Lyrics

[Testo di "The Blind Man Story" ft. Sergio Sylvestre] [Strofa 1: Biggie Bash] Some man dem kyaan see di prosperity around dem Surrounded by foolishness May the lord come fi warn dem Tell me where you belong And what you think you gonna teach to your son? You must be grateful for the blessings around you The good things you been trough Cause happyness in life has a price You never meant to Care about someone that is not you A blind man is walking No telephone calling He's the only one man he really can talk with You never imagine Life is so fucking tragic Spending every second in the dark Juss surviving But me know seh what is in the dark soon haffi come straight to the light Have you ever seen a blind man ah cry? Have you ever taste a single tear down from your eyes No, you dont And you won't In the end, the blind man blues is on [Ritornello: Sergio Sylvestre] One man live in the dark Two men on the road Sayin' moon is too far Three nights we spend awake It ain't no glory Four times a week I listen to this blind man story Oh oh oh The blind man blues is on Oh oh oh He can't see the sun Oh oh oh It ain't no glory Listen to this blind man story [Strofa 2: Pay�] Ane bba chatta mo subbra la chat La strada pe nui � lu giustu habitat La fuori sembra Los Angeles La fuori non � come Snapchat Nu giurnu buenu, nu giurnu su bad Nu giurnu su mazzu, nu giurnu su fatt' La fuori sembra Los Angeles Comu na storia su Instagram Ane bba chatta in privatu contattami Te cuntu vita de morte e meraculi Lassa me spruzzu nu pocu de apropoli Carta igienica munnu a rotoli Carta regalu tengu lu Monopoly Me sentu scommutu viaggiu in economy Sull'altalena ancora ca dondoli Minti mi piace, follow me follow me Nu giurnu Putin nu giurnu Trump Nu giurnu su Conte, nu giurnu Deschamps La fuori sembra Los Angeles Pe tanti invece pare Bagdad Na na na no nu dire "Na na" Quista � la verit� mo tie na na na Quannu sienti stu pezzu te parte na ola Ca pare lu stadiu de Maracan� Quantu su buenu, quantu su bad Quantu su ciecu, quantu Ray Charles Nu giurnu ragga, nu giurnu trap Nu giurnu sanu, poi 'mbriacu allu bar Fazzu de tuttu riflettu de tuttu De tuttu de tuttu comp� Ma la fuori sembra Los Angeles Un film girato a Cinecitt� [Ritornello: Sergio Sylvestre] One man live in the dark Two men on the road Sayin' moon is too far Three nights we spend awake It ain't no glory Four times a week I listen to this blind man story Oh oh oh The blind man blues is on Oh oh oh He can't see the sun Oh oh oh It ain't no glory Listen to this blind man story Oh oh oh The blind man blues is on Oh oh oh He can't see the sun Oh oh oh It ain't no glory Listen to this blind man story Oh oh oh The blind man blues is on Oh oh oh He can't see the sun Oh oh oh It ain't no glory Listen to this blind man story