Alle vittime dell'11 dell'attentato March. Stependa the gruppo inglese canzone "La Oreja de Van Gogh"
(considering che non mi fa pubblicare youtube video nessun gruppo il link diretto metterò ...)
If more pretty and a bit cleverer,
If special, if magazine,
would have the courage to cross the car
And wondering who you are.
You sit in front and you can not imagine
I carry for you my pretty skirt,
And see you throw a glass
yawn my eyes are flooded.
suddenly look at me, look at you and sigh, I close my eyes
your box sight, just breathe I do
tiny
And I start to shake.
pass this way on Monday to Friday,
Like the swallows of the poem by Becquer,
From station to station
In front of you and me comes and goes silent.
suddenly look at me, look at you and sigh, I close my eyes
you look away, just breathe I do
tiny
And I start to shake.
And then it happens, wake up my lips, stammered
utter your name, I suppose you think
dumbest girl,
And I want to die.
But time stops,
You go saying,
"I still do not know you and I missed you under "
Every morning I choose to reject the direct and the train.
And we're almost there, my life has changed,
A special day this March 11,
take my hand, come to a tunnel
It turns out the light.
I find your face with my hands, I become brave and kiss you on the lips, say you love me and I give you the last breath of my heart