You, who have occupied your council house
You, your Calabrian girl to marry
And your father did not explain you well the way of living
You, who have never understood the weight of your steps
Without projects in the drawer
And with the destiny of always having a hand of aces in poker.
Long live this life
Long live an emotion that has passed by now
Long live the bitterness of a good day
And the things to learn in this world
And long live all the kisses you have given me
The one I will become and what I have been.
You, with your packets of MS to smoke
With broadband lungs
you find yourself with a bill to pay
Because the day is lived
by faking having a right to be wrong.
Long live this life
Long live an emotion that has passed by now
Long live the bitterness of a good day
And the things to learn in this world
And long live all the kisses you have given me
The one I will become and what I have been.
You, 70 years and your velvet pants
You, the alarm rings and you liked the sound.