Words can hurt, can hurt, are mines, explosive charges!
...
The words, however, can cure (well, I do not like dogmas, the absolute and incontrovertible truth)
The Your words hurt,
are as sharp thorns as sharp blades are sharp
and put into the girls mouth,
can hurt, can hurt, make me think so.
not understand, not understand!
Your reasons are bad, you're good
how to hit!
find many words you know, while I do not know what to say ...
Your words are mine, I hear
exploded in the yard, instead of daisies
now
there are explosives! Two long and romantic lives
divided ...
... these rhymes.
Your lips are sick, I know,
lips do not have to eat, but oh
hunger for love can heal
, dammit! With the words,
yes, that hurt, they bleed, but
not die!
Ah, Your words are mine, I hear
exploded in the yard, instead of daisies
now
ci sono cariche esplosive!
Due lunghe e romantiche vite
due lunghe e romantiche vite!
Due lunghe e romantiche vite divise...
... dalle parole!
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