Impero

From these broken arms you know, you know, us.
Counting all your tears we know, this time.
And we cross this barren moor as far as the edge.

We fell asleep listening to the ten black rivers flowing towards downtown
From time to time, from the aerials,
Confused voices crow about their victory.
On the hill someone was lighting a bonfire.

Cross this barren moor, we'll wait on the edge

Beyond the borders we met the empire
In the semi darkness we made out the framework of all his buildings
The skyline was on fire

Non resiste più l'intesa speranza che
Ci trovò fiduciosi guardare più in la
And here we are commossi se domani cedesse l'intera città