Che Ne Parliamo a Fa'

Ehh...
Ahh ahh
You all say the music is nice
The music is ugly, who knows
The words are always the same
The notes are seven
But what can you do
You prefer that relentless rhythm
That is so deafening
That doesn't let you talk
Or the tune with more melody that you can sing along with
What are we talking about
Why are we judging
A beautiful song if you can sing it
If it makes you sigh if it makes you rest
Or if it gives you a moment of happiness
Beautiful and ugly can sing it
Dove or everyone
But what matters is a certain something
That everyone has hidden inside
You all say
They are just songs
They don't serve any purpose
Just to sing
I tell you they are moments that give emotions
That remain here
It is said that love only rhymes with heart
But what's wrong with that
The important thing is that the heart is a heart
And love is love at least for me
What are we talking about
Why are we judging
A beautiful song if you can sing it
If it makes you sigh
If it makes you rest
Or if it gives you a moment of happiness
Beautiful and ugly can sing it
Dove or everyone
But what matters is a certain something
That everyone has hidden inside
What are we talking about
Why are we judging
A beautiful song if you can sing it
If it makes you sigh
If it makes you rest
Or if it gives you a moment of happiness
Beautiful or ugly can sing it
Dove or everyone
But what matters is a certain something
That everyone has hidden inside
What are we talking about
Why are we judging
A beautiful song if you can sing it
If it makes you sigh if it makes you rest
Or if it gives you a moment of happiness
Or if it gives you a moment of happiness