Lira Versilia

White wine is the excuse
But what I want is your sway
We will dance some blues
You are not like those men

Paris the first stop
Cigarettes our mates
Thinker of the world
Tell me all the things inside your head

You never say

Pictures on the wall
Making my skin burn
No more names around
Our veins of pain

I'll try

Got no safety nets
In the words you say
Dear, poetry is your speech

Forever

Now we're quiet lying on the ground
Glory days are back and by your side
Silent singing drunk our lullabies
Soda was never enough for us

Doesn't matter if the river's dry
I am dripping other fluids
I don't want to talk a lot more now
But tomorrow we can talk about tomorrow

Don't go away...
But if you do

I'll be sitting reading all your notes
Drinking lemonade with my bare thoughts
Thinking about all these tacky words
But tomorrow doesn't matter

Doesn't matter if the river's dry
I am dripping other fluids
I don't want to talk a lot more now
But tomorrow we can talk about tomorrow



Credits
Writer(s): Antonio Hurtado Cerda, Jose Fuertes Tasquer, Ricardo Bellveser Machancoses, Raquel Adalid Munoz
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