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Bulgaro
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Inglese
117
117
Time cures,
but I die every day
You don't have a problem with that
You seem to be better off without me
I am so sorry, so sorry
I know that loving you is not possessing you, possessing you
I just hope, I just hope
to keep you
but I am going crazy, just crazy
Hey,
sometimes I envy the sea,
that touches your face instead of me,
sometimes I envy the earth,
that kisses your feet.
I haven't see you for a while,
were there a lot of days passing by?
Exactly 117,
but who is counting them?
In a half empty house,
lives a half empty man
that thinks about you - how he had met you once.
I am so sorry, so sorry
I know that loving you is not possessing you, possessing you
I just hope, I just hope
to keep you
but I am going crazy, just crazy
Hey,
sometimes I envy the sea,
that touches your face instead f me
sometimes I envy the earth
that kisses your feet
And I envy the bed,
that touches you through the night,
envy your favorite blouse,
that hugs you through the day.
And from the old scar,
that left at least a wound.
I envy you from everything since you left
Hey,
sometimes I envy the sea,
that touches your face instead of me
sometimes I envy the earth
that kisses your feet
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