Le contrade di Madrid - Giuni Russo

Dietro le finestre io guardavo le contrade di Madrid

Ero preoccupata che non si sciupasse l’atmosfera

Come dormi bene non mi pare vero averti ancora qua

Ti lamenti sempre delle mani fredde e dell’umidità

Raffinate libertà

Tu come mai ma davvero sei qua

Eh-oh-eh-oh-eh-oh-eh

Noi a Madrid nella bianca soffitta

I ragazzi all’imbrunire cantano dei versi in allegria

Solo pochi passi di fandango persi nell’oscurità

Come si sta bene qui nascosti tra le nostre verità

Strana voglia d’andar via verso le contrade di Madrid

Ma quanto mi costa amarti come ti amo che fatica

Raffinate libertà

Tu proprio tu ma davvero sei qua

Eh-oh-eh-oh-eh-oh-eh

Noi a Madrid nella bianca soffitta

Solo pochi passi di fandango

Persi in quest’oscurità

Ma quanto mi costa amarti come ti amo che fatica

Raffinate libertà

Tu come mai ma davvero sei qua

Eh-oh-eh-oh-eh-oh-eh

Ta-ra-ra, ta-ra-ra, ta-ra-ra

Eh-oh-eh-oh-eh-oh-eh

Behind the windows I looked at the districts of Madrid

I was worried that the atmosphere would not spoil

How well you sleep does not seem true to have you still here

You always complain about cold hands and humidity

Refined freedom

You how come but you really are here

Eh-oh-eh-oh-eh-oh-eh

We in Madrid in the white attic

At dusk the boys sing cheerfully verses

Only a few steps of fandango lost in the darkness

How good it is here hidden among our truths

Strange desire to leave for the districts of Madrid

But how much it costs me to love you as I love you, what an effort

Refined freedom

You just you but you really are here

Eh-oh-eh-oh-eh-oh-eh

We in Madrid in the white attic

Only a few steps of fandango

Lost in this darkness

But how much it costs me to love you as I love you, what an effort

Refined freedom

You how come but you really are here

Eh-oh-eh-oh-eh-oh-eh

Ta-ra-ra, ta-ra-ra, ta-ra-ra

Eh-oh-eh-oh-eh-oh-eh