Now the good days are all behind me
No different than the dreams
I wake up from in the morning
as the shower starts to steam
Bring me back to Roma,
the young girls and reggaeton
they were all so beautiful and they danced until the dawn
And I know that I want to be there
I don't know that I would stay
in any moment behind me from any single day
It's a sad feeling when desire is not revealing
Take me back to Roma where I don't think of the future
Take me back to Roma where I feel like a holy creature
And the monuments of history
are sinking to the street
in the light of the hotel room
where one shot lovers meet
and I'm dreaming of an old love
and I'm wishing it was new
But I've burnt up all my poetry and painted roses blue
Take me back to Roma where I don't think of the future
Take me back to Roma where I feel like a holy creature
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