Una magica storia d'amore

You almost seem to have fallen from the white canvas of a cinema
or from a well-known newspaper that talks about advertising
I had to change the film to be close to you
but you get angry saying that I'm your halfway type
it's a magical love story with you
with sunglasses with slightly photochromatic lenses
and the dress that hugs that almost star-like physique
beauty sometimes makes you a bit unpleasant
maybe it's the diva air that ultimately suits me too
it's a magical love story with you
Bad bad bad
you hurt me
you tear me apart as if I were a newspaper
without colored pages
you don't want to read me
I'm sure you'll make me cry
if I don't see you one night
More more more
calmly crying in my heart
but I don't need a doctor
give me love and hurt me
immediately kill me
don't make me see
how ugly life is without you
Sometimes you tell me I'm a bit too rhetorical
that my way of doing things fits by chance with you
and talking about love I become even more problematic
maybe this is what ultimately makes you argue with me
it's a magical love story with you
Bad bad bad...