Samuele Bersani

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Samuele Bersani (born October 1, 1970) is an Italian singer-songwriter.

Song lyrics

Etichetta: BMG Ricordi, 1994, produced by Beppe D'Onghia.

But don't think about me anymore, | I told you to aim: | love breaks the heart. | Shoot! Shoot! Shoot, Love! | Don't think about it anymore, | what do you want to wait for? | Love breaks the heart. | Shoot! Shoot! Shoot, straight here. (from Spaccacuori^[1], n. 2)
I know who I am | even though I haven't read Freud. | I know what I'm like | but I can't loosen up | and that's why I'm here | and you are miles away, | that you will sleep with who knows who | now there. (from Spaccacuori^[1], n. 2)

Etichetta: Pressing SRL, 1997.

Too cerebral to understand | that you can feel good | without complicating the bread. | A nice little word is spread on it | empty but dubbed. | Eat soap bubbles around the world | and when I sleep it cuts the kite well. | Take away my reason and let me dream, | let me dream in peace! (from Giudizi universali, n. 1)
Like Mastroianni years ago, | how voice guides advertising, | there were some intense moments | but I've already lost them. (from Universal Judgements, n. 1)
Let's pull the rug out | and then let's put on some skates | to slide better over hatred. | Control tower, help | I'm running out of air in the tank. (from Universal Judgements, n. 1)
I could, but I don't want to trust you, | I don't know you and deep down there isn't any | in what you say something you think, | you are just a copy of a thousand summaries. | Light, light the flame bathes, | the wax remains and you are no longer there... (from Giudizi universali, n. 1)
Memory lapses, | there is no place to hold together | all the episodes of a story. | Very small detail | I lost you without malice. (from Giudizi universali, n. 1)
In America you know that the crocodiles | do they come out of the shower? | And that information meteo | are they taken verbatim from the Bible? (from Crocodiles, n. 2)

Etichetta: Ariola, 2002.

But on the bridge between Messina and Reggio | coin-operated workers are designed by Sony, | they gave the mafia a Tamagochi in exchange | and the national monopoly | of the video game sector! (from Che vita!, n. 1)
That life! | Pietro Mennea and Sara Simeoni | they are rivals in the elections. (from What a life!, n. 1)

Etichetta: Ricordi, 2006.

If you want to be right, you're right | to continue with your instinct | but don't change direction, | keep going straight...(from Let it go, n. 1)
The non-voting teller | is indifferent to politics, | he is very keen to say oh hoist! | but then he doesn't get out of the car; | he's like a practicing atheist, | sitting in church on Sunday, | he settles down a little to the side, | to disagree with the sermon...(from The non-voting scrutineer, n. 4)
Always change the title so as not to decide, | you don't put a period so as not to finish, | as you walk barefoot through the mess, | I envelop you in my coils. (from A delirious poem, n. 6)
The solitude is not a deal breaker, | makes you believe you are saving | and instead it is nothing but a waste of useless seasons | and years gone by in front of the calendar... | and the fault is mine alone... (from Come due donkeys, n. 8)

Etichetta: Fuori Classica Edizioni Musicali, 2009.

The scar | is always beautiful that he will remind me that I was happy. (from April Fool, n. 2)
I hope to have | a time when I can ignore you | like a folder above the monitor, | left untitled, | deleting you doesn't come to mind: | I would certainly regret it endlessly. (from Waltz in Space, n. 8)

Label: Sony Music, 2012.

It takes a lot of courage to roll down | in a cowardly context that no longer moves | and to keep calm now | so as not to feel like a lost ball. (from Un balloon, n. 1)
Sometimes I am afraid of you more than of loneliness. (from Psycho, n. 2)