Gli Anni

Same story, same place, same bar
everyone who comes in consumes and then leaves
I don't know what I'm doing here
I go out a bit
and I see the car headlights
looking at me and seeming to ask who we are
The golden years of the great Real
the years of Happy Days and Ralph Malph
the years of the huge companies
the years on a scooter always in pairs
the years of how beautiful the movies were
the years of Roy Rogers like jeans
the years of whatever you do
the years of the calm we are here
we are here
Same story, same place, same bar
a couple I know must be my age
how are you
they greet
so I
see the wedding rings on the fingers of two
what the hell, I could have been me a few years ago
The golden years of the great Real
the years of Happy Days and Ralph Malph
the years of the huge companies
the years on a scooter always in pairs
the years of how beautiful the movies were
the years of Roy Rogers like jeans
the years of whatever you do
the years of the calm we are here
we are here
we are here
Same story, same place, same bar
they're almost closing
then I'll go to my house
only her
in front of me
what do you want
time passes for everyone you know
no one will bring it back not even us
The golden years of the great Real
the years of Happy Days and Ralph Malph
the years of the huge companies
the years on a scooter always in pairs
the years of how beautiful the movies were
the years of Roy Rogers like jeans
the years of whatever you do
the years of the calm we are here
we are here
we are here