MY CAPTAIN
Mideando

Lyrics & Music: Stefano Santangelo
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My captain how much I must sail
to put my foot
where the sea ends
In the promised island where I want to strand.
You
are the sailor in the middle of the sea
you are the sailor in this sea.

I have strong arms, that are good to row
I have big hands, they are
always ready to fly
Taut muscles with a tattoo into my heart
Taut
muscles with a tattoo to challenge.

What the sailors say during the
night
where the sweethearts are watching from the balconies
The water
and the wind unite their souls with the sea
you are the sailor in the
middle of the sea.

Faces of the sea, wrinkled heart
walls of houses,
flowers in the sun.
I saw the islands where I want to strand
you are
the sailor in the middle of the sea

I have big hands, always ready to
challenge
with one look I have the power to see the sun
Taut muscles
with a tattoo into my heart
Taut muscles.

What the sailors say during
the night
where the sweethearts are watching from the balconies
The
water and the wind unite their souls with the sea
you are the sailor in
the middle of the sea.

You are the sailor in the middle of the sea.



Everyone is alone on
the heart
of the earth
stabbed
by a ray of sunlight
Instantly it is
night.

Salvatore Quasimodo
THEY ARE DREAMS
Mideando
Lyrics: Giulio Mozzi & Stefano Santangelo
Music: Stefano Santangelo & Fabiano Guidi Colombi
HANDS
Mideando
Lyrics: Giulio Mozzi
Music: Riccardo Targhetta
They find it in the day and in the night
Non existent kisses and words that
are told and are repeated
Forever,
nothing else.

To those who are remembering
To those who are searching
you
In the day and the night they find you
Forever, nothing else.

Nothing else,
Nothing else then.

They are dreams and they are nothing
they are dreams.

The time has spoken to me
about the remoteness
A new
emotion that
has given me an old remembrance.

The night goes far away
No, it will not return.
Softly it goes of to sleep
nothing else.

They
are dreams and they are nothing
they are dreams and they are nothing.

Come here on the way
Take now
take my hands
Carry me far away.

Hands
nails shaped like the moon
they are
pale
like moths in the wind
they are dull
After only one summer
hands
hardened too early

Hands
born to caress
hands
stained by the years
like lonely spiders
hands
marked by the time

Now they pray
they pray
Hands that wanted
full of necessity
They are powerless
Hands that
wanted
full of necessity
Now they pray.







NOW THAT
Mideando

Music: Stefano Santangelo - Fabiano Guidi Colombi
Riccardo Targhetta
THE 6th OF AUGUST 1945
Mideando

Lyrics: Stefano Santangelo
Music: Stefano Santangelo & Fabiano Guidi Colombi
You
can not forget the love you have given to a love
it is unforgettable
You can not forget the love you have received by a love
it is
unforgettable

It remains deep within
it is impossible to erase
it
remains deep within
where no on can go.

You are never abandoned
by the
name of a passion
you are never abandoned

you are never abandoned
by
the sound of a song
you are never abandoned

It remains deep within
it
is impossible to erase
it remains deep within
where no one can go.

Now
that
I want to know how to stop the time
Now that
I want to speak to
the darkness
Now that
I want to await the day
Now that

Now that
I want
to hold a dream
Now that
I want to speak to the darkness
Now that
I
want to tame the time
Now that

Don't forget.

Rit.
Today is a day like no other
the story cries a
sad birthday
Today is a day like no other
to those who don't want to
forget
to those who must not forget
to those who are not entitled to
remember.

Little boy the first time
Fat man three days too late
a bell
rings the silence

Today is a day like no other
the story cries a sad
birthday
It must not be like any other day

It is the 6th of August of
many years ago.



















WILL THE CIRCLE
Mideando

Lyrics: Stefano Santangelo - (*) A.P.Carter
Music: Fabiano Guidi Colombi & Riccardo Targhetta
WONDERFUL TOWN
Mideando

Lyrics & Music: Stefano Santangelo

When I was young in the middle
In the middle of my days
I lived with all my dreams
For to carry my life away

Many notes come, they come into my home
Like a friend and like the sun
For this body, for my own soul
Baby, I hate to see her go

In the time of my life, so
I have tried to be brave
But I could not hide my sorrow
When I saw them goin' away

I went home, my home wasn't lonely
On a cold and cloudy day
Now I'm not blue, I am singing
" Will the circle " for myself


(*) Will the circle be unbroken
Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky

(*) Will the circle be unbroken
Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky




Just across the borderline
Someone wrote your sweetest name
Wonderful town, wonderful town

The dream is the county the town is the truth
I see your lights today, the shadows are blue
Wonderful town, wonderful town

Rit. I'm driving my car
I'm singing about you
Windy and starry sky

As time goes by
I'm driving to you
Windy and warm tonight

I read you on the paper I meet you on TV
I listen to my radio, your scent is here
Wonderful town, wonderful town

Secrets and lies, music on air
Crossword puzzle and silent smoke
Wonderful town, wonderful town

Rit.

Sunlight every day, moonlight every night
The stranger gipsy wind across your ways
Wonderful town, wonderful town

Wide is the ocean deep as the blue
The sky is the same for me and you
Wonderful town, wonderful town

Rit.