My confusion

by Paul Coppini

As this earth it is beautiful

with his/her colors

with the wind that blows sudden

without knowing why

I was born there here

one day to spring

it was the fourteen of May

many years ago

it is not this that that I wanted

while I am looking at your eyes

I don't know anymore up to that point

this love will unite us

this way while the time passes

on this earth of mine

there is something that is about to change

as in this cuor of mine

You by now you are imprisoned

of thousand beautiful things

you don't feel the air that breathes anymore

it is a poison you know

it is not this that that I wanted

I believed that the man

with his/her reason

hands the peace among us

and us closed in the houses

us neither we are to the sure one

and watching the television

we are never strong

Us that we throw before

without having a future

if not a bastard war

where death will win

it is not this that that I wanted

I didn't think that the law

it cares imprisoned

as inside a cage

But someone has cast

a stone in the sea

a wet stone of blood

what revenge will ask

this history doesn't have end

because however goes

the circle will never be closed

no!

he/she won't be closed

no!

he/she won't be closed

no!

he/she won't be closed