Franco Battiato

Franco Battiato - The Trains Of Tozeur lyrics

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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
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