Come la luna - Management

Sul volto aveva i lividi

I pugni, gli occhi neri

E come un lupo lei non si fidava mai

E non aveva più le lacrime

Neanche un sorriso

I vestiti strappati e gli schiaffi sul viso

Ma dentro agli occhi aveva

La notte, come la luna

E dentro agli occhi aveva

Le botte, come la luna

Aveva il freddo dentro

Il freddo che ti ghiaccia le mani

E non credeva più all’amore

E non voleva un angelo custode

La cinta sulla schiena

La faccia contro il muro

Il corpo pieno di segni

Come un frutto troppo maturo

E come questa luna

Vestiva sempre di nero

E certi giorni, si nascondeva un po' nel buio

Ma dentro agli occhi aveva

La notte, come la luna

E dentro agli occhi aveva

Le botte, come la luna

Aveva il freddo dentro

Il freddo che ti ghiaccia le mani

E non credeva più all’amore

E non voleva un angelo custode

Ma se la stringevo forte

Non pensava alla morte

Se la stringevo forte

Non pensava alla morte

Se la stringevo forte

Non pensava alla morte

Se la stringevo forte

Ma dentro agli occhi aveva

La notte, come la luna

E dentro agli occhi aveva

Le botte, come la luna

Aveva il freddo dentro

Il freddo che ti ghiaccia le mani

E non credeva più all’amore

E non voleva un angelo custode

Lei non voleva un angelo custode

Lei non voleva un angelo custode

He had bruises on his face

The fists, the black eyes

And like a wolf she never trusted

And she no longer had tears

Not even a smile

The ripped clothes and the slaps on the face

But in her eyes he had

The night, like the moon

And in her eyes she had

The blows, like the moon

She was cold inside

The cold that freezes your hands

And she no longer believed in love

And she didn't want a guardian angel

The belt on the back

Face her against the wall

The body full of signs

Like an overripe fruit

And like this moon

She always wore black

And some days, she hid a little in the dark

But she had in her eyes

The night, like the moon

And she had in her eyes

The blows, like the moon

She was cold inside

The cold that freezes your hands

And she no longer believed in love

And she didn't want a guardian angel

But if I held it tight

She didn't think about death

If I held her tight

She didn't think about death

If I held her tight

She didn't think about death

If I held her tight

But she had in her eyes

The night, like the moon

And in her eyes she had

The blows, like the moon

She was cold inside

The cold that freezes your hands

And she no longer believed in love

And she didn't want a guardian angel

She didn't want a guardian angel

She didn't want a guardian angel