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Mario, perhaps the only good thing you did in life
Mario, is not wanting children, so you didn’t mess with the world,
who knows how many of us there will be in twenty years, how many of us will laugh.
But do you think about it on the train, all of us going crazy wondering where we’re going?
Mario, just look at the billions they spend to remove the stones from the moon in the sky,
they take, they go, they come back, they do nothing, just a flight.
Down here we tear each other apart, we scream “I love you,” and who hears the poor people?
People, everyone thinks differently, huh, everyone has their own mind,
at least a child keeps you company, but then they run away and fly off,
what do the earth and the moon have to do with it? It’s always the same ones who have luck.
Mario, you have nothing left but love.
Mario, did you understand the song?
Mario, I see you passing by at six in the morning, you and your bicycle,
Mario, two hopes in your heart, a bit of garden and a dream, your little house,
then in the evening you stop at a bar nearby, just to have a drink,
and in the white of your eyes, in the red of the wine, the evenings die.
Mario, Sunday always arrives late, pale and out of breath,
with you disoriented, stumbling through the years and drowning in a quarter of wine,
who knows, maybe it’s right, maybe a mistake, who knows, it will be destiny.
Mario, you have nothing left but love.
Mario, did you understand the song?

Thank you, Enk.

Among other things, he was perhaps the first in Italy to release a CD in an aquapack case.

Some time ago, I read in the "Mucchio Selvaggio" that Piero Pelù, after a concert, perhaps in Rome, was supposed to go out for dinner. They took him to a trattoria where, upon hearing of the "singer's" arrival, they had spruced up the place with all their enthusiasm, with the little they had, and he, when he saw the tables with checked tablecloths, left shouting, "This place is beneath me"! But what a person!

For Enea: there might still be a little surprise. Does a singer-songwriter named Goran ring any bells?

Well, I mean… what about "Lisola di niente"? "Celebration"?

I fully agree with the review.

But what if we forgot about cartoons and dived back into listening to this masterpiece?

I think the early albums of Litfiba are beautiful (the ones before "El diablo," just to be clear, after that it’s over. Also, I’ve always found Piero Pelù quite unpleasant.

Well, anyway, for being the weakest link in the Police's discography, it wasn't bad at all, primarily "Shadows in the Rain" and "Driven to Tears." I've always found "De do do do..." pretty annoying too.