A girl who loves you is waiting forYou’ve got everything you want and moreHow could you possibly think you’re wrong?She’s hurt! Can’t you feel it?Don’t you think the love you share is strong?
Every day you find a new excuseThat you’re far away and in your youthI can’t fight! I won’t, ‘cause there’s no useShe’s weary! Can’t you feel it?I think you had time to find your truth
Why do men are soAfraid of sharing a house a dog a pool and many childrenLife could be so coolA riverbed
You could sail our boatAnd never worry about which way the wind blowsIf you let me inYou do know….Let me in!
You turn around and let the wind blowYou open your sails without knowing where to goOne day you’ll find yourself lost and brokeShe’s drowning! Can you see it?Our ship will sink if we don’t pull through

Why do men are soAfraid of sharing a house a dog a pool and many childrenLife could be so coolA riverbed
You could sail our boatAnd never worry about which way the wind blowsIf you let me inYou do know….Let me in!

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ZACCARIA
Oh chi piange? di femmine imbelli
chi solleva lamenti all'Eterno?
Oh sorgete, angosciati fratelli,
sul mio labbro favella il Signor!
Del futuro nel bujo discerno …
ecco rotta l'indegna catena! …
Piomba già sulla perfida arena
del leone di Giuda il furor!
EBREI
Oh futuro!
ZACCARIA
A posare sui crani, sull'ossa
qui verranno le jene, i serpenti,
fra la polve dall'aure commossa
un silenzio fatal regnerà!
Solo il gufo suoi tristi lamenti
spiegherà quando viene la sera …
niuna pietra ove sorse l'altiera
Babilonia allo stranio dirà!
EBREI
Oh qual foco nel veglio balena!
Sul suo labbro favella il Signor!
Sì, fia rotta l'indegna catena,
già si scuote di Giuda il valor!
ZACCARIA
Niuna pietra ecc.
ENZaccariaOh who's crying? of fake femaleswho raises complaints to the Lord?Oh rise up, anguished brothers,Mr. on my lips favors!Of the future in the dark discernment ...the unworthy chain is here! ...Piomb already on the perfidious arenaof the lion of Judah the fury!
JEWSOh future!
ZaccariaTo pose on the skulls, on the bonehere will come the jene, the snakes,between the poles with a touched auraa fatal silence will reign!Only the owl his sad lamentationswill explain when the evening comes ...no stone where the highland roseBabylon to the stranger will say!
JEWSOh what a fire in the venous whale!Mr. on your lips favors!Yes, the unworthy chain is broken,the value is already shaken by Judas!
ZaccariaNiuna stone etc.