Ti vedo ancora, fermo ad aspettare dietro la door.
Your image remained imprinted there, where it now remains empty.
Your steps have given way to a shadow.
are now a path in my soul.
the head and on your skin feel "ron ron."
A love song.
While all around it moves, makes noise of living memory,
I see your eyes to me, the purity of your eyes.
In that look was all there. There was mixed
the agreement and a strange and mysterious exchange of knowledge unique and unrepeatable.
You have been a gift from God in my hand.
Your image remained imprinted there, where it now remains empty.
Your steps have given way to a shadow.
are now a path in my soul.
the head and on your skin feel "ron ron."
A love song.
While all around it moves, makes noise of living memory,
I see your eyes to me, the purity of your eyes.
In that look was all there. There was mixed
the agreement and a strange and mysterious exchange of knowledge unique and unrepeatable.
You have been a gift from God in my hand.
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