Ligabue Luciano
Survivors And Survivors
The Tough Guys Have Two Hearts
A quarter to ten and Veleno is sitting at Mario's
in front of a grappa and a full cigarette holder
Lo they greet badly, perhaps because they know everything about him
or, at least, they know their own version of him
A photo of a woman burns from inside his jacket
clearly from the heart side
And his leg hurts from the weight
and the cold of a cannon
which, who knows how, he managed to find.
He doesn't have the time or desire to pray to God because
/>he wants to count only on his pain, on the six shots
and, finally, on himself
There are those who have chosen the wrong woman
and perhaps they have chosen for their whole life
The other choice you have is who to end it with
There are those who have written blasphemies on their hearts
but, for themselves, they know how to do the math
and the total does not change even if it makes you feel bad
but he never cries if he is not really alone
The tough have two hearts
with a good heart they love a little more
The tough have two hearts
with a broken heart they always hate a little more
A quarter to two
and Veleno is sitting on the bridge over the river
watching the gun sink
Now the cold is real:
it has passed to the bones, necessarily leaving the heart
Of so much world
there is only one place to which I can return
br/>and he is cursed
He is thinking that the next evening he will punch a
guy who, this evening, was laughing at him and made himself heard
He will punch at the door of his room, he will shout
at his wife and his friend to be quieter
and on his sofa he will lie down
There's a night for those who have a lover
and the night of those who have nothing
and the night by force, willy-nilly.
There are those who have lost a bad game
however, maybe he has one chip left
and maybe there will be another spin of the wheel
and then he never cries unless he's really alone
Tough people have two hearts
with a good heart they love a little more
The tough have two hearts
with a bad heart they always hate a little more