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