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Franco Battiato

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How many drops of dew around me
I'm looking for the sun, but it's not here
The countryside still sleeps, maybe not
It's awake, it looking at me, I don't know

Already the smell of the earth, the smell of wheat
It rises slowly towards me
And the life in my chest beats slowly
I breathe the fog, I think of you

How much green all around and even further
The grass almost looks like a sea
And light my thought runs and goes
I'm almost afraid it will get lost

A horse stretches its neck towards the meadow
He stays still like me
I take a step, he sees me, he's already escaped
I breathe the fog, I think of you

No! What am I? I don't know now
I am a man in search of himself
No! What am I? I don't know now
I'm just the sound of my step

And meanwhile the sun is already filtering through the fog
The day as always will be

I'm looking for the sun, but it's not here

I'm looking for the sun, but it's not here

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