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sabato 24 marzo 2007 - ore 19:12
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Fossanova
Letra JP Simões, música Pedro Renato
There’s always something I must do which keeps me anxious, thrills me blue, night and day. But, no tears for the falling angels, just samba with the power rangers and waiting to the ballroom to explode (and I can hear it exploding, now). So how will I love you girl when the night is growing in my heart? I wish I’d die and then, reborn, rebuild with a master plan! Dr. Frankenstein, he knows: to be or not to be satisfied with myself. A pair of white gloves in my empty hands, the shiny eyes of cocktail supermen! You’ve got the faking Casanova! You sent me neverending signs to speed on highways to your heart – I’ve got green lights on fire! But then you said: “You think you’re some exotic bird in the world? I wasn’t born to be your the housekeeper of your soul! Not Me!”. So how will I love you girl when the night is growing in my heart? I wish I’d die and then, reborn, rebuild with master plans! Dr. Frankenstein, he knows: to be or not to be satisfied with myself. A pair of white gloves in my empty hands, the shiny eyes of cocktail supermen! You’ve got the faking Casanova! For you, specially!
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