And you know the coffee was good?
I certainly didn't want to be here talking about you
Now it's late and I'm tired
I don't even think about going out on the weekend
But no, it's nothing, two lines of fever
I know, it's not going well but it doesn't depend on me
You call me, busy, I call you, busy
The wrong sentence at the wrong time
Then I hugged you like at the end of the game
And I dried the tears in delay

And I still slalom between my troubles
And something has spoiled between us
I told you, "Go", you told me, "Stay"
And I kicked that ball into the branches

Don't you know I can't stand ginseng?
I certainly didn't want to be here among the "maybes" and "whys"
Maybe because I thought about it so much
That at the moment I'm at the coffee killer
I don't know what's wrong with you, the look a bit absent
It seems like you don't want to know about me anymore
I know, you tried
You know, I tried
But it's water under the bridge, you speak to me in the past
Then I celebrated like at the end of the game
I felt the wind pass through my fingers

And I still slalom between my troubles
And something has spoiled between us
I told you, "Go", you told me, "Stay"
And I kicked that ball into the branches

I just want to breathe a little more of your secondhand smoke
And not go home, purposely get lost at the crossroads
Trap pine needles in your hair
And wake up in the middle of San Siro's field

We who do everything at the last minute
We break the smoke rings with our fingers
And sorry if I never bare myself
If I did, I would feel cornered
I who am always the usual unprepared
I lose my temper when I should stay silent
And find myself in a scene that I seem to have already lived
As if I had always known it

And I still slalom between my troubles
And something has spoiled between us
I told you, "Go", you told me, "Stay"
And I kicked that ball into the branches

I just want to breathe a little more of your secondhand smoke
And not go home, purposely get lost at the crossroads
Trap pine needles in your hair
And wake up in the middle of San Siro's field

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