Francesco De Gregori
Adelante! Adelante! (1992 ...)
Skip the main road running along
a lorry load of salt.
Adelante! Adelante!
There's a man at the wheel,
has two eyes that looks like a devil!
Adelante! Adelante!
is coming, and distant,
the end of this table.
of this damn plain,
of this land without measure,
that already confuses night and day,
and departure with the return,
and richness to the sound,
and the right to please,
with the criminal and the innocent,
and the right with the carnival.
Skip the main road running along
a lorry load of salt.
From Turin Palermo,
from heaven to hell,
Olimpico al Quirinale.
from Turin to Palermo,
from the future to modern
from factories to lights.
In this land without rivers,
in this land with many fumes
Among these people without heart,
and this money is not they smell,
and these streets without law,
and these stalls without flock
without fathers to remember
and without children to be respected.
Skip the main road running along
a lorry load of salt.
Adelante! Adelante!
There's a man at the wheel,
there's a shadow on the plain.
Adelante! Adelante!
Destiny is distant,
at the end of the adventure.
What is hidden in a cloud of dust,
horizon of a shower,
and petrol fumes,
becomes music in the morning,
and wonders of South America,
without bread and pottage,
rainbow under the stairs,
and time in paradise.
Skip the main road running along
a lorry load of salt ...
But this man knows how many??
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