What mostly bothers you is my breathlessness
And I'll certainly try to control it
What mainly annoys you is the awfully weird colour of my shoes
But I'm ready to go for miles and miles without
Ain't that romantic and unrealistic passionate?
Ain't that romantic and shameful enough?
What mostly bothers you is my irregular breathing
And I'll surely try to control it
It's always exciting this, conscious and dizzy freefall
And I thank you for pushing me, as usual, from the top
Ain't that romantic and unrealistic passionate?
Ain't that romantic and visionary extravagant?
Ain't that romantic and fanciful bellissimo?
Ain't that romantic and shameful enough?
It's killing all my inspiration, this boring daily affection
No melodramatic, whispered songs, you're the writer
And I am the pale ink of your words
Ain't that romantic and unrealistic passionate?
Ain't that romantic and shameful enough?
Ain't that romantic enough?
Ain't that romantic enough?
Ain't that romantic enough?