They only gave us one life
Satisfied or not here they never refund
And calendars asking us if
We are getting enough
If for every mistake I had a thousand lire
What old age that I would spend
Roads that are too narrow and straight
For those who want to change course or lie down a bit
Going is fine though
Sometimes you need a reason, a reason< br/>Some days we ask ourselves is that all?
And the answer is always yes
It's not time for us who never wake up
We have but dreams are too big and beautiful, you know
Beautiful or ugly, we have faces that never change
It's not time for us and perhaps it never will be
If one fine day you pass by here
Let yourself be loved and then quickly forget about me
That day is already good for loving someone else
Someone else
They say that we are throwing ourselves away
But we are good at collecting ourselves
There is no time for us who never adapt
Out of fashion, out of place, in short always out of touch
We have patient women resigned to our troubles
It's not time for us and perhaps it never will be
It's not time for us who don't dress like you
We don't laugh, we don't cry, we don't love like you
Maybe naive or stubborn
Not very smart in any case
It's not time for us and maybe it never will be

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