the trains of tozeur lyrics – franco battiato

in the frontier villages they
watch the trains p*ss by so slowly
and roads are deserted in tozeur.

from a house far away
your mother observes me
and she remembers me
for my very special ways
then for just a moment my longing
to live at another pace begins to waken in me.
still they p*ss, still very slowly
the trains for tozeur.

in the churches, god-forsaken,
shelters are being prepared and new ships,
for trips among the stars

in an old empty mine,
vast stretches of salt
and a memory of me
like into a magic spell;
then for just a moment my longing
to live at another pace begins to waken in me;
still they p*ss, still very slowly
the trains for tozeur.

in the frontier villages
they watch the trains p*ss by
for tozeur

/ franco battiato lyrics