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Just to sing

It’s a song without a title,
just to sing, to do something.
It’s nothing extraordinary,
is something of our country
that you can sing even without voice,
the health is enough.
If you have health, you have everything,
with just health and a pair of new shoes
you can travel all over the world…
and I accompany myself alone.
 
To make life less bitter
I’ve bought a guitar
and when the sun sets and dies
I feel my heart is a singer.
My voice is little but tuned,
It’s no use to serenade
but only to make me able
to have a dream early in the evening.
 
Just to sing
because I feel a thrill in my heart
Just to dream
Because a flower is blooming in my bosom
A lilac flower
that brings me back to my first love
who sighed while singing my songs
and made me crazy with her lies.
 
Beautiful, passionate songs
that remind me of my Rome,
sang just for spite
but with a yearning heart,
I don’t sing you in full voice,
but all my soul is serene
and when the sky fades in colour
nobody falls in love with me.
 
Just to sing
because I feel a thrill in my heart
Just to dream
Because a flower is blooming in my bosom
A lilac flower
that brings me back to my first love
who sighed while singing my songs
and made me crazy with her lies.
 
Just to sing
because I feel a thrill in my heart
Just to dream
Because a flower is blooming in my bosom
A lilac flower
that brings me back to my first love
who sighed while singing my songs
and made me crazy with her lies.
 

How Beautiful Being Here With You

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How beautiful being here with you,
it seems to me like flying.
How beautiful when I land
and you are here.
This life no longer exists,
the world is a bit further over there.
If you hear a thud, don't worry,...
 
...it's me,
having hit the sky squarely in the face,
it's me,
having fallen from a thought,
it's me,
who was almost no longer hoping
and one day all of a sudden...
 
...how beautiful being with you,
it seems to me like dreaming.
Even reality seems beautiful to me,
I feel like joking, laughing and thinking
and then, tomorrow, perhaps who knows.
 
Let's not say anything, let us not be heard
because today I'm happy, one cannot say.
Walk on tiptoe, my love,
since today the sky is ours,
God loaned it to me.
 
You see it, it's going away,
this day is going away
and it is evening again, what can you do?
 
I'm left alone with a thought,
the sky has hit me squarely and in the face,
however, if you're not here with me any longer,
tonight I'll dream of you.
How beautiful being with you.