Culture of Dialogue

The SOLITUDINE
Mark if n'è gone and the train of
7:30 without him
he does not return more
Is a heart of metal without the spirit
In the cold of mattino the gray of city
To school the bench is empty, Mark is within me
Is sweet its breath between the thoughts my
enormous Distances seems to divide
to us But the heart strikes Goodness knows strong within
me if you will think to me
If with yours she never does not speak
If you hide as me
You escape the looks and you of you are
Locked up in room and you do not want to eat
You strongly tighten to you the pillow
You cry you do not know How much
to it other evil will make the solitudine you
Mark in my per diem one I have a photography
You have the child eyes a little timid one
I strongly tighten It to the heart and I feel that us six
Between the tasks of English and mathematics
Your father and its councils that monotonia
It with its job has carried to you via
Of sure your opinion not it have never asked
have said a day you will understand Goodness knows
to me if you will think to me
If with the friends you will speak
In order not to suffer more for me
But it is not easy you know it
To school not of it I can more
and the afternoons without you
To study the ideas are useless all
are crowded on you
are not possible to divide
life of we two
pray to You wait for love to me mine
But to deceive to you I do not know
the solitudine between we
This Hush within me
Is the inqueitudine of living
the life without you
I pray to You waits for to me because
I cannot be without you
is not possible to divide
history of we two

Tks, good song