I was walking in the rain sipping a soul of Genepì
but then at a corner I derail in the longing of your eyes
I don't feel so good maybe it's really the fault of those cigars
certainly if I bring you at home I hope to avoid the police
but in the meantime you kiss me and take me by the hand
with four kilos in our bag we won't go far
let's stop and look like the survivors
I wouldn't leave you alone not even a minute...
sit down, dear, make room in this train of perplexity
because what I experienced is over and there is nothing that touches me
let's not start again with the usual question about integrity
that even the smartest teacher is a huge hypocrite
what harm can this taste of wheat ever do to us
in the end we lose everything we want
after all it's only your seventh life
you played the eighth at cards...nice game
Lady O tell me who you are
Lady O you torment me
Lady O tell me what you want
in life you can change your name but not your soul
Let's continue the crazy journey in the search for an identity
life is a warm house that is built from adjustments
stop it dearest stop with all this seriousness
I'm always fifteen years old when I die in the clutches of your eyes
and as I expected he tells me I love you
but throw this shit away and maybe maybe we live
if this moment is not signed in pencil
the ship of dreams has not yet left
Lady O tell me who you are
Lady O you torment me
Lady O tell me what you want
in life you can change your name but not your soul (x2)
Lady O follow me if you want
Lady O in my torments
Lady O take what you want
take my name, life but not the soul
...please don't take my soul...

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