Превод: Paolo Conte. Simpati - СИМпатия.
Scusa belleza mia si sa che poi si fa si fa per simpatia di grandi incontri simpati - simpatia ma che lusinga tu mi dai scandalo acrobazia appassionante
: Scusa belleza mia si sa che poi si fa si fa per simpatia di grandi incontri simpati - simpatia ma che lusinga tu mi dai scandalo acrobazia appassionante
Get hot, get too close to the flame Wild, open space Talk like an open book Sign me up Got no time to take a picture I'll remember someday all the chances
Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and fate I was 'round
Running out of breath Chasing down the big parade, rising up my hand, thought I'd beg the marching band to play, for me all of these illusions, they
I know that I've been mad in love before And how it could be with you Really hurt me, baby, really hurt me, baby How can you have a day without a night
of true. Bitten into sympathy and made to flex with you. You control my weather and control behind my eyes. Magnitude be simply simply simply simp. The
Unit three thousand twenty one is warming Makes a humming sound when its circuits duplicate emotions And a sense of coldness detaches As it tries to comfort
And my words will be here when I'm gone As I'm fading away against the wind And the words you left me, linger on As I'm failing again now, never to change
I was afraid you'd hit me if I'd spoken up I was afraid of your physical strength I was afraid you'd hit below the belt I was afraid of your sucker punch
SYMPATHY Writers Bobby Bare, Charlie Williams Oh well, I look in your eyes And what do I see Well, I don't see love All I see is sympathy Before she
{Ladies and Gentlemen, Hobos and Tramps Cross eyed mosquitoes and bowlegged ants I'm here before you to stand behind you To tell you something, I know
Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long time Stole many a man's soul and faith I was around
I know I come to you only when in need I'm not the best believer, not the most deserving But all I have, all I am, all I can for him I beg you on bended
Right now no song on the radio could be too stupid for my heart Wind me up and let me walk... I've got no strategy but to suck up the sear and tear the