Final Days Testo

Testo Final Days

Tiziano Ferro, al concerto non si presentano 1000 persone per paura di attentati
To all those friends I once knew
And those I still do
This is our last but one drink
Our ship’s about to sink
But we won’t dread
The grim reaper and the dead
No, we won’t dread
The primrose path that lays ahead

The wind that blows
The rain that falls
Bare all the mysteries of our final days

To the muses I once knew
And those I still do
You made me give my life a meaning
Drove bright thoughts gleaming
Now I’d be thankful
If you would a hand lend
So not to dread
The inescapable at the end