Milan and Vincent
by Alberto Fortis (1978)

Milan, I'm all yours
Vincent, no, he doesn't shut me in anymore
Oh, Milan, please, you at least, be kind
He would beat me up all year
and he would make me say yeas
Milan, don't you ever treat me like that
 
Vincent, I'm going to kill you
you're too stupid to live
Oh, Vincent, I'm going to kill you because
because you can't decide
 
I like your grey paintings
the yellow lights, your demonstrations,
Oh, Milan, I'm glad you're there
Vincent says you're cold
hectic and merciless
but he's a moron, and also, he lives in Rome, what does he know?
 
Vincent, I'm going to shoot you
you're to much of a thief to understand
that your work will never get any friends
'cause you don't know how to suffer
 
I owe you a lot as a man,
I work together with you childrens
Oh, Milan, do whatever you want with me
I'm leaving you all my projects,
my vendettas and my age
Oh, don't betray me, I'm old and time flies
 
Oh, Vincent, I'm going to chase you
you're too stupid to live
Vincent, I'm going to kill you because
because you can't decide
 
Oh, Vincent, I'm going to get you
you're too stupid to live
Vincent, I'm going to kill you because
you're too much of a thief to love...
