One is too little, two are too many.
How many princesses did you hide in the castle?
(I love you...)
I told you so but not often.
(I love you...)
It hid from me by throwing itself into oblivion.
Three are a few, four are already too many.
How many of those things did you lock up in the castle?
(I love you...)
And yet, in every courtesy of mine, I
(I love you...)
Maybe that was yesterday but from tomorrow on I don't know.
I want to thank you, maybe I want to suffocate you.
I'm the one who always listened to you, the one who's always comforting.
I'm the one you called every night if you cried.
The one whom you hate a little now or the one who scares you now.
If you don't remember it, I was always by your side,
even on that night when you felt weird.
I've endured, but now you don't give me anything back
because according to you I have everything I hoped for.
One loud applause marks every note.
A pretty video, an album, its cover.
Girlfriends aplenty as if they rained on me
but no fear knows about that.
The time runs and takes my life by its side
and if I'm talking to you now because of my tears,
it is because every received rejection
is one less embrace I ask from you, so
One is too little, two are too many.
How many princesses did you hide in the castle?
(I love you...)
I told you so but not often.
(I love you...)
It hid from me by throwing itself into oblivion.
Three are a few, four are already too many.
How many of those things did you lock up in the castle?
(I love you...)
And yet, in every courtesy of mine, I
(I love you...)
Maybe that was yesterday but from tomorrow on, I don't know.
Another journey already, with little time to decide.
I know the one with fire will separate us.
It's too soon to smile now.
Surely, the moment will come, it will come soon.
Twenty days have gone by slowly
with me trying to long for what you said.
And as for you, I only know that if I saw you now,
I'd be a bastard, more than you would expect.
Our friendship has already ended two hours ago
and my impulsiveness remains buried alone.
In four rooms, though defeated and unhappy, I tell you
about all that magic you have ruined.
I've seen you walk above the floor
and say to everyone, 'I'm a friend of Tiziano's'
And even though you were constantly by my side,
I got to feel so tremendously alone.
Every shadow of my kisses hid you.
Our days have thus gone by in agony.
And even though I can't stand your scent much more,
it really hurts to dedicate you my resentment, so
One is too little, two are too many.
How many princesses did you hide in the castle?
(I love you...)
I told you so but not often.
(I love you...)
It hid from me by throwing itself into oblivion.
Three are a few, four are already too many.
How many of those things did you lock up in the castle?
(I love you...)
And yet, in every courtesy of mine, I
(I love you...)
Maybe that was yesterday but from tomorrow on, I don't know.
It's cause I'm your debtor of emotions.
And every dream that is born always dies.
Maybe you already knew it, yes, but it's different
to live it inside your skin as it happened to me with you now.
My city made me find you and pay.
A song doesn't only talk about love.
From the heart, I'm still telling you this
even if you have no longer been my friend for two weeks.
One is too little, two are too many.
How many princesses did you hide in the castle?
(I love you...)
I told you so but not often.
(I love you...)
It hid from me by throwing itself into oblivion.
Three are a few, four are already too many.
How many of those things did you lock up in the castle?
(I love you...)
And yet, in every courtesy of mine, I
(I love you...)
Maybe that was yesterday but from tomorrow on, I don't know.
From tomorrow on, I don't know.
From tomorrow on, I don't know.