The shirt of Bologna
Seven days out of seven
Few walkings, many dribbling
How many broken glasses
An evil and boring God
Taken going to doctrine
As a severe referee whistled
All reasons
...To say, to do, to kiss
To eye, this the pall that can save us
Instead it was some songs
To save us
That came from the radio of Silvia
You were sitting to search for the stations
How funny was Luca while trying
To hold your hand
I couldn't help making fun of you but I understood
That something strange was happening
...And how it's strange to meet you
Silvia, wait
Wait, I'd like to talk with you
Silvia, you know
You know, that Luca uses drugs again
Silvia, you know
You know, that Luca uses drugs again
Silvia, who knows
Who knows if you still think of Luca
Silvia, you know
That Luca is at home and he's not well
The professors never asked
If we were happy
Silvia, you laughed and joked
Luca instead never spoke
How smells Bologna in the evening
Evenings of May
Luca who took beatings from the big ones
To show that he had courage
...To say, to do, to kiss
Sure, but you can't stop the time
The other day I wound an excuse
To speak with him
"Hey Luca, it has been a long time..."
"Yes, ok, but let me go now"
I didn't think to have been violent
But he started to tremble
He looked me with dull eyes
He wasn't able to speak
...And now how we will do
We didn't have to go far...
Silvia, you know
You know, that Luca uses drugs again
Silvia, you know
You know, that Luca uses drugs again
Silvia, who knows
Who knows if you still think of Luca
Silvia, you know
That Luca is at home and he's not well