Chesney Henry "Chet" Baker, Jr.
Chet Baker - Leaving "Second-Hand Christmas"
Today it's time for fires, let's organize nativity scenes
From the stars you descend and you hear us and see us
Asleep on benches or busy doing nothing
And the cold that comes burns us and puts us out
There’s no secret, no news
There’s no mystery, no nativity
I give you a leaf to chew with bread
And you a bag of wine to stave off hunger
Sior captain, help us cross
this sea against the tide
Sior captain, from the right or from the left we do not come
and tonight we have no
Government and parliament we do not have and reason
Reason or feeling we do not know
and when it happens we make do
And we make do
With second-hand documents
With second-hand documents
Today it's time for waiting, let's organize something
While life in pink dances on the sidewalk
It looks at us and smiles and never touches us
The last of the whole world, little match sellers
There’s no forgiveness in all this pity
There’s no warmth, no electricity
And today dogs talk to feel better
Around our fire they sing songs
Sior captain, help us cross
this sea against the tide
Sior captain, from the right or from the left we do not come
and tonight we have no
Government and parliament we do not have and reason
Reason or feeling we do not know
and when it happens we make do
And we make do
With second-hand documents
With second-hand documents.
.: Francesco De Gregori :.
