science | March 19, 2026

Blanco Un Briciolo Di Allegria Lyrics English Translation

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In the middle of the avenue, I played soccer

On the dirt road that raised me

Where the sky is burgundy immersed in green

Where God created expanses of nothing

If it's not sincere

If love is true, you die inside

A pure feeling

No, it has no future if I lose you

I would give my life, which is not infinite

At a fair price

But luckily

That we then found ourselves under a moonlight

Maybe a little wrinkled from a lived story

And shortly after we were lying on a stone

With hair in hand like a pencil

I would write a poem

Ra-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa

For a bit of joy

Ra-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa

All the insults you want

Won't matter if you can talk to me

And it's difficult to distinguish

Love from madness

If it's not sincere

If love is true, you die inside

A pure feeling

No, it has no future if I lose you

I would give my life, which is not infinite

At a fair price

But luckily

That we then found ourselves under a moonlight

Maybe a little wrinkled from a lived story

And shortly after we were lying on a stone

With hair in hand like a pencil

I would write a poem

Ra-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa

For a bit of joy

Ra-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa

And what lives inside us never ages

And what fades never like a Polaroid photo

If I don't ask myself who we were, I don't remember who we are

For a bit of joy

Ra-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa

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