Un bugiardo è tra noi
Rainy Tuesday
Senza nome, senza volto la paura. Si prega, rivelati a me.
Nameless, faceless fear. Please, reveal yourself unto me.
Hai nulla da nascondere, né io non lo so.
You've nothing to hide, nor I, do myself.
I nostri cuori sono profonde e vuote.
Our hearts are deep and empty.
Come le nostre tasche la domenica.
Like our pockets on Sundays.
O di una pioggia Martedì.
Or a rainy Tuesday
The End
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um... I love the Italian language, I think it is beautiful... so, I decided to do some poetry-like things with it... Hope ya like it.Okay... Clarification here::: the English is translation for the Italian. And if any Italian is wrong, it's not my fault. I'm using this online translator thingy, so if I'm wrong, it's because its wrong. Just thought I would let you know...
also!!! If anyone actually really knows Italain, like, fluently, please let me know what you think of the work and if it totally sucks or not. It would be much appreciated! =D Thanks!
****Just so you know, Un bugiardo e tra noi means A liar is among us, and it's Italian. Thought I would inform you.
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