Maurizio Monti - L' Amore

Morire Tra Le Viole

Sotto il sole col vestito leggero
Che un vento caldo le stringeva più addosso
Forte respirò col suo piccolo seno
Le sue mani pronte e gli occhi chiusi senza più paura

Tanto bella
Da concedersi all'amore
E dormire sotto il sole
E morire tra le viole
E morire tra le viole

C'è la nebbia, non si vede ad un metro
Guido con rabbia, sono stanco e seccato
Entro in casa e lei sta mangiando una mela
Mi sorride e dice: "Amore, domani è primavera"

Tanto bella
Da fermare quel momento
Un amore sotto il sole
E morire tra le viole
E morire tra le viole

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Writer(s): Maurizio Monti
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