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Все изменилось в тот день когда я встретил ее.Небо упало на землю, и я почувствовал невесомость ...
.. Я лился вниз как белый дождь, и я знал, в толпе, только мы были реальными. Я не спрашивал ее имя. Без сомнения, - ее имя было Любовь ...
Мир иллюзий не вечен, и вскоре я узнал ее имя, Страсть. Это, как они называют ее.
Она приходит ко мне всякий раз, когда она хочет, и, оставив меня, она вырывает кусок из моего сердца.
Я попытался промыть ее духи(/парфюм), из моей ладони, но он следует за мной повсюду.Я не могу ничего сделать, единственное, что я могу сделать,это смотреть как она проникает в мою кровь....
Tutto cambio il giorno in cui la conobbi...il cielo cadde sulla terra e io mi sentii senza peso.  [bad word] pioggia bianca e sapevo che tra la folla esistevamo solo noi. 
Non ho chiesto il suo nome, senza dubbio, si chiamava, Amore.

Last night, last night, last night
I can’t believe this destination

Last night was so bright, I saw your eyes
You came to my mind, but you wouldn’t go out 
But you wouldn’t go out, but you wouldn’t go out, 
But you wouldn’t go out, but you wouldn’t go out.

I see you with me, you will feel the beat.
Black side of the moon, I didn’t feel it so deep. 
I didn’t feel it so deep, I didn’t feel it so deep, 
I didn’t feel it so deep, I didn’t feel it so deep.

Last night, last night, last night
I can’t believe this destination
Last night, last night
It was just imagination last night

Last night was so bright, I saw your eyes
You came to my mind, but you wouldn’t go out, 
But you wouldn’t go out, but you wouldn’t go out, 
But you wouldn’t go out, but you wouldn’t go out.

I see you with me, you will feel the beat.
Black side of the moon, I didn’t feel it so deep, 
I didn’t feel it so deep, I didn’t feel it so deep, 
I didn’t feel it so deep, I didn’t feel it so 

Last night, last night, last night
I can’t believe this destination

Last night was so bright, I saw your eyes
You came to my mind, but you wouldn’t go out, 
But you wouldn’t go out, but you wouldn’t go out.

It was just imagination.

Il mondo delle illusioni non e eterno, presto conobbi il suo nome, Passione. 
E' cosi che la chiamano. Viene da me quando vuole, e lasciandomi strappa un pezzo dal mio cuore. 
Ho provato a sciacquar via il suo profumo dai miei palmi, ma mi segue, ovunque. 
Non posso farci nulla, l'unica cosa che posso fare e stare a guardare il mio corpo affondare lentamente nel suo sangue.