Negramaro - Estate
Poised between saints and false gods
supported by
senseless desire
equilibrium and rest on the thread here
a razor to dry
words that I have stretched now, and never tell
do not feel that I shudder while singing this stupid
hide
joy when I look
do not feel that I shudder while singing is the sign
of a summer that I could never finish
poised
of all I would like my
not feel like
quell'insensata
balance
that leaves me here on the edge of a razor to draw
somersaults in midair that I will never
do not feel that I shudder while singing
hide this
joy when I look stupid
do not feel that I shudder while singing
is the sign of a summer that I wish would never end
poised between saints
and do not pay much time passes and
spend as you know
poised
and meanwhile time passes and you'll never go
hide this stupid fun when
I do not feel that you look
hand tremble as it is the sign of a summer
that I could not go on forever!
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