It's not worth so much pain
So much pain for that woman
Playing the viola in the kitchen
Honestly reflect.
I want a girlfriend who lives in the neighborhood
Touch her the doorbell, taking her for a walk
Playing tricks with my father-in-law
And her mother's ravioli.
Drinking fernet at Bonni's
French fries that are good for me
And the neighborhood from glass to glass
Lost in stories from years ago.
And at night a polenta
With a pâté to snack on
Oh this one A life that is well lived
How well it is lived without working.

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