RED STAR
MATTEO CURCIO, MARINELLA MASTROSIMONE
Game over,
no time for goodbyes,
looks like the end
of this journey.
Computer,
who knows where I am
lost in this kind
of an hyperspace
Red star,
wherever you are,
give us a new meaning
Red star,
wherever you are,
lead us to forgiving.
Suspended
in cryogenic sleep,
rocked by the waves of a pulsar.
The lifetime
that I left behind,
waiting to come to the age of light.
Red star,
wherever you are,
give us a new meaning
Red star,
wherever you are,
lead us to forgiving
