You held my hand, kissed it. Told me that you... well...
"Last night, I wanted to kiss you."
But you didn't.
You didn't want to hurt your heart, you didn't want to hurt mine
You told me that sometimes, often, you can't stop feeling, you practically drown in feeling
And I understood
You taught me a bit about the difference between a boy and a man
Che bello che sei.
I wish you a full life, amico mio.
I wish you a full life, amico mio.
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