Deserto Rosso (feat. Quentin Gas) - MËSTIZA

Sitting on a corner all alone, Staring from the bottom of his soul, Watching the night come in from the window, window It'll all collapse tonight, the full moon is here again In sickness and in health, understanding so demanding It has no name, there's one for every season Makes him insane to know Running away from it all "I'll be safe in the cornfields", he thinks, hunted by his own, Again he feels the moon rising on the sky Find a barn which to sleep in, but can he hide anymore Someone's at the door, understanding too demanding Can this be wrong, it's love that is not ending Makes him insane to know She should not lock the open door (Run away, run away, run way) Full moon is on the sky and He's not a man anymore See the change in Him but can't (Run away, run away, run away) See what became out of this man Full moon Swimming across the bay, The nit is Gray, so calm today She doesn't want to wait. "We've gotta make the love complete tonight..." In the mist of the morning he cannot fight anymore A hundred moons or more, he's been howling Knock on the door, and scream that is soon ending Mess on the floor again She should not lock the open door (Run away, run away, run away) Full moon is on the sky and he's not a man anymore Sees the change in him but can't (Run away, run away, run away) See what became out of this man She should not lock the open door (Run away, run away, run away) Full moon is on the sky and he's not a man anymore Sees the change in him but can't (Run away, run away, run away) See what became out of her darling man She should not lock the open door (Run away, run away, run away) Full moon is on the sky and he's not a man anymore Whoa, whoa

It's just a ball of dust Underneath my feet It rolls around the sun Doesn't mean that much to me I take a chance on the edge of life Just like all the rest I look inside to dig it out 'Cause there's no points for second best There's a raging fire in my heart tonight Growing higher and higher in my soul There's a raging fire in the sky tonight I want to ride on the silver dove Far into the night 'Til I make you take me On your mighty wings Make you take me On your mighty wings across the sky Take me on your mighty wings Take me on your mighty wings tonight With just a little luck A little cold blue steel I cut the night like a razor blade 'Til I feel the way I want to feel There's a raging fire in my heart tonight Growing higher and higher in my soul There's a raging fire in the sky tonight I want to ride on the silver dove Far into the night 'Til I make you take me On your mighty wings Make you take me On your mighty wings across the sky Take me on your mighty wings Take me on your mighty wings tonight Oh, make you take me On your mighty wings Make you take me On your mighty wings across the sky Take me on your mighty wings Take me on your mighty wings tonight On your mighty wings Make you take me On your mighty wings across the sky Take me on your mighty wings Take me on your mighty wings tonight

Bruciamo i reggiseni e le gonne Organizziamo un rave alle colonne Ventiquattro Maggio, calamari freschi Se abitassi qui capiresti Che ho un cuore deserto, dromedario Ma profondo e rosso, come Dari Nasdarovie Vodka Sour Stasera bevo finchè non ho gli occhi-nawa Ne ho bisogno, che è una giornata storta L'affitto, l'affetto, la fotta E tra tutta questa musica che esce fuori Il mio artista rap preferito è De Gregori E intanto mezza Winston se la fuma il vento C'è un polentino polentone in centro Ti aspetto in questo bar che sembra calmo Con due Moretti nello zaino Poi ti ho portata sul Naviglio Con in mano un bicchiere di sale E l'ho buttato in acqua come a dirti Vedi non ho niente però ti regalo il mare Qui sono tutti fatti, pallidi sul viso Si fanno montagne di righe, Joy Division Scappiamo via, ti porto a cena qui vicino Crudo, rucola, stracchino Vieni a vivere nella mia testa Sopra ad una duna gigantesca E lo vuoi sapere che ho scoperto Che di notte è freddo anche il deserto Ventiquattro Maggio, calamari Con le gole secche Kalahari Ventiquattro Maggio, calamari Con le gole secche Kalahari Bruciamo i reggiseni e le gonne Organizziamo un rave alle colonne Ventiquattro Maggio, calamari freschi Se abitassi qui capiresti Bruciamo i reggiseni e le gonne Organizziamo un rave alle colonne Ventiquattro Maggio, calamari freschi Se abitassi qui capiresti