La Vita È Una Sola, Goditela!

But I always thought you’d come back, tell me all you found was heartbreak and misery. It’s hard for me to say, I’m jealous of the way You’re happy without me

“Si sta come d’autunno sugli alberi le foglie.”

When the tables turn again, You’ll remember me my friend, You’ll be wishing I was there for you. I’ll be the one you’ll miss the most, But you’ll only find my ghost. As time goes by, You’ll wonder why, You’re all alone. So thank you for showing me, That best friends can not be trusted, And thank you for lying to me, Your friendship and good times we had you can have them back.

- Penso a voi. - Che pensate di me? - Penso alla vostra vita d'un tempo, ch'io non conosco. Avete molto sofferto? - Ho molto peccato. - E amato anche, molto? - Non so. Forse l'amore non è quale io l'ho provato. Forse io debbo ancóra amare. Non so, veramente.