Alberto Trobia - Walking on a Wire Lyrics

Late in life
Late one night
I saw an Arabian moon
I met lady Ice's tales

She fed me
She taught me
All the flavours of a verse
All the shows a lover plays

Walking on a wire
My portraits are melting down

Crowds in white
She awakes
Lullabies I've never heard
Lullabies from inner lands

Walking on a wire
Holding tight this conterweight
My portraits are melting down

And when she sails away
To the Island of the Games
Thousands eyes will turn to East and prey

And the flesh
Quit its search
Learning what the wire presages
Making love with words and waits

Late at night
The acrobat
Sleep aside his sweetest dream