There’s like a new feeling
That chases me and presents itself
In this house, in this story
On this nameless day
Like an ancient enthusiasm
While in the middle of this square
I’m laughing at the thought of myself
A beautiful girl
One should translate themselves
Find a good publisher
To then cut down the speeches
That over time are just noise
For some time now I prefer
To go to bed early
But in the morning when it’s fresh
Early in the morning I go out, I go out
And I head toward the river
That I like to remember
An old friend and his stories
That made me laugh
Your smile and the word
That made me feel good
Like now that I get lost
In front of this river
And I find empty streets
And thoughts without anything
Without anything different
Than my wasted time
I have a passionate heart
Almost cheerful, almost sad
That almost always rests
On something that already exists
There’s like a new feeling
That finds me disoriented
In the small details
Of a beautiful day
Like an ancient enthusiasm
While the wall of a house
Is stretching my shadow
That stretches and rests
I’ve been preferring for a while
To go to bed early
But at night sometimes I dream
And at night sometimes I go out, I go out
And I like to remember
That old romantic movie
Where he was so handsome
That the hours flew by
Your smile and your word
That made me feel good
Like now that I get lost
In front of this river
And I find empty streets
And thoughts without anything
Without anything different
Than my wasted time
With an ancient enthusiasm
In the middle of this square
I’m laughing at the thought of myself
A beautiful girl
For some time now I go
To bed always early
But in the morning when it’s fresh
Early in the morning I go out, I go out
Ornella Vanoni - Una bellissima ragazza