I FIND MYSELF HERE AGAIN
TO *RACCIMOLARE [i dont know what this means] DREAMS
I SAW THAT NOW MORE THAN EVER
I’VE CHAINED THEM A LITTLE BIT
AND I HOLD MY BREATH JUST WHEN I WANT TO FEEL HOW MUCH YOU LOVE ME
I FIND MYSELF HERE
AND I DONT KNOW
WHAT TASTE IT HAS
THEY WARNED ME
IT HAPPENS BY CHANCE
AND WHEN YOU EXPECT IT THE LEAST
YOUR FACE BECOMES COLORFUL
AND IT IS MORE VULNERABLE, AND BALANCE SHAKY, YOUR LIFE ENLARGES
AND I FIND YOU HERE
bUT YOU KNOW
WHAT TASTE IT HAS
DREAMS ARE NOT IN BOXES, BECAUSE THEY ARE SQUEEZED AND STAY HALF WAY
AND THEY ARE AFRAID OF THE DARK
BECAUSE OF THAT THEY DONT COMPROMISE, THEY COME DIRECTLY WITHOUT SAYING ANYTHING
CRUEL
BASTARDS
LIKE THIS
HIT OF A THUNDER
WE FIND OURSELVES HERE
NOTHING IS WRONG
IF THE SALT HAS REMAINED
IT CAN DISAPPEAR
WE HOLD OUR BREATH JUST TO FEEL HOW MUCH WE LOVE EACH OTHER
BUT WHAT TASTE HAVE
ME AND YOU
DREAMS ARE NOT IN BOXES, BECAUSE THEY ARE SQUEEZED AND STAY HALF WAY
AND THEY ARE AFRAID OF THE DARK
BECAUSE OF THAT THEY DONT COMPROMISE, THEY COME DIRECTLY WITHOUT SAYING ANYTHING
CRUEL
BASTARDS
LIKE THIS
HIT OF A THUNDER
IT COMES NOW AND..
AND MAKES A MESS
A MESS INSIDE ME