Dostoevsky
I wanted to be Dostoevsky to bend the words
For every fold, every distance, every reflection that break the heart
with you I wanted to steal the water from the Moon
Orlando How I lost my mind and I'm also lucky.
I wanted to erase from your eyes that boredom and loneliness that
But then I gave too many things for granted and do not follow you more
As rain also love a refreshing season hostile
As the rain then the love is destined to end.
The most important things as we always say the voiceless
Just look at the glass of a pardon or under a pulse of light
And the truth did not cry tears, no spectators or refuge
We lost and found in a glass in a shipwreck.
I wanted to be Dostoevsky to bend the words
For every fold, every distance, every reflection that we messed up the heart
with you I wanted to steal the water of Luna
But how many time I lost and I'm also lucky.
(text by M. Bubola, music by M. Bubola and P. Fabrizi)
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