Basterebbe - Gigi Finizio

Sai, pensando a te capisco che

in fondo è inutile parlarsi

e poi non credersi

sai, fa male un po’illudersi

e ritrovarsi poi senza

un perchè più deboli

forse ti mancheranno ancora

i nostri affanni e quelle notti che sapevano di noi

sai, pensando a te capisco che

basterebbe darsi un senso e andare avanti, le ferite non si chiudono da se ma non servirebbe a niente se non parli cercavo un po' di te, di te basterebbe con il tempo ritrovarsi, riscoprire il gusto nuovo che c'è in te,

stare dentro ad una storia

e non cercarsi.

Sai, pensando a te capisco che

sei tra le pagine da vivere nei giorni miei

sai, come vorrei che almeno tu restassi come sei una poesia da scrivere

forse ti bruceranno solo i tuoi vent’anni e quella voglia di difenderti da me sai, pensando a te capisco che

basterebbe darsi un senso e andare avanti, le ferite non si chiudono da se,

stare dentro ad una storia e non cercarsi

e non cercarsi mai, non c’ho pensato mai, abbandonarsi e poi mai difendersi da noi ti giuro amore mai domani e sarà mai se lasci tutto questo tutto dentro

porterai

basterebbe darsi un senso e andare avanti, basterebbe

ma non servirebbe a niente se non parli

cercavo un po' di te, di te basterebbe darsi un senso e andare avanti, basterebbe

cercavo un po' di te, di te.

(Grazie a Raffaella per questo testo)

You know, thinking about you I understand that

after all it is useless to talk to each other

and then not believe it

you know, it hurts a little to delude yourself

and then find yourself without

a weaker why

maybe you will still miss them

our troubles and those nights that knew about us

you know, thinking about you I understand that

it would be enough to make sense of yourself and go on, the wounds do not close by themselves but it would be useless if you do not speak I was looking for a little of you, of you it would be enough with time to find yourself, to rediscover the new taste that is in you,

stay inside a story

and not looking for each other.

You know, thinking about you I understand that

you are among the pages to live in my days

you know, how I would like you at least to remain as you are a poem to write

maybe only your twenties will burn you and that desire to defend yourself from me, you know, thinking of you I understand that

it would be enough to make sense and move on, the wounds do not close by themselves,

stay inside a story and not look for yourself

and never look for each other, I've never thought about it, abandon yourself and then never defend yourself from us I swear to you love never tomorrow and never will be if you leave all this all inside

you will bring

it would be enough to make sense of it and go on, it would be enough

but it won't do any good if you don't talk

I was looking for a little of you, of you it would be enough to make sense of yourself and go on, it would be enough

I was looking for a little of you, of you.

(Thanks to Raffaella for this text)