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Come faceva freddo

Le finestre non son tutte uguali
Anche le porte hanno un′anima
Sentire sempre le stesse cose
Purtroppo due vite noiose

Lui invece ogni giorno era nuovo
È lui la cosa che ho persa
Apriva una porta sei piani di scale
Ogni giorno una cosa diversa

Come faceva freddo
Com'era bello che lui fosse lì
Lui mi guardava
Come faceva freddo

Come faceva freddo
Com′era bello che io fossi lì
Lui mi stringeva
Come faceva freddo

Anche le finestre avevano un cuore
C'era una porta che faceva rumore
E mentre lui moriva d'inedia
Lo scongiuravo dall′unica sedia

Come faceva freddo
Com′era bello che lui fosse lì
Apro una porta, sei piani di scale
Ci sono i suoi quadri ma lui non c'è più

Come faceva freddo
Com′era bello che lui fosse lì
Lui mi guardava
Come... come faceva freddo

Anche le finestre avevano un cuore
C'era una porta che faceva rumore
E mentre lui moriva d′inedia
Io lo scongiuravo dall'unica sedia

Come faceva freddo
Com′era bello che lui fosse lì
Apro una porta, sei piani di scale
Ci sono i suoi quadri ma lui non c'è più

Come faceva freddo
Come faceva freddo
Lui mi guardava
Come faceva freddo

It Was So Cold

Windows aren't all the same
Even doors have feelings
Always hearing the same old things
Unfortunately, two dull lives

He, on the other hand, each day was new
He's the one I've lost
He would open a door, six flights of stairs
Every day, something different

It was so cold
How wonderful it was that he was there
He was watching me
It was so cold

It was so cold
How wonderful it was that I was there
He was holding me close
It was so cold

Even the windows had hearts
There was a door that made noise
And while he was dying of hunger
I was begging him from my only chair

It was so cold
How wonderful it was that he was there
I open a door, six flights of stairs
His paintings are there, but he's gone

It was so cold
How wonderful it was that he was there
He was watching me
It was... It was so cold

Even the windows had hearts
There was a door that made noise
And while he was dying of hunger
I was begging him from my only chair

It was so cold
How wonderful it was that he was there
I open a door, six flights of stairs
His paintings are there, but he's gone

It was so cold
It was so cold
He was watching me
It was so cold