The Trains Of Tozeur Lyrics - Battiato Franco

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