Puoi?

Can you give me a gram of fresh air
the nostalgia of an amusement park
a lost blues note in a courtyard
the stories of the last tram?

Can you give me a bit of autumn
the voices of a brewery
the photograph of those secrets of yours
a drop of curiosity...
or a blue glass
to color the sky?

Can you give me an island for my thoughts
or a carousel that never stops?
No you can't, you can't
don't say you'll make it
never say it...
never...

Can you give me a ray of your sun
the end of a tunnel
the fragility of the first snow
or the agony of a Friday
even a bit of poetry or a little of your love?

Can you give me the number of happiness
the boredom of the city behind a traffic light
no you can't, you can't
don't say you'll make it
but stay here if you can...
you can