If you met on the street I can not talk to me
locks the words I can not look
in your eyes I feel insane if I could amplify
the beat of my heart feel
a drummer in a band of heavy metal
and that is why I'm here because I
front is much easier to sing a song that maybe you feel
the walls and people
rather than call you and tell you all face to face
risking making a fool;
I'm shy but love gives me
courage to tell you that since I saw you always
May and May, the world is beautiful and inviting colors
but still on the trees there are only flowers
is said that sooner or later become well
fruits and then what do you do ? greedily aspects
aspects that desire is shared
I am here before you ask a smile, looking out the window
my love.
the balcony answer the intercom
I came here with the turntables and
with a microphone to sing along with my complex feelings
and if you want me to kiss and I'll gladly
serenade this is my challenge with destiny
I wish for life the two of us we were near a serenade
rap to tell you that you
I like how you look at me I like how you
with me: I like what your nose that blends in with the world
I like your ass so round satellite
to make every human being because I like
you're smart you can see in your hands as you move
Gettin 'thoughts and feelings are always new
in your hips are your breasts in the Dolomite Alps
I like what your taste in choosing clothes that your
be above the mode Late
you are a flower that grew on the asphalt and concrete
at the window my love, my love
at the window looking out the window
my love for you by this night I'm there
Serenata rap serenade metro
put on me I will not be a son of a bitch
not believe the things you say about me
are all a bit 'jealous
some reason I do not promise you stories of passion from script
film, novels, and I know a song
I offer you true body and blood brain
only love only love only what
Looking out the window my love my love
at the window looking out the window
my love for you this evening we are
I love that no one beloved from loving pig dog
write it on walls and subways
million inhabitants of this city
Day after day, ignoring
going on and then who knows why, because who knows how to
no one knows why, because who knows how to
two looks at a time overlap destiny
buildings, asphalt and smog becomes a garden consecrated by the exchange of people
a ring and a studio that will become a castle, looking out the window
my love.
In your hips are your breasts in the Dolomite Alps
I like what your taste in choosing clothes
this being above the fads
you are a flower that grew on the asphalt and concrete.
at the window looking out my love
love my window looking out the window looking out the window my love my love
at the window looking out the window my love my love for you to
tonight I'm here.
locks the words I can not look
in your eyes I feel insane if I could amplify
the beat of my heart feel
a drummer in a band of heavy metal
and that is why I'm here because I
front is much easier to sing a song that maybe you feel
the walls and people
rather than call you and tell you all face to face
risking making a fool;
I'm shy but love gives me
courage to tell you that since I saw you always
May and May, the world is beautiful and inviting colors
but still on the trees there are only flowers
is said that sooner or later become well
fruits and then what do you do ? greedily aspects
aspects that desire is shared
I am here before you ask a smile, looking out the window
my love.
the balcony answer the intercom
I came here with the turntables and
with a microphone to sing along with my complex feelings
and if you want me to kiss and I'll gladly
serenade this is my challenge with destiny
I wish for life the two of us we were near a serenade
rap to tell you that you
I like how you look at me I like how you
with me: I like what your nose that blends in with the world
I like your ass so round satellite
to make every human being because I like
you're smart you can see in your hands as you move
Gettin 'thoughts and feelings are always new
in your hips are your breasts in the Dolomite Alps
I like what your taste in choosing clothes that your
be above the mode Late
you are a flower that grew on the asphalt and concrete
at the window my love, my love
at the window looking out the window
my love for you by this night I'm there
Serenata rap serenade metro
put on me I will not be a son of a bitch
not believe the things you say about me
are all a bit 'jealous
some reason I do not promise you stories of passion from script
film, novels, and I know a song
I offer you true body and blood brain
only love only love only what
Looking out the window my love my love
at the window looking out the window
my love for you this evening we are
I love that no one beloved from loving pig dog
write it on walls and subways
million inhabitants of this city
Day after day, ignoring
going on and then who knows why, because who knows how to
no one knows why, because who knows how to
two looks at a time overlap destiny
buildings, asphalt and smog becomes a garden consecrated by the exchange of people
a ring and a studio that will become a castle, looking out the window
my love.
In your hips are your breasts in the Dolomite Alps
I like what your taste in choosing clothes
this being above the fads
you are a flower that grew on the asphalt and concrete.
at the window looking out my love
love my window looking out the window looking out the window my love my love
at the window looking out the window my love my love for you to
tonight I'm here.
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