Borsato Marco
The Truth
Declared Uninhabitable
I walk on the ruins of my feeling for you
What is now only rubble was once a large building
And even the foundations of what stood here
Have already more or less perished after some beautiful springs
So we lost the rooms of our own castle in the air
Demolished ourselves with large hammers and now there is nothing left very
Is this the house where we kissed where we partied and rested
Is this the place where we made love and did so many beautiful things
I miss the steps to the stars and the big open fireplace
The house of our love has been declared uninhabitable

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