One Day / Reckoning Song

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No more tears, my heart is dry
I don't laugh and I don't cry
I don't think about you all the time
But when I do – I wonder why

You have to go out of my door
And leave just like you did before
I know I said that I was sure
But rich men can't imagine poor

One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told

Little me and little you
Kept doing all the things they do
They never really think it through
Like I can never think you're true

Here I go again – the blame
The guilt, the pain, the hurt, the shame
The founding fathers of our plane
That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain

One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told
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Roberto A. Massa Martana     2013-02-14 06:00    
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Il senso della penultima parte non è giusto. La traduzione può anche essere tradimento, come in questo caso. Io avrei inteso forse come segue:
"e ora ricomincio - il mio rimprovero
il mio senso di colpa
il dolore, la vergogna
i creatori del nostro aereo (volo)
che s'imbatté in pesanti nuvole cariche di pioggia"