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Mal Dafrica - Lyrics by Battiato Franco

Dopo pranzo si andava a riposarecullati dalle zanzariere e dai rumori di cucina;dalle finestre un po' socchiuse spiragli contro il soffitto,e qualche cosa di astratto si impossessava di me.
Sentivo parlare piano per non disturbare,ed era come un mal d'
Africa, mal d'
Saturday night I'm a dreamer,I can't live without youon my own, lies a photograph,please come back and stand by me.
Con le sedie seduti per la strada,pantaloncini e canottiere, col caldo che faceva.
Da una finestra di ringhiera mio padre si pettinava;I'odore di brillantina si impossessava di me.
Piacere di stare insieme solo per criticareed era come un mal d'
Africa, mal d'