Tekster: Paolo Conte. Paris Milonga. Pretend, Pretend.

(What do you expect

look? your life?

your life is just like

like a blank sheet to fill,

turn a page over

and listen to what I say?)



Pretend, pretend, pretend

what are you asking from life

the ship flows smoothy on the sea

the thirties run on the century

you read a smile

printed on somebody?s story

walking on somebody?s dream

just called from somebody?s wish

what you want?

what you want?



Pretext, pretext, pretext?

how many trees in your mind

a jungle that you like to cross

a way to reach yourself disguised

if it?s first class?

call me and I will be leading

call me and I lead the way

call me and I take your hand?

if you please?

if you please?



Pretend, pretend, pretend

what are you asking from life

the ship flows smoothy on the sea

the thirties run on the century

you read a smile

printed on somebody?s story

walking on somebody?s dream

lust called from somebody?s wish

what you want?

what you want?