| September will not be enough to forget the sea
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| The things we said to each other
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| We are not those loves that consume the summer, which promise half the truth
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| The horoscope tells me that I will not meet you again
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| But those who believe in it most skyrocket
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| I feel myself walking hanging by a thread in the middle of a storm
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| I wait for you to save me
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| I don't want to have you among the memories of a summer
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| I don't know how to dream of you, I really want to live you
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| I really want to kiss you
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| Really talk to us
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| Maybe to hate you but really
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| I don't want to have you among the photos of a summer
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| I can't go on without really believing it
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| I really want to fill you up
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| Really enough
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| Maybe until you really get lost
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| Life makes you smile, it bores and then upsets the projects we have made
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| And all good intentions dissolve with salt
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| Bringing you to the usual reality
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| Instinct suggests sooner or later you will look for me, but
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| Those who believe in destiny the most
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| I feel myself walking hanging by a thread in the middle of a storm
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| I wait for you to save me
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| I don't want to have you among the memories of a summer
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| I don't know how to dream of you, I really want to live you
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| I really want to kiss you
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| Really talk to us
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| Maybe to hate you but really
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| I don't want to have you among the photos of a summer
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| I can't go on without really believing it
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| I really want to fill you up
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| Really enough
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| Maybe until you get lost
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| Really really really really
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| Maybe until you get lost
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| I don't want to have you among the memories of a summer
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| I don't know how to dream of you I want to really live you
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| I really want to be enough for you, to really satiate you
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| Really kiss you
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| Really talk to each other maybe until you really get lost |