AREA - Crac

L'elefante bianco / The white elephant

Run hard boy, run
people say you've been the one
white shadows, ancient powers
buy the World without shame
ancient images, stupid saints
leave everything untouched
look ahead don't think about that
the history travels with you.
Run hard boy, run
people say you've been the one
take everything don't stop
the fire burns your virtue
lift your fist without trembling
look at your reality in its face
look ahead don't think about that
the history travels with you.
Learn to read the things around you
until one will discover the reality
extricating the rules that
don't work anymore to break then into pieces
all that at its basis.

La mela di Odessa / The Apple of Odessa

Once upon a time there was an apple riding a leaf
it rode rode rode
together they crossed the sea
they learnt to swim.
Once arrived by the sea
where the World becomes lefthanded
the apple left its old dress
and took the wedding dress
the reddest, the reddest.
The leaf smiled
it was the first time of everything
it took again the apple in its arms and left.
They arrived to a country coloured of yellow by grain
full of happy people
full of happy people
they joined those people
and went down singing
until the big square
here other people joined the chorus
- Where do we are
where do we are-
the apple asked
-If you think that the World is flat
then you arrived to the end of the World
if you think that the World is round
than come up, a ring-a-rosy begins -
and the apple went up, up, up, up
the leaf on the contrary greeted, greeted, greeted
it entered back into the sea
and nobody saw it again
maybe for it the World is still flat.

Megalopoli / Megalopolis

Nervi scoperti / Uncovered nerves

Gioia e rivoluzione / Joy and Revolution

I sing for you who come to listen to me
I play for you who don't want to understand me
I laugh for you who can't dream
I play for you who don't want to understand me.
In your eyes there is a light
heating my mind
with the sound of fingers
a battle is fought
that brings us on the streets
of people who knows how to love
that brings us on the streets
of people who knows how to love.
My machine gun is a double bass
shooting in your face
shooting in your face
what I think of life
with the sound of fingers
a battle is fought
that brings us on the streets
of people who knows how to love.

Implosion / Implosion

Area 5 / Area 5