Tira a campa'

Living in sadness
Is like being sick
43 Chiatamone Street, there's someone
Who's worse off than you
The lies come back to the surface
But the nose never grows long

Keep on living, keep on living, keep on living
Pasquale
Dignity and disgrace are worlds apart
Keep on living, keep on living, don’t think about it
Pasquale
It’s not up to you
To understand why when a man dies
Life goes on

Talking to yourself is a habit
The one who’s quiet in the pizzeria
Is that guy on Chiatamone Street
He’s always there, crying and laughing even for you
Looking around and not getting it
That the song is about to end

Keep on living, keep on living, don’t think about it
Pasquale
It’s not up to you
To understand why when a man dies
Life goes on

Keep on living, keep on living, keep on living
Don’t think about it, don’t think about it
Keep on living, keep on living
Keep on living, don’t think about it, keep on living