Paolo Conte
Miscellaneous
Too Difficult
What you have done and what you are,
What is called "your world"
In an instant you will see< br/>Without a jolt go to the bottom,
You just have to meet a certain look
Com that very slight delay
That makes everything easier...
And they resurface for you
Your lost aptitudes,
A season will open
For sentences never inaugurated...
You will be younger, more daring,
The most ferocious instinct in you
It will be done, it's all too easy...
Then, when it's over
This parenthesis of glory,
And the heartbeat will give way
When the memory returns,
Not a thousand women will be enough
To take away the sleepless night,
How...how difficult it is...
You will try to make people understand
Who you are, what Vali, what do you mean...
But now it's too difficult...

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