Tiziano Ferro: Centoundici (eng)

You say you're moved by anything A child smiling to the mist of dawn And you say your dreams are a little thing You find'em turned into paper in the morning Between the boredom and the magic of a dull day During a lonely nightwalk Going through the difficulties of poeple who smile and cry There are poeple like you who skim divinity They'll tell you you're not the same Cause they can't recognize you They'll tell you you're not as sweet as you used to be Cause love knows how to hide But you... Talk dream dance Keep on singing Give your love non-stop And write it whlile you believe it It's one-hundred and eleven kilos of fantasy And you say that, that song of mine moves you The one dealing with sex and love In its 4 minutes you listen and open your heart And you dream about feeling normal, you too Between the red lights and the smog of a grey day Your breakfast at the bar, absentminded and lonely You listen to the encoded messages in your heart one morning On the underground rails of city angels They'll tell you you're not the same Cause they can't recognize you They'll tell you you're not as sweet as you used to be Cause love knows how to hide But you... Talk dream dance Keep on singing Give your love non-stop And write it whlile you believe it It's one-hundred and eleven kilos of fantasy Cause if an individual can let your appear as a sain Tell him you always want to remain a cat And TV is everybody's empty drink Go your own way If others look at your face suspiciously It's because they don't know much about respect And they all wish to see you rolling Let them talk... Let them talk... They'll tell you you're not the same Cause they can't recognize you They'll tell you you're not as sweet as you used to be Cause love knows how to hide But you... Talk dream dance Keep on singing Give your love non-stop And write it whlile you believe it It's one-hundred and eleven kilos of fantasy