In the dead of night
(translation of Nel Cuore Della Notte, Lucio Corsi)
In the evening
Everyone in their own thoughts
Around there’s death
Some people hope for a surprise
In the dead of night
I look for her in the most empty clubs
I push myself even into chaos
Then I look into her eyes by chance
But I cut short with a “hello”
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
It’s true
My steps are fast
And to those who slow down I say “shake a leg”
Even if no one is waitin’ for us
In the dead of night
I look for her in the distant clubs
Beyond the tracks of a late train
That passes with its sad lights
And it goes off whistling
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
It’s true
It’s late and we’re always out
Winter is already upon us
But we don’t issue the surrender yet
In the dark of night
I look for her in the industrial areas
Those on the edge with hay fields
Where I always stop for gas
With the stereo on
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
Andrea
Who knows if she got out
From all its shadows
And his father, how much blood he shed
In the dead of night
Now he looks for her on every road
But the wounds sometimes leave traces
He promised her two wings on the back and then
He put there two knives
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
There’s a cat
With a few lives still intact
And the scratches of the fights
He’s the only one who really sees
In the dead of night
They hung his pictures on poles
And he who finds him, catches the money
He knows how to run away from guilts
And to come back after days and days
And days and days and days
And days
If a car doesn’t run Into him
In the dead of night, it’s true
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
And trembles
The yellow light of the streetlights
Like the broken voices
Like the hand of one who loses his grip
In the dead of night
So, on the secluded benches
We move ourselves away from the world
Because a friend is sometimes like a church
It’s an ambulance running towards you
In the dead of the darkest night
In the dead of night
Tonight we’ll be superheroes
Or rats of the sewers
What will be our flag
In the wind of night?
I look for her in those damned evenings
When the voice of others drowns me
And I wonder where’s the border
Between peace and bore
It’s in the dead of night
It’s in the dead of night
There’s a truck
That looks like a Christmas tree
With calendars and red lights
It leaves like a young soldier
In the dark of night
The road of tomorrow is wide open
And by lighting it he would see his beloved ones
But there are no lights so bright
That can get so far
In the dark of night
In the dead of night
Andrea
Who’s got you out
From all your shadows?
And your father, a needle that stung you
In the dead of night
Now he’s looking for you on every street
But he doesn’t know that his daughter has changed
That the car didn’t run into the cat
And the truck came home
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
Listen to the song
Translation by Dario Migliorini
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