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You quietly talk to me

Happiness is a simple idea
In front of your eyes
Between the air that you're breathing
And the one that
You struggle to hold
 
We already have a past,
That to tell the truth
Is more like a conflict,
The heart often offended
By a finger that
You pointed to my chest.
 
If eyes can't
Tell you what you see,
I'll try to tell it to you
Because you don't believe in evidences.
 
It's been too long that you've been quietly talking to me
It's been too many years that we've known each other
We could have built a whole palace
And instead we're divided by a wall.
It's been too long that you've been quietly talking to me
Or you're a far memory
It's love or just an obsession,
It's a hot wind,
So hot that one can die.
It's so hot that one can die.
 
I play at moving war because
Love has never given me a truce,
But if I'll have you in front of me once again,
In the doubt, I'll do the right thing.
If eyes can't
Tell you my thoughts
I'll try to describe them
 
About all of them, even the darkest ones.
 
It's been too long that you've been quietly talking to me
It's been too many years that we've known each other
We could have built a whole palace
 
And instead we're divided by a wall.
It's been too long that you've been quietly talking to me
Or you're a far memory
It's love or just an obsession,
It's a hot wind,
So hot that one can die.
 
We're here
Between an uncertain step and the utopia
Of a rediscovered balance.
We're here
In a parallel path
We touch without ever meeting each other.
 
If eyes can't
Tell you what you see,
I'll try to tell it to you
Because you don't believe in evidences.
 
It's been too long that you've been quietly talking to me
It's been too many years that we've been confused
We could have built a whole palace
And instead we're divided by a wall.
It's been too long that you've been quietly talking to me
Or you're a far memory
It's love or just an obsession,
It's a hot wind,
So hot that one can die.
It's so hot that one can die.
Watch out cause one can die.
 

Latin

Even if you’re now looking at me
I’m just a voice.
I went through another summer falling in love with you.
I would come out of the radio to brush your skin,
I’m only a song, even you told me so,
and I don’t understand you, it is so.
You want me latin but you don’t tell me.
Play an old record, it is so.
You made all your friends hate me.
Now take me away
because the more I lie the more you love me,
yes, but take me away
otherwise, by tomorrow, you’ll forget me.
 
To kiss your lips
for me the voice is not enough
but I need that you remember me,
that you sing me in the street
and take me where there’s no fear.
To kiss your lips
for you is not enough calling me by name
a lifetime or one night for you
I’m only a song,
I’m only a song.
 
Why don’t you think of me
as if I were a sigh,
that time when you told me
the reason is you
and even if you now are looking at me,
I’m still only a voice.
You blow over a candle
and you no longer hear me.
Now it’s pitch dark, it is so.
The stars are the stations
and I run inside them, it is so.
Luckily that the wind carries away this melancholy
since, the more I lie the more you love me
but now take me away
otherwise, by tomorrow, you’ll forget me.
 
To kiss your lips
for me the voice is not enough
but I need that you remember me,
that you sing me in the street
and take me where there’s no fear.
To kiss your lips
for you is not enough calling me by name
a lifetime or one night for you
I’m only a song,
I’m only a song.
 
And now, where are you?
I’m here inside the radio
and yet I don’t know why is it
that you look for me in someone else if I’m here,
you will curse me.
 
To kiss your lips
for me the voice is not enough
but I need that you remember me,
that you sing me in the street
and take me where there’s no fear.
To kiss your lips
for you is not enough calling me by name
a lifetime or one night for you
I’m only a song,
I’m only a song,
I’m only a song,
I’m only a song,
I’m only a song.
 

When Love Ends

Something's not right
Something's not right
within me
or between us
even when you're in front
and we talk intensely
about love, about love
about a good season
of a rebellious night
of our folly
 
of things we'll never do
you're distant
you're distant and you don't know it
you're distant
and don't tell me you don't hear anything
 
When love ends
you need to let go to fly, fly
up to the stars
and rewatch it when you feel ok
when you feel ok
and rewatch it when you feel ok
 
Something's not right
within me within me
or between us
I confuse you with other people
without wanting to
I lose my attention between the paths in a station
 
between our magics
between our holidays
that always end or never end
you're distant
and don't tell me you don't hear anything
 
When love ends
you need to let go to fly, fly
up to the stars
and rewatch it when you feel ok
 
When love ends
you need to let go away
like a satellite
to then find another time together
another life together
of all the things I never told you
this one is the most important
of all the things I never told you
this one is the most important
you're the shooting star that falls every day
onto my skin
 
When love ends
you need to let go away
like a satellite
to then find another time together
another life together
of all the things I never told you
this one is the most important
of all the things I never told you
this one is the most important
you're the shooting star that falls every day
onto my skin
to then find another time together
another time together
 
Something's not right
Something's not right