E non ricordi cosa desiderare
Non c'è niente dentro me qui a Varanasi
Perchè dentro ci sei tu, la mia Varanasi Baby
Sai che io non penso più a nessuno
Sai che io non voglio più nessuno
Non ho niente dentro finchè dentro tu ci sei
Anche se non ricordo più il sapore che hai Varanasi Baby
Ora so che ogni uomo trova la sua dannazione
Un rettile può cambiar pelle ma non cambia il cuore
Ma soffri solo a while and then not to suffer more
I have nothing inside, why you're here in Varanasi Baby
Tonight I saw the first shooting star of my life. I was on the roof of my house to smoke. I was there, and I made a mental balance of the week. Meanwhile I looked at the sky at one point I saw something like a piece of a star that broke away from each other and splashing off in another direction. I know that in the reality of outer space is not exactly what happened, but never mind. I instinctively made a wish. Then, immediately after, I thought, but how the fuck is that I saw the first three decades?
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