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Baustelle - Un romantico a Milano dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre


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A romantic in Milan

Mum
what about a romantic in Milan?
Among the Manzonis I prefer the real one: Piero
 
Read
in the Corriere della Sera there's a maniac
for the gypsy of Brera his hand
is black
 
Flee
why do you, there is no way to run
I have a fever, but I'll take you for a drink
that's nothing, no worries, just the heart
Porta Ticinese, it rains under the sunshine
when a dandy dies, out there a flower is born
girls queue to glimpse
his tomb with the inscription:
 
'I love you
I love you, but I hate you
I love you all
is it good or bad, I don't know
I love you
I love you, but I hate you
I love you all
is it good or bad, that's all it is'
 
Pardon me
what do you make of a romantic at the Scala?
When he sings the songs of the mob, he drinks
almost a hundred thousand Montenegro and Bloody Maries
yellow loafer and light-dark feelings
 
My dear
I shall write on the tablecloths of the Navigli
how much joy, how many days and mistakes
it's so cold inside my lungs
so much pain
that is nothing, that is nothing
let it be
if the Virgin Mary dies a flower is born
he doesn't want his girlfriend to read
the inscription, those bitter sentences
his tomb with the words on it
 
'I love you
I love you, but I hate you
I love you all
is it good or bad, I don't know
I love you
I love you, but I hate you
I love you all
is it good or bad, that's all it is'
 
Weed can harm you if you smoke it lacking style.
 


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