Herr Benini:
.down the slopes of flat hills
Herr Benini:
.I know the future is looking good
Herr Benini:
.about the horses in the woods
Herr Benini:
.I can see the bridge twinkling like gold out my window
Herr Benini:
.I’m hiding from the hare who’s also hiding from the burglars
Herr Benini:
.shadows move slowly
Herr Benini:
.blue skies and green fields
Herr Benini:
.nostalgia is what I feel, it's vibrant and it is very real
Herr Benini:
.wake me up to drive even if I'm tired, I don't wanna miss a ride
Herr Benini:
.magenta, orange, acid green
Herr Benini:
.what about the moon drop light?
Herr Benini:
.drumming on an oak bench
Herr Benini:
.settle for a sunset out beyond an empty bay
Herr Benini:
.mosquitos stinging in my sweat
Herr Benini:
.ricordi il piazzale dietro casa dove ballavi da sola
Herr Benini:
.I am old story, I am a horse story
Herr Benini:
.I'm the oil upon the water
Herr Benini:
.e poi le storie e le parole che s'intrecciano ai silenzi del mondo
Herr Benini:
.I wondered if the horses missed their job
Herr Benini:
.c'è la mia ombra sul muro, sì, m'assomiglia, è la mia di sicuro
Herr Benini:
.diptychon, this is how all started over 15 years ago
Herr Benini:
.return to my homeland i was confused by the changing tide
Herr Benini:
.oh, the stones'll start talking, bad weathers a sign
Herr Benini:
.my home is on the outside
Herr Benini:
.é um passo lento manso, do amor
Herr Benini:
.qui dove anche le rondini si fermano il meno possibile
Herr Benini:
.you were not 21 anymore
Herr Benini:
.o seu pelo claro boneca dourada
Herr Benini:
.in time, all clears, and we're alone with the thought of it
Herr Benini:
.le nostre ombre invernali si allungheranno sopra i marciapiedi
