Wednesday, 23 July 2008

Basta così!

If this is the last time
I'm kissing you goodbye,
let it be a perfect kiss,
one that flashes by when you die.

If this is our final moment,
leave out your looks of pity.
Just hold me, with your arms and
your awful eyes and find me pretty.

I wish me saying 'ti amo'
could make you want to say
'let's say goodbye for the rest
of our lives' and stay.

But you'd said goodbye
a long time ago.
Each new 'ciao' brings back the memories of the day
you first kissed me
and makes me wonder when exactly I scared you away.

If I'm never to see you again,
does loving you fiercely for a year and a day
count as burning up fast,
or did we fade away?

I wish me saying 'ti amo'
could make you want to say
'let's say goodbye for the rest
of our lives' and stay.

But you'd said goodbye
a long time ago.
Each new 'ciao' brings back the memories of the day
you first kissed me
and makes me wonder when exactly I scared you away.

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