Modà — Ma quale domani song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Ma quale domani" by Modà.
Lyrics
Io ti capisco devi andare
Ma dai
Hai gia' il biglietto per partire
Avrei
Da dirti tante di quelle cose
Ma rischierei
Di non riuscire a spiegarti bene
Forse hai ragione e' meglio stare lontani
Neanche mi guardi e dici ne parliamo domani
Ma. quale domani, domani
Io non so neanche se stanotte sto in piedi
Tremo all’idea di non vederci vicini
E tu non vedi l’ora di venirne fuori
Vorrei stringerti
Ma faccio il duro
Tu t’incammini e io resto qui
Mi mancherai
Mi mancheranno le parole
E i sogni tuoi
Piu' importanti dei miei da realizzare
E dimmi che ti ricorderai dei miei occhi
degli occhi degli occhi
E qualche volta ti fermerai a pensarci
Ma… quale domani, domani
Io non so neanche se stanotte sto in piedi
Tremo all’idea di non vederci vicini
E tu non vedi l’ora di venirne fuori
Vorrei stringerti
Ma faccio il duro
Tu t’incammini e io resto qui
A guardarti allontanarti
Col pensiero di fermarti… fermarti…
fermarti… fermarti…
Ma… quale domani, domani
Io non so neanche se stanotte sto in piedi
Tremo all’idea di non vederci vicini
E tu non vedi l’ora di venirne fuori
Vorrei stringerti
Ma faccio il duro
Tu t’incammini e io resto qui
Lyrics translation
I understand you have to go
But come on
You already have a ticket to leave.
Have
To tell you so many of those things
But I'd risk it.
That I can't explain you well
Maybe you're right it's better to stay away
You don't even look at me and say we'll talk about it tomorrow.
But. what tomorrow, tomorrow
I don't even know if I'm standing tonight.
I tremble at the idea of not seeing us close
And you can't wait to get out of it
I'd like to hold you
But I'm being tough
You walk away and I'll stay here
I'm going to miss you
I'll miss the words
And your dreams
More important than mine to realize
And tell me you'll remember my eyes
of the eyes of the eyes
And sometimes you'll stop and think about it
But ... what tomorrow, tomorrow
I don't even know if I'm standing tonight.
I tremble at the idea of not seeing us close
And you can't wait to get out of it
I'd like to hold you
But I'm being tough
You walk away and I'll stay here
Watching you walk away
With the thought of stopping you ... …
stop ... stop…
But ... what tomorrow, tomorrow
I don't even know if I'm standing tonight.
I tremble at the idea of not seeing us close
And you can't wait to get out of it
I'd like to hold you
But I'm being tough
You walk away and I'll stay here