from "Strade Parallele"

THE LITTLE RED DOT    -    Versione italiana

Sound of bells and broken glass:
they hurl themselves
against those pitiful people.
Stop! You can't do it…
A human dimension
rediscover it, s'il vous plait...
Speed-boats
engines going
sprays of water
why do you carve up the water?
Where do you run?
A little red dot flying on the water
to prove what?
Stop you racers, please!
The little red dot becomes distant
it doesn't listen to me.
The water produces a white trail
the sun lights it up on the horizon,
the little red dot doesn't listen to me
it goes to meet its destiny.

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