| You just stand there, there’s nothing I can do I can’t open my mind and get rid of you It just seems to linger And I can’t take it any longer The memory’s sorely burnt within me Frozen tears drain the life that can no longer be I keep embracing the blame But none of it changes It just remains the same Whimpers and comedies I’ve stopped expecting you behind that door I’ve stopped chasing your shadow on this floor I won’t see you again Silence is my only pain There’s so little I should have done And so much I miss since you’re gone -- Something I wrote some time after my grand father died. I didn't say goodbye, something I regret every single day. |










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(Comment on dit en italien?)
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"di niente" = de rien
ou
"non c'è di che" = pas de quoi
ou simplement
PREGO
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