Ahhh, no, no, no, no...
We are different souls
With the same sender
We cry also for the same
I love life
And cynicism is worth me
And t always at Mass on Sunday
In my eyes you see like me
And God does not look at us differently
You prefer light
I let the sun fall
I soda and your red wine
And they tell me we're not the same
For me we are such for which
Opposites in the same postal code.
That your father does not get to know
That I am not of your cultural level
And I'll leave you in the other corner
So that nobody speaks ill
We are different souls
With the same sender
Paddles also for the same reason
I love you in front of the rest
You prefer secretly
Your love is becoming mirage
In my eyes you see like me
And God does not look at us differently
You prefer light
I let the sun fall
I soda and your red wine
And they tell me we're not the same
For me we are such for which
Opposites in the same postal code.
That your father does not get to know
That I am not of your cultural level
And I'll leave you in the other corner
So that nobody speaks ill
And they tell me we're not the same
For me we are such for which
Opposites in the same postal code.
That your father does not get to know
That I am not of your cultural level
And I'll leave you in the other corner
So that nobody speaks ill
That we aren't the same
For me we are such for which
(Postal Code)
That your father does not get to know
That I am not of your cultural level
And I'll leave you in the other corner
So that nobody speaks ill