A white sun took over the sky above Rome
And the terraces of Trastevere are birds ready to emigrate
A bell tower rings a time that has been stopped for weeks
And I'm thrown into this house and I don't know what to do anymore
Be passionate about a series
Look at it without amazement
And no longer feel like eating
Staring at the plate for hours
That today I don't want to forget about you anymore
Which today I no longer want
I ate my first ice cream of the season
It seemed to me that it had another taste, a completely different flavour
And don't tell me I'm the usual killjoy
Maybe just a little nostalgic, but what can I do?
But sometimes it's nice to have a port to return to
That today I don't want to forget about you anymore
Which today I no longer want
That today I don't want to forget about you anymore
Which today I no longer want