(R.Lipari)
Come on, turn off the light
lower your voice
give me your hand
and tell me I love you.
The black of the darkness
takes on the color
of the sense of guilt
of our modesty
This tremor that you have
this tremor that I have too
this of you telling me like this!
this give me like this
It's love, it's love
this hug is love
but if you give me a flower
this too is
love, love, love .
The fire is now out
but stay close to me
and now your chest
will be my pillow
When you sleep
always dreaming of us two
when you sleep you will hold
my hands in yours.
Love, love,
but if you give me a flower
this too is
( Orch.).................
It's love

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