L'aura Una Favola

There's nothing that can hurt me more
Than a forced smile and a restless presence
That scares me and weakens my defenses
When I'm in and out of the room
Neither to the right nor to the left
On the river banks that have a clear dream... Clear

The eternity of your sparse words
I've, I've written so, on a nameless piece of paper
And it has told us a transparent story

There's nothing more strange
Than the normal reflexive silence
You know that when the ice melts
The ungrateful girl doesn't know how to be gentle
Without saying love and thinking about death, clearly... Clearly

The eternity of your sparse words
I've, I've written so, on a nameless piece of paper
And it has told us a transparent story
I've, I've written so, on a nameless piece of paper
And it has told us a transparent story

Without ever counting the pages
Without ever coming to an end

I've, I've written so, on a nameless piece of paper
And it has told us a transparent story
I've, I've written so, on a nameless piece of paper
And it has told us a transparent story