LISA's WINTER The city is an opaque mirror one fast gesture on the misted glass - The trees are freezed out there in the park Still skeletons in an eternal present - Mute witness of the flowing life You'll see the winter is over... Lisa feels something wrong, her man shoots in Vietnam This will be a long winter ! The sound of the snow is whispering the explosions The shoots echoes in the sky... Here we are dying in a white silence, there they are dancin' at machinegun's rhythm Run, my soldier, you can't die, Lisa's heart is pounding only for you ! Corn-flakes, milk, dietetical bisquits, the peace's banner are high at camp Here we are protesting against war, there they are praying with pagan gesture Here we are dying in a white silence, there they are dancin' at machinegun's rhythm Run, my soldier, you can't die, Lisa's heart is pounding only for you.... Lisa feels something wrong, her man shoots in Vietnam This will be a long winter ! The sound of the snow is whispering the explosions The shoots echoes in the sky...