Come mai - 883

Le notti non finiscono all’alba nella via

le porto a casa insieme a me, ne faccio melodia

e poi mi ritrovo a scrivere chilometri di lettere

sperando di vederti ancora qui

Inutile parlarne sai, non capiresti mai

seguirti fino all’alba e poi vedere dove vai

mi sento un po’bambino, ma lo so con te non finir

il sogno di sentirsi dentro un film

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E poi all’improvviso sei arrivata tu non so chi l’ha deciso, m’hai presa sempre pi una quotidiana guerra con la razionalit

ma va bene pur che serva per farmi uscire

Come mai, ma chi sarai

per fare questo a me notti intere ad aspettare,

ad aspettare te dimmi come mai, ma chi sarai

per farmi stare qui

qui seduto in una stanza pregando per un s !

Gli amici se sapessero che sono proprio io pensare che pensavano fossi quasi un Dio

perch non mi fermavo mai, nessuna storia inutile

uccidersi d’amore, ma per chi ?!

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The nights do not end at dawn in the street

I take them home with me, I make a melody of them

and then I find myself writing miles of letters

hoping to see you here again

Needless to talk about it, you know, you would never understand

follow you until dawn and then see where you go

I feel a bit like a child, but I know it won't end with you

the dream of feeling inside a film

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And then suddenly you arrived, I don't know who decided it, you took more and more a daily war with rationality

but that's okay as long as it serves to get me out

How come, but who will you be

to do this to me whole nights waiting,

to wait for you tell me why, but who will you be

to make me stay here

here sitting in a room praying for a s!

Friends if they knew it was me they thought I was almost a God

because I never stopped, no useless story

killing each other for love, but for whom?!

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