after all this time here
Always look so strange
that every time we meet
I have to start again to talk
as the first time and this way
Doesn’t help because I’m shy
and it’s how if we have never met before
While the most of the time
we have always been so far
That’s why I’ve been always thought
that it was better I
hadn’t told I love you
Nothing is changed and the rain didn’t help
Nothing is changed and the rain didn’t help
Nothing is changed and the rain didn’t help
Nothing is changed and the rain



Sometimes

sometimes I just want to fight against the white noises
sometimes I just wanna take a walk and feel my rhythm of breathing
sometimes I just wanna see something of parallel realities

sometimes I dream with open eyes and open ears
and that’s why I like to fly over the music notation
sometimes I keep staying in the dream-status even if it’s been broken…

sometimes I enjoy to change something in dreams…
sometimes I just like to play out of the themes
sometimes I like to try different arrangements
sometimes I just wanna talk of these things while for the most of the times
I can only play ‘em and this time I’ve decided to sing ‘em too



Irresistible Winter

irresistible winter
like when you get lost in a song
thinking that everything’s gonna be alright

or even better
then go to understand in a farewell never said
irresistible winter
sometimes you feel like

the moon, in a mood so grey.
Between the edges of a dream and a coffee misunderstood.

irresistible winter
Among the notes of things to do.

Hands too cold to write, and now don’t try to tell the story of the warm heart
that doesn’t help anyone …

Hands too cold to write, and now don’t try to tell the story of the warm heart
that doesn’t help anyone …