Paroles:
Rossini Chansons

I'll never be your Maggie May The one you loved and left behind The face you see in light of day And then you cast away That isn't me in that bed you'

Ooh, if I were a weapon You said I'd be a gun Lethal at close range, I guess With silencer and stun But I feel more like a needle Always pulling on the

Last year's troubles Last year's troubles Last year's troubles are so old fashioned The robber on the highway the pirate on the seas Maybe it's the clothing

Once I stood alone so proud Held myself above the crowd And now I am low on the ground From here I look around to see What avenues belong to me I can

Black on the red and red on black It's a tic of a tired mind Come and sit down, won't you try your luck See if you unwind Never use your 3's and 2's

The reproach in your daughter's most beautiful face Made me wonder just how she could know Of that something that happened between you and me So much

Consider me a widow, boys, and I will tell you why It's not the man but it's the marriage that was drowned So I walk the walk and wait with watchful eye

Soap and water Take the day from my hand Scrub the salt from my stinging skin Slip me loose of this wedding band Soap and water Hang my heart on a line

e te, risponne: "E' tarde che vuo' sape?! Cca nun ce sta nisciuna!..." Luna rossa, chi mme sarra sincera? Luna rossa, se n'e ghiuta ll'ata sera senza