Vivere

I live by copying yesterday
And I'm always in trouble
I live and I ask you what you are
But, mirror you never speak
I who will never be able to create anything
I love love but not people
I who will never be a God

No one has ever taught us how to live
Living by photocopying the past
Living, even if I didn't ask you to live
Like a song that no one will sing

But if you saw the man
In front of your door
Who sleeps wrapped in cardboard
If you listened to the world one morning
Without the sound of the rain
You who can create with your voice
You think people's thoughts
Then there is only God of God

No one has ever taught us how to live
Living, you can't live without the past
Living is beautiful even if you don't have it
Never asked
There will be a song
Always someone who will sing it
Some are not enough for me
Living still looking for great love
Why, why, why, why
Don't you live this evening?
Living as if we were ever going to die
Why, why, why, why
Don't you live now?
Living and then suddenly understanding
Why, why, why
Life is not life
That deep down you haven't lived this life
Because you haven't lived it
Live still looking for great love
Live
Living as if we were ever going to die
Live
Living and then suddenly understanding
Why, why, why
Life is not life
That ultimately you don't have this life
Never lived
Because you've never experienced it

I tell you no
I tell you yes
I tell you that
I want to live