Gibson rotte - Peter White

E cantavamo insieme in casa in quell’estate calda

La luna discendente in cielo e tu ballavi scalza

Il vino, il buio, il fumo e il tempo dato da una cassa

Non avevamo soldi ma tutte le notti in tasca

Un’altra notte che non sai se sono più grandi i tuoi occhi o la luna

Tu somigli alle stelle di agosto io più a una nuvola scura

E ti guardo ma non so che dire, fumo sotto la pioggia

Coi sorrisi, le voglie e le giornate storte come Gibson rotte

E cantavamo insieme in casa in quell’estate calda

La luna discendente in cielo e tu ballavi scalza

Il vino, il buio, il fumo e il tempo dato da una cassa

Non avevamo soldi ma tutte le notti in tasca

Mi baciavi ai concerti, mangiavamo la pizza sul letto

Scattavamo le foto aspettando il momento perfetto

E adesso che siamo solo a un passo

È come ogni volta che ti guardo

Come un’auto che va a 180 di notte e poi sbatte come Gibson rotte

E cantavamo insieme in casa in quell’estate calda

La luna discendente in cielo e tu ballavi scalza

Il vino, il buio, il fumo e il tempo dato da una cassa

Non avevamo soldi ma tutte le notti in tasca

Sei da sola in camera ma è come se ci fossi anche io

Stai fumando l’ultima come se fosse un addio

Sei da sola in camera ma è come se ci fossi anche io

Stai fumando l’ultima come se fosse un addio

E cantavamo insieme in casa in quell’estate calda

La luna discendente in cielo e tu ballavi scalza

Il vino, il buio, il fumo e il tempo dato da una cassa

Non avevamo soldi ma tutte le notti in tasca

And we sang together at home in that hot summer

The moon descending in the sky and you were dancing barefoot

The wine, the darkness, the smoke and the time given by a box

We had no money but all nights in our pockets

Another night you don't know if your eyes or the moon are bigger

You look like the stars of August I more like a dark cloud

And I look at you but I don't know what to say, I smoke in the rain

With smiles, cravings and bad days like broken Gibson

And we sang together at home in that hot summer

The moon descending in the sky and you were dancing barefoot

The wine, the darkness, the smoke and the time given by a box

We had no money but all nights in our pockets

You kissed me at concerts, we ate pizza on the bed

We took pictures waiting for the perfect moment

And now that we are only one step away

It's like every time I look at you

Like a car that goes 180 at night and then crashes like Gibson's broken

And we sang together at home in that hot summer

The moon descending in the sky and you were dancing barefoot

The wine, the darkness, the smoke and the time given by a box

We had no money but all nights in our pockets

You are alone in the room but it is as if I am there too

You're smoking the last one as if it were goodbye

You are alone in the room but it is as if I am there too

You're smoking the last one as if it were goodbye

And we sang together at home in that hot summer

The moon descending in the sky and you were dancing barefoot

The wine, the darkness, the smoke and the time given by a box

We had no money but all nights in our pockets