Dieci [English translation]

What is it that I promised you?

I don't know, I don't remember now

Will you tell me what is it?

We're inside glaciers

Ten days in one night

Ten mouths on my cocktail

If it's easier, write to me

That you need what you've lost

And that's fine one time out of a hundred

If you think about it, hurry up

I don't have time, decide

At the end of work I think of you

I had dinner with wine on my bed

And it doesn't have to go that way

They don't make love in movies

And maybe I won't come back to myself, but it's nothing to panic about

Look at how hard it's raining this Saturday

Because the last time is sacred, returning home is cold

But it's not that bitter, tonight I learn

And it's raining and I'm outside of, outside of myself

And this house has nothing of, nothing of you

But the last time is sacred, the last kiss on the street

You write to me in an hour, they still serve

Ten last times

Ten, ten last times

Clothes out of place

Asleep in a parking lot

A delivery of French kisses

The scenes in the apartment

I deserve the right latte

And I like it if you exaggerate

I don't have the time to decide for you

But I won't wait for you

You remind me of a book I've read

And it doesn't have to go that way

They don't make love in movies

And maybe I won't come back to myself, but it's nothing to panic about

Look at how hard it's raining this Saturday

Because the last time is sacred, returning home is cold

But it's not that bitter, tonight I learn

And it's raining and I'm outside of, outside of myself

And this house has nothing of, nothing of you

But the last time is sacred, the last kiss on the street

You write to me in an hour, they still serve

Ten last times

In an hour

I never told you before, maybe you already know

That I need what I've lost

This time out of a hundred

I won't come back to myself, but it's nothing to panic about

Look at how hard it's raining this Saturday

Because the last time is sacred, returning home is cold

But it's not that bitter, tonight I learn

And it's raining and I'm outside of, outside of myself

And this house has nothing of, nothing of you

But the last time is sacred, the last kiss on the street

You write to me in an hour, they still serve

Ten last times

Ten, ten last times

Ten

• Artist:Annalisa
• Album:Nuda10