(M.Puppi-P.Matterazzo-R.Lipari)
Because of your yeses, now I find myself here,
without strength in my heart, without blood in my veins;
with my eyesight blurred , with your mind in a cast,
with your hands in chains, where has your good gone?
Perhaps in America, or in Africa,
in the cold winters of Poland, among the forests of Amazonia.
I only breathe gas, a puzzle, a madness
to think that tomorrow I could be yours.
It would take a fairy to transform a statue,
into you, a normal, natural person natural.
Loyalty for entire weeks,
Loyalty, only a dog can give.
Fantasies everything you were saying
craziness is part of love.
Of the love, of the love, of the love that I don't have.
Of the love, of the love, of the love that I don't have.
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty ...
Life is a seesaw between truth and lies,
he who is a thief in youth will then serve the punishments
where has your good gone, where has your good gone?
Loyalty, faithfulness, faithfulness< br/>a word that doesn't work, that doesn't work, that doesn't work, that doesn't work...
Loyalty for entire weeks,
Loyalty, only a dog can give.
Fantasies everything you said
craziness is part of love.
Of love, of love, of the love that I don't have.
Of love, of love, of love which I don't have.
Loyalty ...