Martèi scuri, blù,
i zàiga i mè làori.
Spinade sul cör
Prugnoli scuri, blu, | tormentano le mie labbra. | Graffi sul cuore
dark sloes – blue-coloured –
torture my lips like scratches,
etched onto my heart
(pöc e revèrs)
Vorrei saper dipingere le cose per come sono ma, alle volte, le vedo solo con i pensieri.
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