Striscia sottile
Fettuccia bella

Striscia sottile
Fettuccia bella

You are up on the cliff
Facing the way to go
And behind morning mist
You wonder if and when and why and your head is a mess

Walking on the slackline
Slackline
Always on the edge
Walking on the slackline
Welcome to the age
Of void

Slackline

You put your right foot on
And inhale the fresh air
Fresh air
As you forget to think
To think
You feel your legs moving and it's just fine to be there

Walking on the slackline
Always on the edge
Walking on the slackline

Welcome to the age
Of void
Where you can't avoid yourself
It feels like walking on the slackline
Humm yeah

Come on, walk!

Don't think about the end
Going step by step
Just care where your feet are
Here and there is your only concern

Before you realize
You're on the other side
It took you by surprise
But really, you're the only one who went so far

Walking on the slackline
Always on the edge
Walking on the slackline
Welcome to the age
Of void

Walking on the slackline
Always on the edge
Walking on the slackline
Welcome to the age
Of void

To avoid yourself

Slackline
Fresh air
On the slackline
Fresh air

Slackline
Yeah!