La Buca Lyrics & Chords By Ennio Rega

E penso a lei che ride bene Che salta bella nei suoi vestiti Un arlecchino con unghie rosse Sui piedi buoni e quel suo culo Il corpo nudo lo sguardo strano Il suo respiro mentre...read more

خونه ما دورِ دوره پشت کوههای صبوره پشت دَشتای طلایی پشت صحراهای خالی خونه ماست اونورِ آب اونورِ...read more

Falling from high places, falling through lost spaces, Now that we're lonely, now that there's nowhere to go. Watching from both sides, these clock towers burning up, I lost...read more

If my ears hear a sigh of a shiny red violin Clear by the Rivanna, down in the Blue Ridge By the dog bags and trash, by the bottles and cans And the dead beat brown grass And...read more

This is a lonely life As I know you know too well I'm thinking of you tonight Here in the Sylvia Hotel Smoking a cigarette Drinking a glass of beer Catching a conversation...read more