Di niente, metà

Keeping you all to myself Seemed to be stealing something Given the great abundance of life, The two of us cooped up in just one story, Just one. And so we said, let's go, And maybe we'll come back some day You took half of nothing, I the other half, and then I closed The door. But the life that burns your hands Happened far from here, Mixed up and lost in the days Of other people's time, Marì... And so we said let's go, And maybe we'll come back some day But that nothing divided in half Demanded that the door stay closed Forever. And the life that burns your hands Happened far from here, Mixed up and lost in the days, In other people's days, Marì...