Who am I ...?
At times, not even I find myself:
I am the son of good fortune and fraud;
I am an expert sculptor...
Why is love so damned?
Damned love...
I am addicted to bets
and it's hard for me to lose...
I am a lover of life
and of each pleasure, the same...
And I am like that because I think...
that love is so damned!
Now that you have arrived
to open my eyes...
Everything is different!!
Now that... No longer the time worries me,
nor does whatever they may say.
Now that I have you
it's that I have to tell you...
that love is not so damned!
Damned love...
I am an artist, in excess, I confess, and perhaps
a little narcissist and shameless as well,
and I am like that because I think...
that love is so damned!
Now that you have arrived
to open my eyes...
Everything is different!!
Now that... No longer the time worries me,
nor does whatever they may say.
Now that you have arrived
to open my eyes...
Everything is different!!
Now that... No longer the time worries me,
nor does whatever they may say.
Now that I have you
it's that I have to tell you...
that love is not so damned!
Damned love...
Now that you have arrived
to open my eyes...
Everything is different!!
Now that... No longer the time worries me,
nor does whatever they may say.