(P. Daniele)
You tell me when when
where are your eyes and your mouth
maybe in Africa what does it matter
you tell me when when
where are the your hands and your nose
missed a desperate day
but I'm thirsty, I'm still thirsty
you tell me when when
don't look at me now love, I'm tired
because ¨ I think about the future
you tell me when when
we are angels looking for a smile
don't hide your face
because I'm thirsty, I'm thirsty again
and I will live , we will live
all day to see you go away
among memories and this strange madness
heaven no longer exists
he who wants a child does not exist
does not exist
You tell me when, when
I need you for at least an hour
to tell you that I still hate you
You tell me when, when
You know that I won't have you and on your face
a smile is about to be born
and I'm thirsty, I'm still thirsty
and I will live, yes I will live
all day to see you go away
among the memories and this strange madness
the paradise that perhaps exists
he who wants a child does not exist
you tell me when when