Morire Qui

How strange I exist under the same roof as you...
What we are is now a bed undone...
With no future, no more dignity...
With poison in the heart, in pettiness...
If it's true that I was a rebel,
if I believed a little
in this dirty blackmail of yours...
I won't bend! I won't bend!

I don't want to die here...
I would be something wherever I go...
To die here, under your eyes
and show you that you have won now!
No! To die here, it's not like me...
Dying is fine, but not for you...
I'll leave you to your madness
believing you're beautiful, believing you're mine! Mine! Mine!
I have a soul with me
I know its worth...
But I won't sell it if it's not a good deal...
Love for love, if it's not charity...
Is worth more than your body that will burn sooner or later...
If it's true that I was a rebel,
if I believed a little
in this dirty blackmail of yours...
I won't bend! I won't bend!

I don't want to die here
I would be something wherever I go
To die here under your eyes
and show you that you have won now
No! To die here is not like me
dying is fine but not for you
I'll leave you to your madness
believing you're beautiful, believing you're mine
It's not over, I feel it! The wind can change! And it will be sweet to die like this... To die out of here!
To die here...