You tell me that there is a world that does not go
it means that I will be sitting here
maybe I will see it happen
And tell me if one day it will be able to matter
that I always was suspended on the thread
of a world without an age
If I resist or not, what will it matter?
If I no longer know what to do
with what you give me
There are only clouds left for love
and they will disperse
they will leave crying, silent, sad
and with their backs to the scene
like when time passes
and no more awaits us
no more awaits us
You say that a dream cannot be enough
to sleep on the cold bed
of my infidelity
You will not keep your thousand promises
I want to be still hanging by the thread
To dance more than one waltz to the sky
If I resist or not, what will matter?
If I no longer know what to do
with what you give me today
There are only clouds left for love
and they will disperse
they will leave crying, silent, sad
and with his back to the scene
like when time passes
and it no longer awaits us
and the rain will fall
on another land
There are only clouds left for love
and they will disperse
they will leave crying, silent, sad
and with their backs to the scene
like when time passes
and nothing more awaits us
we have nothing left
but this wall behind us
and you know what I think now
I'm already satiated
suspended in the middle
from here they will not move me
and the rest comes and goes

INVIA LE CORREZIONI