One day me and my ex-girlfriend went out from a restaurant on a Valentine Night, when I received a strange call from a friend: “Marco is dead”. We were quite scared at first, since a friend of ours died not so long ago in a car crash.
It turned out to be Marco Pantani. This song is about him too, but in the end you will find many Valentine experiences I had summed up into one relieving and reveling chant.
I tried to ignore the elephant in the room for the whole February, but in the end here it is.
Still hurt, shaking, down on the ground, waiting for a new March to bring the sun back.
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Oh, his heart gave up
could not get high (this time)
from bathtub ground
to bound the line
(chours)
of a Valentine Disco Night
I was glad
you were mine
On a Valentine Disco Night
We were hot
house on fire
She closed her mouth
to shot my mouth
to kill the brain
and let it out
She locked the door
and turn it down
to make it clear
it was black out
(/chours)
Oh, her hearts were tart
sugar and spice
mingled with time
to prove her right
to love him blind
was out of sight
so she left home
to catch the bus
for a Valantine… (*chours)
[coda]
Here we are we took some time
but in the end it’s always dark
I had to knew that you decided
to take it back right from the start
while making sex your final shot
to freeze in time my honest smile
another thing to leave behind
beyond the snow that hide your drive
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