we dug (scavato) these holes we crawled (avanziaamo lentamente) into now they're my home now here i cannot feel

the wind, cant feel the rain oh no and i believe in gentle harmony well how i loathe (detesto) all this obscenity is this the way my life has got to be? have i a single opportunity? look at me oh look at me is this the way i'll always be oh no, oh no now i pray that somebody will quickly come and kidnap me oh no, oh no everyday i lie awake and pray to god today's the day oh no, oh no here i am oh here i am oh when will someone understand? oh no, oh no and all at once i feel this, oh how it clings (aggrappare) to me it reels (vacillare) and calls me towards it, confounding destiny and i can feel the madness inch by inch the more i run the more i am convinced a color all these like the branches glimpse just like the saddle in the foggy mist look at me oh look at me is this the way i'll always be oh no, oh no now i pray that somebody will quickly come and kidnap me oh no, oh no and everyday i lie awake and pray to god today's the day oh no, oh no here i am oh here i am oh when will someone understand? oh no, oh no look at me oh look at me is this the way i'll always be oh no, oh no now i pray that somebody will quickly come and kidnap me oh no, oh no and everyday i lie awake and pray to god today's the day oh no, oh no here i am oh here i am oh when will someone understand? oh no, oh no