This is the only song in the world that makes me sad.
My girlfriend - no longer - and I went on a trip to Tuscany once.
We started in Warsaw, and were going to drive the whole way - but her parents kind of freaked out at the last minute. Roads in Poland - and then Chech! - leave something to be desired.
Anyway, we grabbed some CDs from her father's gargantuan collection, took a train, borrowed a car in Vienna...and drove the rest of the way.
it's funny the way people follow at a respectable distance in Austria, and, the second you cross the border to Italy, they tailgate. Like, it's the same people.
Anyway, her father had millions of CDs, but wasn't Mister Generosity. We only had a few, which we listened to over and over. (And the bastard wouldn't lend me the CD at the end of the summer to copy! Ah, well...)
Anyway, one we had with us was of Italian pop songs from...the 80s? Maybe 90s - not sure.
And this was the song of the summer for me.
I know it's simple, The chord progression has been done a million times.
But it reminds me of that summer. That girl. Those days, those times...
You'll never understand. But I'll never forget.
Sereno è
Rimanere a letto ancora un po'
E sentirti giù in cucina che
Gia prepari il mio caffè
E far finta di dormire
Per tirarti contro me.
Sereno è
Ricordare il primo giorno che
Sei salita sulla moto mia
Noi due soli senza compagnia
E la volta che hai guidato tu
Dentro al fosso a testa in giù...
Sereno è
Scivolare dentro il mare e poi
Senza il peso dei pensieri miei
Giù nel buio la conferma che
Lassù in alto sempre tu ci sei
Che alla luce aspetti me.
Sereno è
Dare un calcio ai grattacapi e poi
Con un bacio fare pace noi
E sentirmi come tu mi vuoi
Raccontarti un sacco di bugie
Per poi ridere di te!
Austin Washington
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