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Translation
What Did You Put In The Coffee?
You told me 'Come to me
The winter is hot over me'
You don't feel the coldness
In this city of ours
'Why don't you come to me?
It will be just you and me
I can offer you a coffee
What's wrong with that?'
But what did you put in the coffee
That I drank over you?
Now there's something different
In me
If there's a poison, I'll die
But it will be sweet, by your side
Because love, that didn't exist
Now exists
I don't even know which day it is
But I'll be with you everyday
You know that it's an habit
That I can't lose
But what did you put in the coffee
That I drank over you?
Now there's something different
In me
If there's a poison, I'll die
But it will be sweet, by your side
Because love, that didn't exist
Now exists
This morning, dear, thinking of you
The first flower told me
That the winter is passing now
But you stay with me
But what did you put in the coffee
That I drank over you?
Now there's something different
In me
If there's a poison, I'll die
But it will be sweet, by your side
Because love, that didn't exist
Now exists
Don Juan✕
Malika Ayane: Top 3
| 1. | Senza fare sul serio |
| 2. | Cosa hai messo nel caffè? |
| 3. | Come foglie |
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