Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Due, artist - Il Teatro Degli Orrori.
Date of issue: 29.10.2009
Song language: Italian
Due(original) |
Eravamo in due, |
E sono rimasta sola. |
Persa in un bicchiere di troppo, |
Naufraga in toilette per signore. |
Cerco disperatamente qualche cosa che, |
Che mi manca tanto. |
I love you baby, |
Com’era bello fare all’amore con te. |
Come son belle le illusioni, |
Ed i pensieri tristi, |
E le canzoni degli anni settanta, |
E quella voglia di andare via, |
Ed il desiderio di restare |
Ed il nobile orizzonte del mare Ionio |
Che se ne va via verso l’Africa |
Ogni santo giorno. |
I love you baby, |
Com’era bello fare all’amore con te. |
Com’era bello averti |
E pensare potesse forse essere per sempre. |
L’interminabile solitudine del sentirsi soli |
A volte gioca brutti scherzi. |
Un giorno credi vada tutto bene, |
E l’indomani vorresti ucciderti. |
Eravamo in due, |
E sono rimasta sola. |
Persa in un bicchiere di troppo, |
Naufraga in toilette per signore. |
Cerco disperatamente qualche cosa che, |
Che mi manca tanto. |
I love you baby, |
Com’era bello fare all’amore con te. |
Com’era bello averti |
E pensare potesse forse essere per sempre. |
Per sempre cosa? |
Guardati intorno |
E dimmi se c'è qualcosa che possa mai durar per sempre. |
Tutto quanto è destinato a scomparire. |
E questa è una società caduca, |
Checché ne dicano Marx o Weber. |
Gesù, Giuseppe e Maria, |
Abbiate pietà dell' anima mia, |
Non si vive ogni giorno, |
Non si può morire sempre. |
(translation) |
There were two of us, |
And I was left alone. |
Lost in one glass too many, |
Shipwrecked in the ladies' toilet. |
I am desperately looking for something that, |
That I miss it so much. |
I love you baby, |
How nice it was to make love with you. |
How beautiful are the illusions, |
And the sad thoughts, |
And the songs of the seventies, |
And that desire to go away, |
And the desire to stay |
And the noble horizon of the Ionian sea |
Who goes away to Africa |
Every holy day. |
I love you baby, |
How nice it was to make love with you. |
How nice it was to have you |
And to think it could possibly be forever. |
The interminable loneliness of feeling alone |
Sometimes he plays tricks. |
One day you think everything is fine, |
And the next day you would like to kill yourself. |
There were two of us, |
And I was left alone. |
Lost in one glass too many, |
Shipwrecked in the ladies' toilet. |
I am desperately looking for something that, |
That I miss it so much. |
I love you baby, |
How nice it was to make love with you. |
How nice it was to have you |
And to think it could possibly be forever. |
Forever what? |
Look around |
And tell me if there is anything that can ever last forever. |
Everything is destined to disappear. |
And this is a fleeting society, |
Whatever Marx or Weber say. |
Jesus, Joseph and Mary, |
Have mercy on my soul, |
You don't live every day, |
You can't always die. |