Anima Mentalmente Ynstabile

La morte di Amy Winehouse ha avuto un piccolo effetto positivo: farmi venire a conoscenza di questa canzone, che sembra scritta per me, e che mi fa domandare se le mie lacrime si asciugheranno mai da sole.

All I can ever be to you, 

Is a darkness that we knew, 

And this regret I had to get accustomed to, 

Once it was so right, 

When we were at our high, 

Waiting for you in the hotel at night, 

I knew I hadn’t met my match, 

But every moment we could snatch, 

I don’t know why I got so attached, 

It’s my responsibility, 

And you don’t owe nothing to me, 

But to walk away I have no capacity 

He walks away, 

The sun goes down, 

He takes the day but I’m grown, 

And in this grey, in this blue shade 

My tears dry on their own, 

I don’t understand, 

Why do I stress a man, 

When there’s so many better things at hand, 

We could a never had it all, 

We had to hit a wall, 

So this is inevitable withdrawal, 

Even if I stop wanting you, 

A Perspective pushes thru, 

I’ll be some next man’s other woman soon, 

He walks away, 

The sun goes down, 

He takes the day but I’m grown, 

And it’s OK, 

In this blue shade, 

My tears dry on their own, 

So we are history, 

Your shadow covers me 

The sky above, 

A blaze only that lovers see 

He walks away, 

The sun goes down, 

He takes the day but I’m grown, 

And it’s OK, 

In this blue shade 

My tears dry on their own, 

I wish I could say no regrets, 

And no emotional debts, 

And as we kiss goodbye the sun sets, 

So we are history, 

The shadow covers me, 

The sky above a blaze that only lovers see, 

He walks away, 

The sun goes down, 

He takes the day but I’m grown, 

And it’s OK, 

In this blue Shade, 

My tears dry on their own, 

He walks away, 

The sun goes down, 

He takes the day but I’m grown, 

And it’s OK, 

My deep shade, 

My tears dry 

He walks away, 

The sun goes down, 

He takes the day but I’m grown, 

And it’s OK, 

My deep shade, 

My tears dry