Silly questions
where
does the sailor go? maybe you can try to guess
it, when he realizes that he has to leave the sea and
there is nobody who takes him out from his loneliness
so that he thinks he should never touch the land
where
does a little red balloon go around to hide
itself? when it runs away from a child's hand
and it flies up very far in the sky just behind
big clouds, its long journey will never end
where
can you go to look for some human warm?
which is something you could never dare
hope or dream about because it is since from
time you remember that nobody gives you care
where
does the little bird go to have some rest
after having flown for such a long way?
since he is still far from his little nest
some place must be found for him to stay
where
does the sun go to spend the whole night?
where does the life start? where does it stop?
you don't suppose to know that as you might
inside this kind of things get your mind lost
where
can I go to sing this my strange song?
nobody is interested on listening to that
if people are right I am the one wrong
and these feelings of mine I must forget
where
can I go to meet the God who is over us
all? there is nothing I can do unless to pray
and tell Him that I hope I need that He does
His best to put some light on our dark way
where
will be somebody waiting for me?
when
will I get an answer to my silly questions?
©
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L'autore
Angela
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