A song from a genius

Few people can transmit the harmony of nature with music like the italian wiseman/master/artist/thinker/songwriter Franco Battiato. His music and lyrics can find a unique mix between philosophy, science, religion, poetry, electronic, pop and orchestra, for a result that’s always amazing; sometimes trippy, sometimes relaxing, sometimes both.

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In this post I’d like to share “Gli uccelli“, a song about the incredible potential of the birds: here in Pajūrio seems to me completely appropriate.

I translated the lyrics in english, so everyone will be able to understand.

Gli uccelli 

Volano gli uccelli volano
nello spazio tra le nuvole
con le regole assegnate
a questa parte di universo
al nostro sistema solare.

Aprono le ali
scendono in picchiata atterrano
meglio di aeroplani
cambiano le prospettive al mondo
voli imprevedibili ed ascese velocissime
traiettorie impercettibili
codici di geometrie esistenziali.

Migrano gli uccelli emigrano
con il cambio di stagione
giochi di aperture alari
che nascondono segreti
di questo sistema solare.

Aprono le ali
scendono in picchiata atterrano
meglio di aeroplani
cambiano le prospettive al mondo
voli imprevedibili ed ascese velocissime
traiettorie impercettibili
codici di geometrie esistenziali.

Volano gli uccelli volano
nello spazio tra le nuvole
con le regole assegnate
a questa parte di universo
al nostro sistema solare.

 The birds

Fly the birds they fly
in the space between the clouds 
with the rules that are assigned 
to this part of the universe 
to our solar system.

They open their wings 
they nosedive and then they land 
better than airplanes 
they change the perspectives of the world 
unpredictable flights and incredibly fast rises 
imperceptibles trajectories 
codes of existential geometries.

Migrate the birds they emigrate 
with the change of season 
wingspan games 
that hide secrets 
of this solar system.

They open their wings 
they nosedive and then they land 
better than airplanes 
they change the perspectives of the world 
unpredictable flights and incredibly fast rises 
imperceptibles trajectories 
codes of existential geometries.

Fly the birds they fly
in the space between the clouds 
with the rules that are assigned 
to this part of the universe 
to our solar system.

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