I'd like to see you smile
Spend hours watching you sleep
While the world spins in vain
I take my time
The old man spends his time in loneliness
In the middle of pigeons in the Piazza da Se
The sunset invades the floor of the apartment
Your lips are red
How gentle are your eyes
See that everything can backtrack
That that old man could be me
That in the depths of the soul is loneliness
And a chill that begs for a cuddle
Your lips are red
They almost burn me
How gentle are your eyes
Languid face
Your lips are red
They almost burn me
How gentle are your eyes
Languid face