Romantico Ma Muori
Pinguini Tattici Nucleari
Romantic But You Die
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Melancholy and September are two synonyms
That always get you if you're feeling low
You look at the horizon that seems to shift
But it stays still, it's you who disappears
We shine in the night
By day we move like shadows
But don’t cheat
If you play love me or not with a tattooed flower
It'll always give you the same result
I've fallen for it a thousand times
And a thousand more I'll fall again
I know, I know
I shouldn't promise you a future I don't have
I want to stay here playing with the wind
With you searching for stars on the roof
From inside a sleeping bag for two
You left me outside, outside, outside, outside, outside
All alone with the flowers, flowers, flowers, flowers, flowers
We wake up embraced among a thousand heartbreaks
You say to me: You're romantic, romantic, romantic, but you die
Melancholy and September are two synonyms
That always get you if you're Keith Moon
We remain the same stupid hypocrites
Who argue just to love each other a little more
And it's already night
Two lives are still too short
To keep balanced
If it reaches a critical point and explodes like lithium
And you wanted a dog and I wanted a kid
Just saying, eh
I've fallen for it a thousand times
And a thousand more I'll fall again
I know, I know
I shouldn't promise you a future I don't have
I want to stay here playing with the wind
With you searching for stars on the roof
From inside a sleeping bag for two
You left me outside, outside, outside, outside, outside
All alone with the flowers, flowers, flowers, flowers, flowers
We wake up embraced among a thousand heartbreaks
You say to me: You're romantic, romantic, romantic, but you die
I've fallen for it a thousand times
And a thousand more I'll fall again
I know, I know
Romantic, romantic, romantic but
I want to stay here playing with the wind
With you searching for stars on the roof
From inside a sleeping bag for two
You left me outside, outside, outside, outside, outside
All alone with the flowers, flowers, flowers, flowers, flowers
We wake up embraced among a thousand heartbreaks
You say to me: You're romantic, romantic, romantic, but you die
