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Eros Ramazzotti
Miscellaneous
Sweet Barbara
on the windowsill of a sunset behind the mists
my melancholy appears leaning out
tonight my sweet friend I am thinking of you
/>to you who perhaps are hearing me
on the windowsill of a sunset they smell of mist
you know that it is not easy to find the words
finding the right door to escape from a pain
you know that humanly we ask ourselves why
did this happen to you
which in every sense leaves anger and voids that I don't know how to fill
on the windowsill of a sunset the mists cry out< br/>so I want to remember you
so you live inside me
so I like to imagine
that you are there, you are always here
because you are there
I hope that, I really hope it can be like this
my thoughts say yes
my thoughts say
I know that where you are you don't need me anymore
but I am I am looking for you now
because I would like to understand and my strength cannot reach it
mists descend on the windowsill of a sunset