Nostalgia

The night came down upon Us 
The brave were left alone 
Though life was loud and crowded 
Some people never spoke 
The digging out the traumas 
The growing of our hopes 

And we’ll turn into a radio song 
We’ll forget those red eyes and silly alibies 
We’ll say life is a song and It’s one you could 
Whistle and dance to It 
Dance to It Dance to It Dance to It… 

The night came down upon Us 
We found ourelves alone 
The hiding all the traumas 
The reasons We’d asked for 

And we’ll turn into a radio song 
We’ll forget those red eyes and silly alibies 
We’ll say life is a song and It’s one you could 
Whistle and dance to It 
Dance to It Dance to It Dance to It… 

Oh where have those good times gone? 
You should have been given more should 
Have been given love 

And we’ll turn into a radio song 
We’ll forget those red eyes and silly alibies 
We’ll say life is a song and It’s one you could 
Whistle and dance to It 
Dance to It Dance to It Dance to It…

Elisa

Questa la ascolterei avvolto negli odori della mia infanzia.
Come quello delle brioche calde e fragranti. 

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3 commenti to “Nostalgia”

  1. nostalgia ogni fottuta volta.

    Adam
    chiudigliocchi.wordpress.com

  2. Elisa è stata capace di grandi emozioni. Auguri di cuore caro Sir!

  3. Io ho un solo odore dell’infanzia: Nicotina!

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