che non cincontriamo mai
quelle che non riesco a dire mai
parole di cui ti vergogni
nella stanza in fondo agli occhi tuoi
amore che non dai più sogni
quelle che non riesco a dire mai
parole di cui ti vergogni
nella stanza in fondo agli occhi tuoi
amore che non dai più sogni
amore che non dai più sogni
It will come I from there has already silks she will come in the time that will come and come down down for the hill from new cities Is here with me stanotte piove and piove on we that we meet not there never... It will come but of summer it will come perhaps because I waited for already and I will come down of morning from the river that goes... For we I will have strange words those that I do not succeed to never say words of which you shames ah... your love will be the sun in the room in bottom to the eyes that do not give to the more dreams love that they do not give... It will come I from there has already silks... perhaps and she will come down of morning from the river that goes... For we I will have strange words those that I do not succeed to never say words of which you shames ah... your love will be the sun in the room in bottom to the eyes that do not give to the more dreams love that they do not give... and I will have... love that does not give to the more dreams love that they do not give...