Retro

I like so much this conventional era

under which revolutionary fevers

are germinating .

A little italian  girl 

wins the euro contest song 

by telling her lover 

sh'es not old enough yet 

and to wait a bit ...

 The audience is spellbound ! 

Love was as simple as a few words

written in the ink of my heart ,

that traveled into a mysterious dimension

before setting on the pink of your lips...

was she singing to me while I ran 

the sierra with Che Guevarra ?

 But my eyes had just been opened 

under the cold gaze of a digital camera.

Strange maze in a  blank  memory...

I'm back at the beginning ,

riding  a spider in a hurry 

to get to Wembley for the final ...

A man and a woman love each other

will they meet again ,

next year in Marienbad ?

The iron lady doesn't  smile,

I set foot on ellis island ...

A belgian kid  walked on the moon,

and the damsels of Brussels 

were beautiful ...

 Just take five !

 Will you be my mother ?

I would have made  a set of pearls

from the cobblestones of Paris

around the neck of my sweet heart...

 but on life's clock 

rock ran too fast ...

You see,my letter will arrive 

50 years early 

and you 'll already be a granny...

I'm a renaissance play boy 

awaiting his destiny road 66.

Mister Lucifer will stop

to pick me up  

towards a millenium of misfortune.

Baby from nowhere ,born somewhere,

traveler in the rain of black september...

 ''Volare ,cantare ,nel blu dipinto di blues ''.

A wacky angel lost me in a cloud of canabis,

plunging me into the blurred abyss .

 Let me die till the next future !

And this time, I'll find the lyrics ...