Текст песни Tizziano Ferro - Ed ero contentissimo

Here you are left alone,
She returned to work, but do not go to bed:
Think about it, what you gonna do now?
Everything goes on as usual,
I am no longer interfere,
Tell me what you think up this time?

You can imagine,
That is not the time,
You can imagine,
That all has faded,
You can imagine,
Now what you have become more than myself appreciate.
You can imagine,
What you are now strong,
And with a smile, close your doors,
And find an excuse
Another excuse
Another...

And I was so happy: standing under the house, a latecomer,
And I am waiting for you:
Squeeze my hand and fly!
And you, too, was happy,
When we looked at the Amsterdam and you were unimportant rain,
And that candle? She was beautiful,
It causes a whole series of memories.
Sooner or later I'll tell you,
What ever you are not admitted, how happy I was,
And he asked quietly: more, more, more!

You consoled with friends,
And time flies by,
But the tone is docked.
Are you close to me has always been hot,
But sooner or later
Are you still convinced himself

In fact, that without me you warmer
Maybe it will be better,
And you'll smile a little more often,
A little more often.

And I was so happy: standing under the house, a latecomer,
And I am waiting for you:
Squeeze my hand and fly!
And you, too, was happy,
When we looked at the Amsterdam and you were unimportant rain,
And that candle? She was beautiful,
It causes a whole series of memories.
Sooner or later I'll tell you,
What ever you are not admitted, how happy I was,
And he asked quietly: more, more, more!

Yet,

And I'll always be in my thoughts with you,
When you're going bad,
And the happy moments
I just stay away.
After all, I always prayed to the sky,
To surround you joy and love.

And in the end,

I was so happy: standing under the house, a latecomer,
And I am waiting for you:
Squeeze my hand and fly!
And you, too, was happy,
When we looked at the Amsterdam and you were unimportant rain,
And that candle? She was beautiful,
It causes a whole series of memories.
Sooner or later I'll tell you,
What ever you are not admitted, how happy I was,
And he asked quietly: more, more, more!

And I was so happy, but never to you this is not admitted,
And inside all crying, more, more, more.

Ora che sarai un po 'sola
Tra il lavoro e le lenzuola
Presto dimmi tu come farai?
Ora che tutto va a caso
Ora non sono più un peso
Dimmi quali scuse inventerai?

Inventerai che non hai tempo
Inventerai che tutto è spento
Inventerai che ora ti ami un po 'di più
Inventerai che ora sei forte
E chiuderai tutte le porte
Ridendo troverai una scusa
Una in più ..

Ed ero contentissimo in ritardo sotto casa ed io che ti aspettavo
Stringimi la mano e poi partiamo ...
In fondo eri contentissima quando guardando Amsterdam non ti importava
della pioggia che cadeva ...
solo una candela era bellissima
e il ricordo del ricordo che ci suggeriva
che comunque tardi o prima ti dirò
che ero contentissimo
ma non te l'ho mai detto che chiedevo
Dio ancora
Ancora
Ancora

Qualche cosa ti consola
Con gli amici il tempo vola
Ma qualcosa che non torna c 'è
C 'è che ho freddo e non mi copro
C 'è che tanto prima o dopo
Convincendoti ci crederai

Ci crederai che fa più caldo
Da quando non mi hai ormai più accanto
E forse è meglio
perché sorridi un po 'di po' di più
un po 'di più ...

Ed ero contentissimo in ritardo sotto casa ed io che ti aspettavo
Stringimi la mano e poi partiamo ...
In fondo eri contentissima quando guardando Amsterdam non ti importava
della pioggia che cadeva ...
solo una candela era bellissima
e il ricordo del ricordo che ci suggeriva
che comunque tardi o prima ti dirò
che ero contentissimo
ma non te l'ho mai detto che chiedevo
Dio