Fotografia

Ti guardo, ti sento, ti muovi,
Nostalgia, malinconia, fotografia.
Ti parlo, mi senti, rispondi,
Hai messo gi? la bocca mia sopra la tua.
Ero un po' pi? bello
Tu sei senza et?.
Strano il tuo cappello
L'hai lasciato qua.
Ti chiamo, non chiamo, vediamo,
adesso sei vicino a me, non lo sai,
ti bacio, mi baci, ci amiamo
Tu sei qui dentro una mia fotografia.
C'era un forte sole
Io cantavo gi?
Sognavamo quello che adesso
Forse abbiamo gi?.

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