Skyscrapers my love
They don't tickle God
And there is nothing truer than the truth
Not the darkness is blacker than black.
I come from wherever you want
/>I come to be with us
It's a window on this city
It will be enough for the two of us too.
America
If this love here is not America.
America
If you want I'll only wake you up on Sundays.
The stars and the blue
With the sky as a flag there's a lot more
And then you can walk at night while breathing.
America
If you open that door there is America.
America
And I sing a neurasthenic song.
I'm there
And woe to those who touch my beautiful love oh no
Because you are mine
Because you are not the first but you are the last...
Na na na na na.
What do I do with you
How do I explain why
I see beyond this adventure
There is the darkness that scares you
This is such a night
Italian night from the movies
Full of stars of songs and poetry
Night that brings joy.
America
If this love of mine is not America.
America
I will compose words for you and music.
It's really me
And woe betide anyone who touches you, my dear love, oh no
Because you are mine
Because you are not the first but you are the last.
America
If you open that door there is America.
America
I sing a neurasthenic song.
America

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