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The pianist's groupie

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She spends all of her nights awake
Wasting her beautiful future, the pianist's groupie
God, how sad this girl looks
In love with a selfish man, the pianist's groupie
She's throwing all her life away, and all her life is not much
What else could she have done, except for dreaming alone in her bed
At night under her pink sheets ?
 
She spends her life waiting for him
For a word, for a tender touch, the pianist's groupie
In front of the hotel, backstage,
She dreams of an artist life, the pianist's groupie.
She would follow him to hell, and even hell is not much
Compared to being alone on Earth, and she thinks about it in her bed
At night under her pink sheets
 
She loves him, she adores him
More than anything she loves him, it's beautiful how she loves him.
She loves him, she adores him
It's crazy how she loves him, it's beautiful how she loves him.
 
He has rights on her smile
She has rights on his desires, the pianist's groupie
She knows how to stand still
While he plays his frenzies, the pianist's groupie
When the concert is over, she puts her hands on the keyboard
Dreaming that he will take her to spend the rest of her life
Just listening to him
 
She can understand his music
She can forget that she exists, the pianist's groupie
But God is that girl taking risks
Being in love with a selfish man, the pianist's groupie
She's throwing all her life away, and all her life is not much
What else could she have done, except for dreaming alone in her bed
At night under her pink sheets ?
 
She loves him, she adores him
More than anything she loves him, it's beautiful how she loves him.
She loves him, she adores him
It's crazy how she loves him, it's beautiful how she loves him.
The pianist's groupie, the pianist's groupie
 

I want to sing for those

This one spends all night
Looking up at the stars
Thinking that somewhere in the world
Somebody is thinking about him
 
And that little girl playing
Who never wants to smile again
And who sees her father everywhere
Who created her own dream empire
 
Wherever they go
They are sad at parties
Wherever they go
They are alone in their head
 
I want to sing for those
Who are a long way from home
And who carry in their eyes
Something that hurts
That hurts
 
I want to sing for those
That we forget about little by little
Who keep inside
Something that hurts
That hurts
 
Who stole their story
Who stole their memory
Who stomped on their life
Like one steps on a mirror
 
This one will dream of bombs
That one will count the days
Aligning wood sticks
Like prison bars
 
Wherever they go
They are sad at parties
Wherever they go
They are alone in their head
 
I want to sing for those
Who are a long way from home
And who carry in their eyes
Something that hurts
That hurts
 
I want to sing for those
That we forget about little by little
Who keep inside
Something that hurts
That hurts
 
I want to sing for those
Who are a long way from home
And who carry in their eyes
Something that hurts, that hurts
When I think about them
It hurts, it hurts
When I think about them
It hurts
It hurts
 

Diego (Free in his mind)

Behind the bars
Because of few words
He believed in so hard.
Outside, outside it's hot
Thousands of birds
Fly effortlessly
 
What is this country
When at night
Strikes the Talion law ?
Diego, free in his mind
Behind his window
Is maybe sleeping...
 
And I, dancing my life,
Singing and laughing
I think about him
 
Diego, free in his mind,
Behind his window
Already dead, maybe.
 

a few words of love

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Missing someone near me
I turn everyone is there
Where does this weird feeling that I am alone
Among all those friends and girls who do not want
What a few words of love
 
From my capital village
Where the hot air can be icy
Where millions of people know each other so badly
I send you like a butterfly to a star
Some words of love
 
I send you my pictures
I send you my decor
I send you my smiles from the days when I feel stronger
I send you my travels
My days at the airport
I send you my best wins on the irony of fate
 
And in these boxes to dance
The nights go uninhabited
I listen to the beatings of my heart repeat
That no music in the world can replace
Some words of love
 
I send you my pictures
I send you my decor
I send you my smiles from the days when I feel stronger
I send you my travels
My days at the airport
I send you my best wins on the irony of fate
 
From my village to an hour an hour
Where doctors graft hearts
Where millions of people know each other so badly
I send you like a butterfly to a star
Some words of love