BELLA - LUCIANO ROSSI -.avi

The avenue leading to your house this morning at five, was a sea a sea of silence, leaves ... and color ... the road that we saw so often run together at five this morning was a perfect read ... fists to the sky, I'm tired of waiting & Beautiful with skirts below the knee, as you were beautiful & With the clip in her hair, star-shaped The years, there are those damn in, are the years Leave us alone, and always remember We leave something that will not return You are always beautiful, time passes, You're getting old, you are beautiful with the clip in her hair, star-shaped The years, have ...... We leave .... We leave .... The avenue leading to your house this morning at five, was a sea a sea of silence, and colors of leaves fists to the sky, I'm tired of dreaming & Beautiful with skirts ... & With the clip between the the years, are ... That leave us ..... That leave us .....