Due - Il Teatro Degli Orrori

Eravamo in due,

E sono rimasta sola.

Persa in un bicchiere di troppo,

Naufraga in toilette per signore.

Cerco disperatamente qualche cosa che,

Che mi manca tanto.

I love you baby,

Com’era bello fare all’amore con te.

Come son belle le illusioni,

Ed i pensieri tristi,

E le canzoni degli anni settanta,

E quella voglia di andare via,

Ed il desiderio di restare

Ed il nobile orizzonte del mare Ionio

Che se ne va via verso l’Africa

Ogni santo giorno.

I love you baby,

Com’era bello fare all’amore con te.

Com’era bello averti

E pensare potesse forse essere per sempre.

L’interminabile solitudine del sentirsi soli

A volte gioca brutti scherzi.

Un giorno credi vada tutto bene,

E l’indomani vorresti ucciderti.

Eravamo in due,

E sono rimasta sola.

Persa in un bicchiere di troppo,

Naufraga in toilette per signore.

Cerco disperatamente qualche cosa che,

Che mi manca tanto.

I love you baby,

Com’era bello fare all’amore con te.

Com’era bello averti

E pensare potesse forse essere per sempre.

Per sempre cosa?

Guardati intorno

E dimmi se c'è qualcosa che possa mai durar per sempre.

Tutto quanto è destinato a scomparire.

E questa è una società caduca,

Checché ne dicano Marx o Weber.

Gesù, Giuseppe e Maria,

Abbiate pietà dell' anima mia,

Non si vive ogni giorno,

Non si può morire sempre.

There were two of us,

And I was left alone.

Lost in one glass too many,

Shipwrecked in the ladies' toilet.

I am desperately looking for something that,

That I miss it so much.

I love you baby,

How nice it was to make love with you.

How beautiful are the illusions,

And the sad thoughts,

And the songs of the seventies,

And that desire to go away,

And the desire to stay

And the noble horizon of the Ionian sea

Who goes away to Africa

Every holy day.

I love you baby,

How nice it was to make love with you.

How nice it was to have you

And to think it could possibly be forever.

The interminable loneliness of feeling alone

Sometimes he plays tricks.

One day you think everything is fine,

And the next day you would like to kill yourself.

There were two of us,

And I was left alone.

Lost in one glass too many,

Shipwrecked in the ladies' toilet.

I am desperately looking for something that,

That I miss it so much.

I love you baby,

How nice it was to make love with you.

How nice it was to have you

And to think it could possibly be forever.

Forever what?

Look around

And tell me if there is anything that can ever last forever.

Everything is destined to disappear.

And this is a fleeting society,

Whatever Marx or Weber say.

Jesus, Joseph and Mary,

Have mercy on my soul,

You don't live every day,

You can't always die.