Che sarà di me - Massimo Di Cataldo

Certe sere lo sai

A casa non tornerei

Una preghiera non c' per non sentire il vuoto in me

Ci si arrampica ai sogni, ma si cade gi

E con i lividi addosso poi non si vola pi

E poi mi dicono ancora

Non eri quella per me

Ma che ne sanno di noi di come vivo senza te

Il tuo profumo sul letto non vuole andare via

E certe sere ho paura di che sar di me

Chi mi dar la sua mano a chi dar la mia mano

Io non so pi se una risposta c'

Se nascer ancora il mondo se salir dal mio fondo

Io te lo giuro sai ho paura

Di che sar di me

E un altra notte e gi qui

Sulla mia cena a met

Sulle parole che tu avrai scordato ovunque sei

E questo freddo che ho dentro gi una malattia

In questo mondo sbagliato tu non sei pi mia

Chi mi dar la sua mano a chi dar la mia mano

Io non so pi se una risposta c'

Se nascer ancora il mondo se salir dal mio fondo

Io te lo giuro sai ho paura

Di che sar di me

Non potr scordarti mai mentre il mondo scorda me

Ora che tu non ci sei

Dimmi che sar di me

.

rinascer ancora il mondo, risalir dal mio fondo

Ma te lo giuro sai, ho paura di che sar di me

Io te lo giuro

Some nights you know

I would not go home

There is no prayer in order not to feel the emptiness in me

One climbs to dreams, but one falls down

And with the bruises on, then you no longer fly

And then they tell me again

You weren't the one for me

But what do they know about us how I live without you

Your perfume on the bed doesn't want to go away

And some evenings I'm afraid of what it will be of me

Who will give me his hand who will give my hand

I no longer know if there is an answer

If the world will still be born if it will rise from my bottom

I swear to you, you know I'm afraid

What will become of me

And another night and already here

About my half dinner

On the words that you will have forgotten wherever you are

And this cold that I already have a disease inside

In this wrong world you are no longer mine

Who will give me his hand who will give my hand

I no longer know if there is an answer

If the world will still be born if it will rise from my bottom

I swear to you, you know I'm afraid

What will become of me

I can never forget you while the world forgets me

Now that you're not there

Tell me it will be me

.

the world will be reborn again, rise from my bottom

But I swear to you you know, I'm afraid of what will become of me

I swear to you