| Marco is gone and never comes back
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| The seven thirty train without him
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| It is a metal heart without a soul
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| In the cold of the gray city morning
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| At school the desk is empty, Marco is inside me
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| Her breath of him is sweet among my thoughts
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| Huge distances seem to divide us
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| But the heart beats strong inside me
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| Who knows if you will think of me
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| If you never talk to your parents
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| If you hide like me
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| You escape the gaze and you stay
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| Locked in your room and you don't want to eat
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| Hold the pillow tightly to you
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| You cry you don't know
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| How much more harm will loneliness do to you
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| Marco in my diary I have a photograph
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| You have the eyes of a slightly shy child
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| I hold her tight to my heart and I feel that you are there
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| Among the tasks of English and mathematics
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| Your father and his advice of him what monotony
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| He with his work took you away
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| He certainly never asked for your opinion
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| He said: "one day you will understand me"
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| Who knows if you will think of me
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| If you talk to friends
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| So as not to suffer any more for me
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| But it's not easy you know
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| I can't go to school anymore
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| And the afternoons without you
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| Studying all ideas is useless
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| It crowded on you
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| It is not possible to divide
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| The life of the two of us
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| Please wait for me my love
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| But I don't know how to deceive you
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| The loneliness between us
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| This silence inside me
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| It is the restlessness of living
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| Life without you
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| Please wait for me why
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| I can not live without you
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| It is not possible to divide
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| The story of the two of us
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| The loneliness between us
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| This silence inside me
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| It is the restlessness of living
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| Life without you
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| Please wait for me why
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| I can not live without you
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| It is not possible to divide
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| The story of the two of us
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| Loneliness |