Dai diamanti non nasce niente, dal letame nascono i fiori
Io voglio vivere Ma sulla pelle mia Io voglio amare, farmi male Voglio morire di te
Have you ever had fear of the dark? Have you ever been alone at night Thought you heard footsteps behind And turned around and no-one's there? And as you quicken up your pace You find it hard to look again Because you're sure there's someone there
Outside the dawn is breaking, But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free!
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