Текст и перевод песни Cristiano Malgioglio - A che serve volare

A che serve volare

A CHE SERVE VOLARE
Veloce come il vento io correvo verso te.
La strada sempre uguale scompariva agli occhi miei,
Ma a che serve volare, sempre volare,
Quando l′amore non aspetta più te. (Strum.)
Ti vedevo nello specchio eri bella come allora.
Sembravi la regina del tramonto e dell'aurora,
Ma a che serve volare, sempre volare,
Quando l′amore non aspetta più te. (Strum.)
Ma nel fondo di ogni uomo la speranza sempre c'e'.
Per questo che correvo come il vento verso te.
Io volevo credere a un miracolo, chissà,
Io volevo credere a un miracolo ma
Ma a che serve volare, sempre volare,
Quando l′amore non aspetta più te. (Strum.)
Io tornavo lentamente dopo avere visto te.
La strada del ritorno era lunga come mai,
Ma a che serve volare, sempre volare,
Tanto il mio amore non mi vuole mai più.
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Se veloce come il vento io correvo verso te
Piangendo come un bimbo io tornavo a casa mia,
Ma a che serve volare, sempre volare,
Quando l′amore non aspetta più me. (Strum.)
A cosa serve volare. A cosa serve volare.

And What Is the Point of Flying

AND WHAT IS THE POINT OF FLYING
I was running towards you as fast as the wind.
The same old road was disappearing before my eyes,
But what is the point of flying, always flying,
When love is no longer waiting for you. (Instrumental)
I saw you in the mirror and you were as beautiful as ever.
You seemed like the queen of the sunset and the dawn,
But what is the point of flying, always flying,
When love is no longer waiting for you. (Instrumental)
But deep down inside every man there is always hope.
This is why I was running towards you as fast as the wind.
I wanted to believe in a miracle, who knows,
I wanted to believe in a miracle but
But what is the point of flying, always flying,
When love is no longer waiting for you. (Instrumental)
I was slowly returning after seeing you.
The road back was longer than ever,
But what is the point of flying, always flying,
Since my love will never want me again.
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If I was running towards you as fast as the wind,
I was returning home crying like a child,
But what is the point of flying, always flying,
When love is no longer waiting for me. (Instrumental)
What is the point of flying. What is the point of flying.