Io in una storia - Pooh

«Piano, piano» diceva lei

«Piano, piano, ho paura di svegliare i miei:

Chiudiamoci di lá, nessuno ci vedrà, nessuno sentirà»

Strano, strano, è stata lei

A cercarmi, a dirmi «Questa notte voglio te

T’aspetto a casa mia».

Ed io non so chi sia

Ed io non so chi sia.

C'è, nella stanza

L’ombra tesa di qualcosa che non so;

Lei mi stringe ed io mi chiedo che cosa ho

Lei mi dice «In casa porto chi mi va

Nessuno sentirà, nessuno ci vedrà»

Piano, piano, ma cosa c'è?

C'è qualcuno in casa che si muove e viene qui

Lei dice «Resta lì», sorride strana e poi

«Abbracciami se vuoi»

Strano, strano, lei non tremò

Ma sorrise a chi era entrato lì, davanti a noi

A chi gridava a lei «Amore cosa fai, amore cosa fai»

Io, nella stanza

Era come non ci fossi neanche più;

Lei diceva «Te la sei voluta tu

Non credevi che sapessi farlo anch’io:

Sbagliavi, amore mio, sbagliavi amore mio»

Piano, piano, io me ne andai

Nella storia la mia parte ormai finiva lì;

Nemmeno mi voltai, nessuno mi fermò, non li ho rivisti mai

"Slowly, softly," she said

"Slowly, slowly, I'm afraid to wake my parents:

Let's close there, no one will see us, no one will hear "

Strange, strange, it was her

To look for me, to tell me «Tonight I want you

I'll wait for you at my house ".

And I don't know who he is

And I don't know who he is.

There is, in the room

The taut shadow of something I don't know;

She holds me and I wonder what I have

She says to me, «I bring whoever I want into the house

Nobody will hear, nobody will see us "

Slowly, slowly, but what is it?

There is someone in the house who moves and comes here

She says "Stay there", she smiles weird and then

"Hug me if you want"

Strange, strange, she didn't tremble

But she smiled at whoever had entered there, in front of us

To those who shouted at her "Love what do you do, love what do you do"

Me, in the room

It was like I wasn't even there anymore;

She said, “You wanted it

You didn't think I knew how to do it too:

You were wrong, my love, you were wrong my love "

Slowly, slowly, I went away

In history my part ended there now;

I didn't even turn around, nobody stopped me, I never saw them again