이탈리아 프로그레시브 락을 세계에 알린 P.F.M.의 멋진 곡.
이태리어 버전엔 없고 영어버전에만 추가되었다.
P.F.M. (Premiata Forneria Marconi) - The World Became The World (1974)
Outside my window in the courtyard of the world
The gentle rain was falling.
No breath of wind, no cry of beast or bird
Too quiet, too still, I turned...
To see the raindrops like a thousand poet's words
splash their circles on the stones,
And seem to wash over everything with love
And for a moment the courtyard heard.
Until the sun came bursting through the clouds
Hung up his rainbows in the sky
And with a laugh of flames said,
"Now go chase the gold"
And the world became the world~~~~~~~
Now we're all travellers some seekers and some sought
Who leave the courtyard to be caught
In nets of self, damned certainty and choice;
But do you believe our voice?
You!! you've got what must belong to me,
I need! I'll bleed for more possesions.
You!! you've got no right to disagree
Bow! Kneel! Or fear my aggresions.
Thank God if sometines your oyster holds a pearl
When the world remains the world~~~~~~~