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What Is The Difference
How do you know that I was thinking of you now
How do you know I do not do else for a while
In the deeper silence and in every moment
I would need you a lot...
The most beautiful season is the love, you know it
And I like to remember it with you
You who do not know now...you who do not exist now...
Sitting here to listen it with me...
Sitting here to listen it with me...
I have already cried for you, you have already cired for me....thousand nights
and thousand nights more...to speak of you...To search in you...
a imagine
it is the love that matters....and not this shame that I have
for not to forget
In a day like that..., I would not know even where to hide
what is the difference...between loving and harming oneself...
what is the difference...
what is the difference....what is the difference...between loving and harming oneself
what is the difference...
How do you know that I was waiting now....
how do you know that I do not do else for a while
when the wind speaks to me, when the void is tormented
I would still need you
seasons...from here...I have felt them to pass
I who have been able to watch the time
there is nothing that runs...without never devastating
there is not an heart that will not die
I have already cried for you... you have already cired for me....thousand nights
and thousand nights more...to speak of you...To search in you...
a imagine
it is the love that matters....and not this shame that I have
for not to forget
In a day like that... I would not know even where to hide
what is the difference...between loving and harming oneself what is the difference
what is the difference
Letmesleep✕
Biagio Antonacci: Κορυφαία 3
| 1. | Pazzo di lei |
| 2. | Mio fratello |
| 3. | Quanto tempo e ancora |
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