Conversazione Con Una Triste Signora Blu (Live)
Happy to contradict you again
sad blue lady;
it's not life that inspires songs,
as you believe...
it's the songs that force life
to be as it is
and as it is not...
And then, you'll ask me, why do we cry?
What do we remember?
that feelings at this point, feelings,
are just crap...
and instead no, and instead no,
look how I can make you suffer
with a fiction...
feel here this passion!

You, where will you be
to despair the flight
of my years?
And still where
will you get lost
from all this loving you
that comes at evening
and dies?

And then sad blue lady all the stories
are born finished:
I've already decided them all
just for having imagined them...
and living is something like pretending
to have forgotten...
and remembering

you will leave me
because I'm writing now
that you will go away...
and then you,
at that moment,
will repeat a pain
that I am already living:
and there is nothing,
there will never be anything
that hasn't been, before,
in the heart.