Franco Battiato (born 1945 in Sicily, Italy – Milo, 18 May 2021) was an Ita… Read Full Bio ↴Franco Battiato (born 1945 in Sicily, Italy – Milo, 18 May 2021) was an Italian singer-songwriter, composer, filmmaker and painter.
He is considered one of the most original personalities in Italian music from the 1970s to now. Battiato's songs are dreamy, controversial collages of images and sensations, very experimental and convoluted, rich of esoteric, philosophical and East Asian religious themes.
His collaborations (from 1994 onward) with the nihilistic-cynical philosopher Manlio Sgalambro have added further depth to his apparently nonsensical lyrics, with references to Emil Cioran, Friedrich Nietzsche and other anarchistic and problematic thinkers.
He is considered one of the most original personalities in Italian music from the 1970s to now. Battiato's songs are dreamy, controversial collages of images and sensations, very experimental and convoluted, rich of esoteric, philosophical and East Asian religious themes.
His collaborations (from 1994 onward) with the nihilistic-cynical philosopher Manlio Sgalambro have added further depth to his apparently nonsensical lyrics, with references to Emil Cioran, Friedrich Nietzsche and other anarchistic and problematic thinkers.
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Franco Battiato Lyrics
23 coppie di cromosomi To be a kangaroo to be a spider metamorphosis is…
Apparenza e realtà Atomi eterni inalterabili e senza causa Wer die Natur ret…
Conforto alla vita Nella sventura non ti colga sgomento per te non sorga…
Ermeneutica Eiacula precocemente l'impero tornano i vecchi testamenti …
Fortezza Bastiani Resisterà alle dolci lusinghe la Fortezza Bastiani? Bugiar…
I'm that What glorious light wisdom without bound wrapt in eternal …
La porta dello spavento supremo Quello che c'è ciò che verrà ciò che siamo stati e comunqu…
Le aquile non volano a stormi Giorni e mesi corrono veloci La strada è oscura e incerta E…
Odore di polvere da sparo È vero che sul Mar Nero sul mare nero le rose…
Tra sesso e castità Andando a caso consideravo girando per strade vuote Che l'eq…