On Sundays, no emails arrive
You go to vote
I would like to change
An article in a newspaper
It said there's a concert
I want to do it
I want to go there

We should disappear and give up
And then appear
Above this great sea
Eh

And I dream of you every night
Even when I wake up
Even when I'm sober
What the hell is life
Without you
Yes, without you, eh, eh-eh-eh-eh

An ice cream company has lost the taste for work
The curve doesn't sing
And the square is drunk
We should fly
Far from here
And then return
Above this great sea
Eh

And I dream of you every night
Even when I wake up
Even when I'm sober
What the hell is life
Without you
Yes, without you, eh, eh-eh-eh-eh

I would like to enter a Fellini film with you
Give you what you want and make a mess
Cross Montana on horseback at night
I swear, believe me, I'm not a son of a bitch

I would like to see you dance in a disco
Barefoot on the car until inside the house
Separate you from this violent world
That is not mine, it's not ours, I'm sure of it

And I dream of you every night
Even when I wake up
Even when I'm sober
What the hell is life
Without you
Yes, without you, eh, eh-eh-eh-eh

And I don't realize
How many times I think of you
I don't even count
The times I think of you
What the hell is life
Without you
Yes, without you, eh, eh-eh-eh-eh

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Uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh
Uh, uh, uh-uh

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