Non t'amo come se fossi rosa di sale, topazio
o freccia di garofani che propagano il fuoco:
t'amo come si amano certe cose oscure,
segretamente, tra l'ombra e l'anima.

T'amo come la pianta che non fiorisce e reca
dentro di sé, nascosta, la luce di quei fiori;
grazie al tuo amore vive oscuro nel mio corpo
il concentrato aroma che ascese dalla terra.

T'amo senza sapere come, né quando, né da dove,
t'amo direttamente senza problemi né orgoglio:
così ti amo perché non so amare altrimenti

che così, in questo modo in cui non sono e non sei,
così vicino che la tua mano sul mio petto è mia,
così vicino che si chiudono i tuoi occhi col mio sonno. 

Please come love
I think I'm falling
Holding on to all I think is safe
It seems I've found the road to no where
And i'm trying to escape
I yelled back when I heard thunder
But I'm down to one last breath
And with it let me say
Let me say...

CHORUS
Hold me now
I'm 6 feet from the edge
And I'm thinkin
Maybe 6 feet ain't so far down

I'm lookin down
Now that its over
Reflecting on all of my mistakes
I thought I found the road to somewhere
Somewhere in His grace
I cried out
Heaven save me
But I'm down to one last breath
And with it let me say
Let me say
Let me say..

(CHORUS)

Hold me now
I'm 6 feet from the edge
And I'm thinkin
Maybe 6 feet ain't so far down
(repeat)

I'm so far down
Sad eyes follow me
Well I still believe there's something there for me
So please come stay with me
Cause I still believe there's something left for you and me...
you an me...you and me

Hold me now
I'm 6 feet from the edge
And I'm thinkin

Hold me now
I'm 6 feet from the edge
And I'm thinkin
Maybe 6 feet ain't so far down....
(repeat)

Please come now
I think I'm falling
Holding on to all I think is safe...
 

Mi sta distruggendo!

 

It's quiet now
and what it brings
is everything.
Comes calling back
a brilliant night
I'm still awake.
I looked ahead I'm sure I saw you there.
You don't need me to tell you now,
that nothing can compare.

You might have laughed if I told you,
you might have hidden the frown.
You might have succeeded in changing me,
i might have been turned around.
It's easier to leave than to be left behind,
leaving was never my proud.
Leaving New York never easy,
I saw the life fading out.

Now life is sweet
and what it brings
I tried to take.
The loneliness,
it wears me out,
it lies in way.
And on our lost till in my eyes,
a shadow, a necklace across your thigh,
i might have lived my life in a dream,
but i swear,
this is real.
In my future some shadows like glass
but carry your future,
forget the past
but it's you,
it's what i feel.

You might have laughed if I told you
you might have hidden the frown.
You might have succeeded in changing me
i might have been turned around.
It's easier to leave than to be left behind,
leaving was never my proud.
Leaving New York never easy,
I saw the light fading out.

You find it in your heart,
it's pulling me apart.
You find it in your heart,
change
I told you, forever,
i love you, forever.
I told you , i love you,
i love you, forever.
I told you, forever,
i love you, forever.
I told you, i love you,
i love you, forever.

You might have laughed if I told you
you might have hidden the frown.
You might have succeeded in changing me
I might have been turned around.
It's easier to leave than to be left behind,
leaving was never my proud.
Leaving New York never easy,
i saw the life fading out.
Leaving New York never easy,
i saw the light fading out.
Leaving New Nork never easy,
i saw the life fading out
 

...E lasciateci soli con la nostra brutta vita...

 

 

Non ce la fanno
i belli muoiono tra le fiamme:
sonniferi, veleno per i topi, corda,
qualunque cosa........
si strappano le braccia,
si buttano dalla finestra,
si cavano gli occhi dalle orbite,
respingono l'amore
respingono l'odio
respingono, respingono.
non ce la fanno
i belli non resistono,
sono le farfalle
sono le colombe
sono i passeri,
non ce la fanno.
una lunga fiammata
mentra i vecchi giocano a dama nel parco
una fiammata, una bella fiammata
mentre i vecchi giocano a dama nel parco
al sole
i belli si trovano all'angolo di una stanza
accartocciati tra ragni e siringhe, nel silenzio,
e non sapremo mai perchè se ne sono andati,
erano tanto
belli.
non ce la fanno
i belli muoiono giovani
e lasciano i brutti alla loro brutta vita.
amabili e vivaci: vita e suicidio e morte
mentre i vecchi giocano a dama sotto il sole
nel parco