In an old rock'n'roll - 201

1. It often comes down to almost nothing
A simple gesture of the hand
Changed to the end
my slightest habits
And it's good

CHORUS

And if I crack it's not - stories
Laugh if you want, you'll have to believe it
It's like in an - old - rock'n'roll
I have in my head a transistor that hums -
Like in a very - old - rock'n'roll
Shake the hand of a madman - that nothing resonates

I'm telling you this is between us
But the loves - of pass - everywhere
Left me with the impression - of a strange solitude
After the fact

2. Passing the bridle over my neck
A girl with a bittersweet charm
Fills my life with a better
That I can't say
And it's a lot

I know little about her yet
But precisely what I suppose
Is the beginning of a game
That makes her attract me
And imposes

And if I crack it's not stories
Laugh if you want, you'll have to believe it

It's like in an old rock'n'roll
I have in my head a transistor that hums
Like in a very old rock'n'roll
Shake the hand of a madman that nothing resonates

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