The forest is burning
And in America, Trump works
Don't take me to bed
Because I'm not sleepy
Sleep will come eventually

Nicola runs away
From his problems and goes
To seek refuge in a friend
And remember that I'm here

Maybe we've had enough
Of all this, you know
You can lean on my shoulder
And cry as much as you want

This bar never closes anyway
Your friends are here
This bar full of troubles
Of life and not of heroes

I picked up again
This song left there
Maybe from the outside something has changed
But inside, a bit less, I think

Maybe we've had enough
Of all this, you know
You can lean on my shoulder
And cry as much as you want

This bar never closes anyway
Your friends are here
This bar full of troubles
Of life and not of heroes

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Of life and not of heroes (oh, oh)
Of life and not of heroes (oh, oh)
Of life and not of heroes (oh, oh)
Of life and not of heroes (oh, oh)

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