Marco has departed and he won't be back
the morning train arrives and he's no longer there
It's like a metal heart trying to find its soul
below the raining sky that turns the city gray
At school nothing is sadder than his empty desk
I close my eyes to see him sitting next to me
The distance takes a chance trying to tear apart
two hearts that share a beat that keeps them warm
Perhaps you think of me sometimes
your friends see sadness in your eyes
and that is why you hide from them
the tears that set you free at night
When in your room you close the door
to feel me near you hold on to your pillow
then you start to cry with only one thing in your mind:
la solitudine
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