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I get up and put in my coffee
Two or three tears to salt it
Nothing new under the door
Except a ticket to the Dead Sea
On the radio we don't talk about you
(…)
Romina, Romina, you left too much space in my house
You left too many marks on my fingers
On my piano and on my heart
I close and go down the stairs
I rock like a lost boat
Without my pilot and without my faith
I might soon crash
In the newspapers, no words about you
But in the storm you only see me
Romina, Romina, you left too much space in my house
You left too many marks on my fingers
On my piano and on my heart
I'm going swimming in the neighborhood
With my pain in my shoes
And my compass is out of adjustment
Leads me into funny thoughts
At my cinema, a photo of you
But at the entrance, it's not just me
Romina, Romina, you left too much space in my house
You left too many marks on my fingers
On my piano and on my heart
But at the entrance, it's not just me
Romina, Romina, you left too much space in my house
You left too many marks on my fingers
On my piano and on my heart
