Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
Franco Battiato
In the frontier villages they
Watch the trains pass by so slowly
And roads are deserted in Tozeur
From a house far away
Your mother observes me
And she remembers me
For my very special ways
Then for just a moment my longing
To live at another pace begins to waken in me
Still they pass, still very slowly
The trains for Tozeur
In the churches, God-forsaken
Shelters are being prepared and new ships
For trips among the stars
In an old empty mine
Vast stretches of salt
And a memory of me
Like into a magic spell;
Then for just a moment my longing
To live at another pace begins to waken in me;
Still they pass, still very slowly
The trains for Tozeur
In the frontier villages
They watch the trains pass by
For Tozeur
The Trains of Tozeur was written by Saro Cosentino & Giusto Pio & Franco Battiato.
The Trains of Tozeur was produced by Angelo Carrara.