Per angela umberto tozzi biography

For Angela, at the doctor,

For Angela, sleeping pills,

For Angela, the anger,

For Angela, who is leaving.

For Angela,

For Angela

For Angela

For Angela, who is leaving.

From this Gauloise smoke

That is spitting the city

To the rhythm of the windscreen wipers

And towards the nothingness of a farewell,

For Angela,

For Angela

For Angela

For Angela, my beloved one.

Dressed under the sheets,

A kiss like for those who go to school

For a woman who is already single

And doesn't know that inside me

It's Angela

It's Angela.

For Angela,

For Angela, who is leaving.

It's a story in the shape of a song for Angela,

Anything can happen, even a deception, oh Angela...

And meanwhile the ivy regrows

And the withering wall

Watches the sunrise there,

As a triumph of freedom

For Angela,

For Angela

For Angela

For Angela, who is leaving,

For Angela.

Lie down and turn your eagle eyes

And you