Triplete Lyrics – Michelangelo Vood
Singer: Michelangelo Vood
Title: Triplete
Sai, quasi quasi ti direi
Se ti va di ballare
C’è un mio amico che conosce gente in quel locale
Poi ti riporto a casa o forse no
Sai, quasi quasi ti amerei
Anche in mezzo al deserto
Su una zattera nel vento persa in mare aperto
Ai bordi delle strade come i clochard
Per tutti i figli buttati nel cesso
Per ogni storia finita male
Per quelle tre ore a morire di freddo
Davanti alla Stazione Centrale
Volevo solo stare bene
Salire sopra agli alberi
E non pensare più a niente
Non pensare più a niente
Chissenefrega del triplete
E delle ferie accumulate
Voglio un algoritmo nel petto
Che ti riporti da me
Sai, quasi quasi ti direi
Se ti va di mangiare
C’ho i barattoli di giù e il pane a scongelare
La birra nel bicchiere, dai, proprio no
Sai, quasi quasi ti amerei
Anche sulle panchine
In una vasca idromassaggio o su un letto di spine
A casa di tuo padre quando non c’è
Per tutti i figli buttati nel cesso
Per ogni storia finita male
Per quelle tre ore a morire di freddo
Davanti alla Stazione Centrale
Volevo solo stare bene
Salire sopra agli alberi
E non pensare più a niente
Non pensare più a niente
Chissenefrega del triplete
E delle ferie accumulate
Voglio un algoritmo nel petto
Che ti riporti da me
Volevo solo stare bene
Salire sopra agli alberi
E non pensare più a niente
Non pensare più a niente
Chissenefrega del triplete
E delle ferie accumulate
Voglio un algoritmo nel petto
Che ti riporti da me
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Triplete – English Translation
You know, I would almost tell you almost
If you want to dance
There is a friend of mine who know people in that place
Then I bring you home or maybe not
You know, I would almost love you almost
Also in the middle of the desert
On a raft in the lost wind in the open sea
At the edges of the roads such as clochards
For all children thrown into the toilet
For each story that ended badly
For those three hours to die of cold
In front of the central station
I just wanted to feel good
Go up to the trees
And don’t think about anything anymore
Don’t think about anything anymore
Who cares about the triplete
And accumulated holidays
I want an algorithm in the chest
That you report to me
You know, I would almost tell you almost
If you want to eat
I have the jars down and the bread to defrost
Beer in the glass, come on, just no
You know, I would almost love you almost
Also on benches
In a whirlpool or on a bed of thorns
At your father’s house when there is no
For all children thrown into the toilet
For each story that ended badly
For those three hours to die of cold
In front of the central station
I just wanted to feel good
Go up to the trees
And don’t think about anything anymore
Don’t think about anything anymore
Who cares about the triplete
And accumulated holidays
I want an algorithm in the chest
That you report to me
I just wanted to feel good
Go up to the trees
And don’t think about anything anymore
Don’t think about anything anymore
Who cares about the triplete
And accumulated holidays
I want an algorithm in the chest
That you report to me
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Lyrics Michelangelo Vood – Triplete
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