Besedila: Franco Battiato. Temporary Road.

I'm looking for someone
A miracle to send my life
In the curved air.
I'm a lonely boy
Stepping out
Solitary man.

I don't understand.
Life can be short or long
Tomorrow's another day.
I'm living underground
Like a teddy-boy.

I cross the rainbow

With millions of drivers at the traffic lights
Imprisoned and immobile in their cars;
When the traffic's low
In the city streets
Solitary then I go,
I go through the town.

I don't understand.
Life can be short or long
Tomorrow's another day.
I'm living underground
Like a teddy-boy.

From a nearby church's steeple
Hear the bells are ringing din dan don.
From a nearby church's steeple
Hear the bells are ringing din dan don.