You're in my head
If only I knew where I put it!
I lost it, I lost it
You're in my shoes
I pound you at every instant
But no location exists where you're not present
and this heart doesn't lie
Francesco,
time flies when we're together
Francesco,
between my hands, I only have prayers
Francesco,
Is there still room there near you?
You'll soon get tired of enduring
the exhausting wait of my courage.
You're in my pockets,
in every one, where you leave traces
My Anita, Anita
in Roma antica1
I wonder where you ended up
Beyond the desert or in a forest
You've been missing since I met you
Francesco,
time flies when we're together
Francesco,
between my hands, I only have prayers
Francesco,
Is there still room there near you?
You'll soon get tired of enduring
the exhausting wait of my courage.
If I don't see you, you don't exist.
If you don't see me, you won't resist.
If I don't see you, you don't exist.
Francesco,
time flies when we're together
Francesco,
between my hands, I only have prayers
Francesco,
Is there still room there near you?
You'll soon get tired of enduring
the exhausting wait of my courage.
1. Ancient Rome, but also when she sings it it sounds like "romantica" (the feminine version of the adjective for "romantic") and I believe this was done on purpose