Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
PFM Premiata Forneria Marconi
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Franco Mussida
Composer
Mauro Pagani
Songwriter
Lyrics
Harlequin came at night
Bowing to the ghosts of Freedom Square
Stretching a silver rope
Jester of frozen minds
And everyone of us
Junkies and ghosts of Freedom Square
Spoke through his waving hands
Wept on his brother's face
Whispered through painted lips
Rusty phrases, forgotten lines
Thinking of arrows lost
Shooting them past the pain
And everyone of us
Losers and lost, and underdogs
Just scrapes of your younger minds
We danced all around the square
Jumped to his see-through horns
Screaming, shouting forgotten lines
Thinking of arrows lost
Having them past the pain
When the dogs fast arrived
Baying on the town
We were there all of us
A millions harlequins
And the town blooms alive
Like a beautiful night fair
We were there all of us
A billions harlequins
And the town blooms alive
Like a beautiful night fair
We were there all of us
To be the rite of May
We were there to the day
To be the rite of May
Oh!
Written by: Franco Mussida, Mauro Pagani