Mille - Irene Grandi

Mille mani che mi tirano su

E' un miracolo e' fantastico

Mille mani che mi tirano gie'

La felicita' che ginnastica

E mille mille

Mille facce che mi guardano e tu

Chissa' dove sei forse in autobus

E questo cielo che non e' proprio ble'

Sembra plastica riciclabile

Ma un’incognita rimane sospesa

Faccio bene o faccio male ma poi chi se ne frega

Ah che bella vita pero'

Ho mille giorni ancora le' da bruciare

E mille notti per rincorrere amore amore

Ah che bella vita pero'

E' come un lungo ponte da attraversare

E mille miglia di corsa per finire nel mare

Ah che bella vita pero'…quante lacrime

E mille stelle per volare pie' su, per illudermi mille frottole

E giorni neri che mi buttano gie' la normalita' che ginnastica

E mille tipi che mi dicono vai io mi fermerei antipatici

E invece i sogni non si fermano mai sono automobili automatiche

Ma un’incognita rimane sospesa

Faccio bene o faccio male ma poi chi se ne frega

Ah che bella vita pero'

Ho mille giorni ancora le' da bruciare

E mille notti per rincorrere amore

Ah che bella vita pero'

E' come un lungo ponte da attraversare

E mille miglia di corsa per finire nel mare

Ah che bella vita pero'

Troppe lacrime

Ah che bella vita pero'

Ho mille e pie' di mille cose da dire

E chissa' se puo' bastare solo questa canzone

Che e' tutta la mia vita pero'…quante lacrime

… MILLE LACRIME

A thousand hands that pull me up

It's a miracle and it's fantastic

A thousand hands that pull me already

Happiness than gymnastics

And a thousand thousand

A thousand faces looking at me and you

Who knows where you are maybe on the bus

And this sky that is not really blue

It looks like recyclable plastic

But an unknown factor remains suspended

I do well or I do wrong but then who cares

Ah what a beautiful life though

I still have a thousand days to burn

And a thousand nights to chase after love love

Ah what a beautiful life though

It's like a long bridge to cross

And a thousand miles of running to end up in the sea

Ah what a beautiful life but ... how many tears

And a thousand stars to fly higher, to delude myself with a thousand lies

And black days that throw me both normalcy and gymnastics

And a thousand guys who tell me go I would stop unpleasant

But dreams never stop, they are automatic cars

But an unknown factor remains suspended

I do well or I do wrong but then who cares

Ah what a beautiful life though

I still have a thousand days to burn

And a thousand nights to chase after love

Ah what a beautiful life though

It's like a long bridge to cross

And a thousand miles of running to end up in the sea

Ah what a beautiful life though

Too many tears

Ah what a beautiful life though

I have a thousand and one thousand things to say

And who knows if this song alone is enough

Which is my whole life but ... how many tears

… A THOUSAND TEARS