(L. Dalla)
Here where the sea glitters and the wind blows strong
on the old terrace in front of the gulf of Surriento
a man hugs a girl after she had cried
then yes he clears his throat and starts singing again.
I love you very much but very much you know
it's a chain now that melts the blood
in the veins you know in the veins
/>He saw the lights in the middle of the sea he thought of the nights there in America
but they were only the lights and the white trail of a propeller
he felt the pain in the music he got up from the piano
but when he saw the moon emerge from a cloud
there even death seemed sweet.
He looked into the girl's eyes, those green eyes like the sea
then suddenly a tear came out and he thought he drown.
I love you very much but very much you know
it's a chain now that melts the blood
inside the veins you know.
Power of lyric where every drama is a false
that with makeup and facial expressions
you can become someone else but two eyes that look at you
so close and true they make you forget the words
they confuse your thoughts so everything becomes little one
like the nights there in America you turn around and see your life
like the trail of a propeller.
But yes it's life that ends but he didn't think about it that much
Indeed, he already felt happy and began his song again.
I love you very much, very much, you know
it's a chain now that dissolves the blood
around the veins you know
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