He’s grown too big for his boots
Can’t swing a cat before he shoots
Fly over here, I’ll hide in there
Take a swig of beer and he’ll fly again,
To maybe who knows where?

So why don’t we take off and fly there?
Why don’t we fall in and dive out?
Why don’t we sit back again?

They’ve gone away and left the dog
Walk in and find he’d laid a log
Wake up the mail man’s stole your milk
We drink up. We all together will,
Not long, but still…

Je voudrais qu’on retourne à la mer

Qu’on m’tienne la main sur les rocher

Que les journées me semblent douces et légères

Laissez moi oui laissez moi rêver

Je voudrais retrouver mes cabanes 

De branches et d’herbes arrachées 

Que les fleurs dans nos mains jamais ne se fanent

Laissez moi oui laissez moi rêver

Push me when I’m slow

Pinch me when I let myself go

Punch me when I’m week

Life is too short to weep

Je voudrais qu’on m’laisse un peu souffler

Retrouver mes airs de petite fille

Me maquiller de la tête jusqu’aux pieds

Laissez moi oui laissez moi rêver

Je voudrais qu’on m’laisse un peu dormer

Retrouver mes contes d’autrefois

Me faire bercer par les bruits et les rires

Laissez moi oui laissez moi le choix

Push me when I’m slow

Pinch me when I let myself go

Punch me when I’m week

Life is too short to weep

I wish I knew

Italiano

Dove sono biscottini e caramelle, 
l'olio fresco dal mulino, il bardolino,
pane tondo cotto al forno di mattonelle, 
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
Dove sono ceci fave per le minestre, 
l’uovo col marsala, le frittelle, 
il sapor' delle zucchine del giardino, 
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.

Passa un giorno di più, 
e tutto sembra come fosse ieri, 
passa la vita veloce, 
e niente resta più come prima.

I boschetti con i funghi son perduti, 
e la briscola in famiglia, non si fa più, 
il suon dell'organetto dello zio, 
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.

La bottega della Lina, il cenciaiolo, 
limoncello e cassate a due soldi, 
e le donne al lavatorio, la befana, 
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.

Biciclette e bagni al mare in agosto,
i fumetti con Minnie, e topolino, 
la pesca della trota con il nonno, 
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.

E fuggita la ragazza dagli occhi chiari, 
la quercia del cortile, l'inchiostro blu, 
e il cinema all' aperto con Maria,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.


Français

Où sont les gâteaux et le caramel
L’huile nouvelle du moulin, 
Le pain rond cuit au four de brique
Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout

Où sont les pois chiches et les fèves pour les minestrones
L’œuf au Marsala, les beignets
L’odeur des courgettes dans le jardin
Tout a disparu avec le vent

Un jour de plus est passé
Et tout semble comme si c’était hier
La vie passe si vite
Et plus rien n’est plus comme autrefois

Les bois aux champignons sont perdus
On ne joue plus à la briscola en famille,
Le son de l’accordéon de l’oncle,
Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout

La boutique de Lina, le chiffonnier
Limoncello et cassate à deux sous
Et les femmes au lavoir, la befana
Tout a disparu avec le vent

La bicyclette et les bains de mer en août
Les bandes dessinées avec Minnie et Mickey
La pêche à la truite avec le grand-père
Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout

La jeune fille aux yeux clairs a disparu
Le chêne de la cour, l’encre bleue
Et le cinéma en plein air avec Maria
Tout a disparu avec le vent


English

Where are the cakes and the caramels
The oil fresh from the mill
The round bread baked in the brick oven
I remember, I remember everything

Where are the chick peas 
End the broad beans from the minestrone
Eggs in Marsala, the doughnuts
The smell of zucchinis in the garden
Everything has gone with the wind

Another day has gone by
And all is as if it was yesterday
Life goes by so fast
And nothing is like it used to be

The mushroom woods have gone
We no longer play briscola as a family,
The sound of my uncle’s arccordion,
I remember, I remember everything

Lina’s little shop, the rag and bone man
Limoncello and cassate a penny a piece
And women in the wash house, la befana
Everything has gone with the wind

The bicycle and swimming in the August sea
The cartoons with Minnie and mickey
Trout fishing with granddad 

The young bright-eyed girl has disappeared
The oak-tree in the garden, the blue ink
And the open-air cinema with Maria
Everything has gone with the wind

Italiano

Dove sono biscottini e caramelle, 
l'olio fresco dal mulino, il bardolino,
pane tondo cotto al forno di mattonelle, 
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.
Dove sono ceci fave per le minestre, 
l’uovo col marsala, le frittelle, 
il sapor' delle zucchine del giardino, 
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.

Passa un giorno di più, 
e tutto sembra come fosse ieri, 
passa la vita veloce, 
e niente resta più come prima.

I boschetti con i funghi son perduti, 
e la briscola in famiglia, non si fa più, 
il suon dell'organetto dello zio, 
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.

La bottega della Lina, il cenciaiolo, 
limoncello e cassate a due soldi, 
e le donne al lavatorio, la befana, 
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.

Biciclette e bagni al mare in agosto,
i fumetti con Minnie, e topolino, 
la pesca della trota con il nonno, 
mi ricordo, di tutto mi ricordo.

E fuggita la ragazza dagli occhi chiari, 
la quercia del cortile, l'inchiostro blu, 
e il cinema all' aperto con Maria,
se n’è andato tutto via con il vento.


Français

Où sont les gâteaux et le caramel
L’huile nouvelle du moulin, 
Le pain rond cuit au four de brique
Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout

Où sont les pois chiches et les fèves pour les minestrones
L’œuf au Marsala, les beignets
L’odeur des courgettes dans le jardin
Tout a disparu avec le vent

Un jour de plus est passé
Et tout semble comme si c’était hier
La vie passe si vite
Et plus rien n’est plus comme autrefois

Les bois aux champignons sont perdus
On ne joue plus à la briscola en famille,
Le son de l’accordéon de l’oncle,
Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout

La boutique de Lina, le chiffonnier
Limoncello et cassate à deux sous
Et les femmes au lavoir, la befana
Tout a disparu avec le vent

La bicyclette et les bains de mer en août
Les bandes dessinées avec Minnie et Mickey
La pêche à la truite avec le grand-père
Je me souviens, je me souviens de tout

La jeune fille aux yeux clairs a disparu
Le chêne de la cour, l’encre bleue
Et le cinéma en plein air avec Maria
Tout a disparu avec le vent


English

Where are the cakes and the caramels
The oil fresh from the mill
The round bread baked in the brick oven
I remember, I remember everything

Where are the chick peas 
End the broad beans from the minestrone
Eggs in Marsala, the doughnuts
The smell of zucchinis in the garden
Everything has gone with the wind

Another day has gone by
And all is as if it was yesterday
Life goes by so fast
And nothing is like it used to be

The mushroom woods have gone
We no longer play briscola as a family,
The sound of my uncle’s arccordion,
I remember, I remember everything

Lina’s little shop, the rag and bone man
Limoncello and cassate a penny a piece
And women in the wash house, la befana
Everything has gone with the wind

The bicycle and swimming in the August sea
The cartoons with Minnie and mickey
Trout fishing with granddad 

The young bright-eyed girl has disappeared
The oak-tree in the garden, the blue ink
And the open-air cinema with Maria
Everything has gone with the wind

Painted morning on the air 

Turned around and disappeared 

Does it seem so wrong

Doesn't seem so wrong

By the moments on the head

Taken in and worn again 

Does it seem so wrong

Doesn't seem so wrong

We don't know...

We don't know...

We don't know...

We don't know...

There's a hole of all the missed

Something gone and something lives

Does it seem so wrong

Doesn't seem so wrong

All the gone eyes see the rays

Every moment every way

Does it seem so wrong

Doesn't seem so wrong

There's a hole of all the missed

Something gone and something lives

Does it seem so wrong

Doesn't seem so wrong

We don't know... 

We don't know... 

We don't know... 

We don't know... 

We don't know... 

We don't know... 

We don't know... 

We don't know... 

No simple word, 

The open book, 

The letter's kill and you can't look

A broken lock, 

The empty mouth, 

A distant sound creeping out 

A long, long, gone melody

A long, long, gone memory of wonder

A silent word, 

The poison took, 

The shallow eyes take their last look

A whispered doubt, 

An empty house, 

An autumn leaf on the ground

A long, long, gone melody

A long, long, gone memory of wonder  

The hole in the skin

A dream you let in

Under a moon

Thrown by the wind 

Eyes rolling back

Warmth of the hand

Deep in the blue

Back down 

Push it all out

Take it all in

Get lost again

Push it all out

Take it all in

Get lost again

Dog day down

All that you give

Chase out the pain

Fade out and in

Chained to a pin

Stuck you again

Peace comes to call

Falling

Push it all out 

Take it all in

Get lost again

Push it all out 

Take it all in

Get lost again

In the dawning

When the sky is low

On my shoulders

Everywhere I go

You're blue

So blue

Shallow water

And I'm drowning slow

Any longer

And I'll stay below

You're blue

So blue

You're blue

So blue

In the dawning

When the sky is low

On my shoulders

Everywhere I go

You're blue

So blue

The letter dropped 

You left it lost 

Or would

A note was left 

Inside your head 

For you

The vacant lot 

That marks your spot 

Is still

Where nothing moves 

And moments marked 

Your will

It keeps coming around…

The empty chair 

The shadows there 

Remain

With blinds pulled down 

And prayers cried out 

In vain

The silhouette 

That set against 

The light

Shines where eyes 

Can't see beyond 

The sky

It keeps coming around...

Border headlights, 

Trace of footsteps, 

Hanging in the air

Voices raining 

Echoes fading 

Down you wonder where

Inside timeless 

Flying weightless 

Closer to the eyes

Seeing through open window days that

Soon become the night

Holding after 

Ever and there 

Tethered to a life

Stones to walk on 

Shades of laughter 

Falling out behind

Inside timeless 

Flying weightless 

Closer to the eyes

Seeing through open window days that

Soon become the night