Amiga Mia

My friend, I know, you only live for him, who also knows it, but he doesn't see you like I do, begging my mouth to say that he has confessed to me between drinks, that it's with your skin he dreams at night.

My friend, I don't know what to say, or what to do to see you happy.
I wish I could find in the soul a freedom, which is what he lacks; fill your pockets with won wars, dreams and renewed hopes.
I want to give you a poem; you think I'm giving the news.

My friend, I hope that one day listening to my song, suddenly, you understand that this is my way of saying things, it's not my job, it's my language.
But forgive me, my friend, it's not intelligence, it's not wisdom; it's just my way of saying things, it's not my job, it's my language.

My friend, princess of an endless tale.
My friend, I just pretend that you count on me.
My friend, let's see if one of these days, I finally learn to walk without so many detours, that this whole story matters to me because you are my friend.

My friend, princess of an endless tale.
My friend, I just pretend that you count on me.
My friend, let's see if one of these days, I finally learn to walk without so many detours, that this whole story matters to me because you are my friend.

My friend, I hope that one day listening to my song, suddenly, you understand that this is not my way of saying things can be moving.
But, forgive me, my friend, it's not intelligence, it's not wisdom; it's my way of saying things can be moving.

My friend, princess of an endless tale.
My friend, I just pretend that you count on me.
My friend, let's see if one of these days, I finally learn to walk without so many detours, that this whole story matters to me because you are my friend.

My friend, princess of an endless tale.
My friend, I just pretend that you count on me.
My friend, let's see if one of these days, I finally learn to walk without so many detours, that this whole story matters to me because you are... (from heart to heart for... For whom?...) ...My friend

My friend, princess of an endless tale.
My friend, I just pretend that you count on me.
My friend, let's see if one of these days, I finally learn to walk without so many detours, that this whole story matters to me because you are... My Friend.