By Cataldo Massimo
Michela
Michela, Michela, you said one day that we will leave
and I remember it was raining, but there was sunshine in your irony
and a rose bought on the way back at home, you wore it in your hair
and you talked about a train that sooner or later would stop for us
between the school desks, bitter pills to swallow
but then between the sheets , for hours we no longer stopped
and that son that we had dreamed of together
who knows if he too would have stopped
to wait for something that never arrived
Where I was where you were, when that train passed
Tomorrow was yesterday, now that everything has changed
And I no longer wonder and you no longer wonder... who you are
I remember you so fragile and tough
but the courage was only recklessness and fear
of giving up something that never arrived
Where was I where were you, when that train was It's gone
tomorrow was yesterday, now that everything has changed
and I no longer wonder and you no longer wonder... why
Michela Michela...
but your smile has never changed
.. and who knows if that only dreamed son would have bonded us to
who knows if that train that passed one day...
would have stopped for us

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