Cifras
Acqua Dalla Luna

Tono: C

Introducción:

dificultad
difícil |||||
C#m  F#mE  BE  F#mA  G#mA  C#m  
Verse
                  A                                      B  
volevo essere un grande mago
                        G#m                                 C#m  
incantare le ragazze ed i serpenti
                        A                              F#m         B  
mangiare fuoco come un giovane drago
                        G#m                                              C#m  
dar meraviglie agli occhi dei presenti
                  A                                      B  
avvitarne il collo e toglierne il respiro
                        G#m                                 C#m  
un tuffatore in alto un trovatore perso
                        A                              F#m         B  
far sulla corda salti da capogiro
                        G#m                                              C#m  
passare muri e tenebre attraverso
                  A                                      B  
come un cammello entrare nella cruna
                        G#m                                 C#m  
librarmi equilibrista squilibrato
                        A            F#m         B  
uno che sa stralunare A luna
                        G#m  
polsi di pietra e cuore alato
          C#m            G#m/B         G#m  
          e stupire tutti quelli
          A                              E/G#  
          che non sanno A fortuna
          F#m                         E7+  
          che non hanno mai una festa
        D#m5            G#4         G#7  
          i tristi e i picchiatelli
          C#m            G#m/B         G#m  
          io lasciavo a casa un figlio
          A                              E/G#  
          gli occhi dietro A finestra
          F#m                         E7+  
          un saluto nel berretto
        D#m5            G#4         G#7  
          e non uscì un coniglio
                     C#m              F#mE  B  
                     accorrete pubblico
                                     E                 F#      A  
                     gente grandi e piccoli
                                        G#m              A  
                     al suo numero magico, vedrete
                     C#m                            F#mE  B  
                     mille e più incantesimi
                                        E            F#    A  
                     piano non spingetevi
                                        G#m              C#m  
                     costa pochi centesimi
Verse
                  A                                      B  
volevo diventare un pifferaio
                        G#m                                 C#m  
stregare il mondo ed ogni sua creatura
                        A                              F#m         B  
crescere spighe di grano a gennaio
                        G#m                                              C#m  
sfidar A morte senza aver paura
                  A                                      B  
e mettere A testa in bocche di leoni
                        G#m                                 C#m  
un domatore vinto un cantastorie muto
                        A                              F#m         B  
far apparire colombi e visioni
                        G#m                                              C#m  
l'uomo invisibile l'uomo forzuto
                  A                                      B  
lanciar coltelli e sguardi come gelo
                        G#m                                 C#m  
saper andare in punta delle dita
                        A            F#m         B  
        Bgetta  
                        G#m  
del lungo inverno della vita
          C#m            G#m/B         G#m  
          e portare sopra un carro
          A                              E/G#  
          elemosine di cielo
          F#m                         E7+  
          tra silenzi d'ospedale
        D#m5            G#4         G#7  
          e strappi di catarro
          C#m            G#m/B         G#m  
          io restavo zitto a fianco
          A                              E/G#  
          quando mamma stava male
          F#m                         E7+  
          e sembrava Pulcinella
        D#m5            G#4         G#7  
          dentro il pigiama bianco
                     C#m              F#mE  B  
                     accorrete pubblico
                                     E                 F#      A  
                     gente grandi e piccoli
                                        G#m              A  
                     al suo numero magico vedrete Cucaio
                     C#m                            F#mE  B  
                     in mille e più incantesimi
                                        E            F#    A  
                     piano non spingetevi
                                     G#m                    A  
                     costa pochi centesimi
Closing
                                  C#m/G#  
se sapessi un di
                                                        D#/G  
innamorarmi di quelli che
                     D#m/F#  
non ama nessuno
                                                C#/F  
se potessi portarli lì
                                  C#m/E  
dove il vento dorme
                                                          G#m/D  
se crescesse acqua dalla luna...