O mio babbino caro, mi piace, è bello bello, vo’andare in Porta Rossa a comperar l’anello!
[Intro One: Naista]
Memories, I’m talking about your feelings, about all your thoughts…
[Verse One: Naista]
Memory sucha strange thing, I’m sure you’llalways remember your school bell ring It’s unrealto forget your first kiss First hateand First truefriendship Everythingin the World you can change Only memoryit’s unreal to erase Friendlyhugs Sweet tearsof a joy Mama’s cake Childhood Firstfavorite toys Trickery,loyalty Falls andwins Words youdidn’t say and whole that you did In yourmind, every time matters make new prints As a rule you’llalways remember such things Maybesomeone you’re still really missing Someoneain’t with you Who so faraway Or Rest inPeace in heaven Yes, for themwe pray Friends,lovers or some relatives Listen toyour feelings Listen toyour sense You canfall apart, You canchange your life but not memories Have u everask yourself about night dreams? Ain’t theyconnected with old memories?
[Chorus: Bludova T.V.]
O mio babbino caro, mi piace, è bello bello, vo’andare in Porta Rossa a comperar l’anello!
[Intro Two: Naista]
So you know, you’d never be sure in tomorrow You can be sure just in your past…
[Verse Two: Naista]
Memory such a strange think In your mind, every time matters make new prints Or sometimes in your heart You’re keep some junk Just for memories It’s your past These old photographs Simply pics from your life All these letters Simply old hand rights You can crash Looks like trash It’s your treasure Memories and Thoughts Cry or smile Every time You can get confused Happiness and Pain Feelings that we used Usual thing to find But so hard to lose We are animals Appreciate just lost Memories like scars Yes, in them we trust If they ain’t kill you They’ll make you feel They’ll make you breathing They’ll make heart beat This adrenaline makes your pupils narrow We’re in the shadow Memories, ain’t just the case Time is bullshit! Something‘ll never change! Silent moments, special moments, Care, crosses, quarrels, causes… Don’t try to forget You just fool yourself They can make us stronger I can’t get much wronger And you know I’m right Everything ain’t kill us Just make us stronger! Right? You can change your way But ain’t them Memories – experience Memory – archive