Rome

You fixed yourself
 in a very quiet religious silence
 you fixed yourself
 along the river and the songs for you
 Future is coming slow
 as thin transparent easy snow
 We walk as lovers
 selling words to our lies.
 Crying, crying Rome
 beautiful drone
 Crying, crying Rome
 on this ancient throne.
 Fate on the walls
 encrusted by time
 here lives poor people
 where does poverty live?
 Future is coming slow
 as a thin trasparent easy row
 We walk as fuckers
 trading words for our lies
 Crying, crying Rome
 beautiful drone
 Crying, crying Rome
 on this ancient throne
 Crying, crying Rome
 beautiful drone.
 Crying, crying Rome
 oh crying Rome.
 Future is coming slow
 transparent as easy snow
 Future on trivial dusk
 pointed on a long long row
 Father, what's going on
 mother, what's going on
 brother waht's going on
 oh sister, what's going on.
 Your tomorrow isnt different than mine,
 all we are doesnt wound desperate time
 what I'm saying is not from here
 it's coming nearer for a deep deep place.
 Crying Rome.