A Casa Di Lucca

Tchuiriri, tchuiriri
Years, these years have passed so
Dry, barren, empty it's
The age of images
Has stolen our hearts
Creativity, ideas, words
Oh, sure I feel something for you
But saying love is tough
She can do the "boom boom clap
Boom - clap - boom - clap - clap"
My heart's twisted
We're islands, worthless
But in the evening at Lucca's place
We go back to talking

But in the evening at Lucca's place
What music's playing
A few friends at Lucca's place
The ideal state
Because everyone at Lucca's place
Is nothing but you
Some nights at Lucca's place
We stay up till three
Singing songs
What beautiful vibes
Again
Tchuiriri, tchuiriri
You know you should
Come join us too
Even if at home
You're comfy
This is a sucky era
That nails your heart down
It's life in front of a TV
But in the evening at Lucca's place we go back to talking

But in the evening at Lucca's place
What music's playing
We discuss at Lucca's place
And you don't know how much it’s worth
Seems like nothing but it’s important
You gotta come from the balcony
At Lucca's place you can even see the sea
And a song starts playing
What a beautiful vibe
We can still find it again
Tchuiriri, tchuiriri

But in the evening at Lucca's place
We go back to talking
But in the evening at Lucca's place
What music's playing
From the balcony at Lucca's place
You can even see the sea
And all it takes is a song
Tchuiriri, tchuiriri