I look for a bit of you in De André's lyrics
There will be bruises to be proud of
But the truth, half the same
Because I have NASA in my head
Heart worn out like old Vans
And all the slaps taken in the square
Your mother, who kisses me
The first kiss, the first day of school, the first day of rehearsal
The first love, the first mistake, the first sun that burns you
And it's the first time for me too, seeing you
And I took notes for all the times I was wrong
I have an instruction manual where 'destructions' is written attached
And you are in first place in this life that seems new to me
Who has never enjoyed what life has given him
Then you came along, and everything stopped
I would like to teach you everything I haven't learned
Because I have NASA in my head
Heart worn out like old Vans
And all the slaps taken in the square
Your mother, who kisses me
The first kiss, the first day of school, the first day of rehearsal
The first love, the first mistake, the first sun that burns you
And it's the first time for me too, seeing you
And I took notes for all the times I was wrong
I have an instruction manual where 'destructions' is written attached
And you are in first place in this life that seems new to me