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Tu, che sai esattamente quel che penso. Di te.
Tu, che sai esattamente quel che desidero. Con te.
Tu, che sai esattamente cosa non avrò. Da te.

C'è che io non so esattamente niente.

Oscillante, mi porto avanti e mi ritraggo. Mi risveglio affascinata e mi addormento affranta, nello studio di maree impossibili da contenere.

E ancora, e ancora.

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Hand in glove - The sun shines out of our behinds - No, it's NOT like any other love - This one is different - because it's us

Hand in glove - We can go wherever we please - And everything depends upon - How near you stand to me
And if the people stare - Then, the people stare - Oh, I really don't know and I really don't care

Hand in glove - The Good People laugh - Yes, we may be hidden by rags - But we've something they'll never have

Hand in glove - The sun shines out of our behinds - Yes, we may be hidden by rags - But we've something they'll never have

And if the people stare - Then the people stare - Oh, I really don't know and I really don't care

So, hand in glove I stake my claim - I'll fight to the last breath - If they dare touch a hair on your head -
I'll fight to the last breath

For the Good Life is out there somewhere - So I'll stay on your arm, 'cause you're so charming

But I know my luck too well - Yes, I know my luck too well - And I'll probably never see you again - I'll probably never see you again - Oh...

[The Smiths - Hand in Glove]

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