Paolo Conte
Miscellaneous
But Si TâA VoâScurdà
Today I don't feel like potatoes
every whim is no longer there, every whim is no longer there it's more...
just to enjoy, a few crumbs...
but the whim is no longer there, but the whim is no longer there...
Eating you should, kill this penziere,
roasted meat is caribou, roasted meat is caribouâ¦
is it good, a glass is niro wine?â¦
it's so as not to think about it more, it's so as not to think about it...
But if you're dark, you're a free thinker, let's go...
/>That odalisca of yours, smiles and lies,
meezzâandâdamasks and thirst is laxââ¦
swimming quickly with a critical eye
look at her, suspiraâthis cityââ¦
Sinnoâcâarritruvamme all over again andâdtwelve:
you don't know how stupid it is, you don't even know it you know she's scurdaâ, don't you cchiùâ¦
Chilla has andâ dazed looks
she acts like an Indian, or more or less
she acts like an Indian, or more downâ¦
No pienza, and this is rude,
it is not an indication of virtue
it is not an indication of virtueâ¦
we could define her as a braggart,
/>yes, but keep it to yourself
yes, but keep it to yourself...
But perhaps it is appropriate to say catastrophe,
right, right, sientâamme
right, right, sientâammeâ¦
Playing bridge, I see you arranteâ¦
absent-mindedly you move...neh, si tâa voâ scurdà â "Words and music"

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