~Non lo so, non lo so mai~

La finalissima

Chiara's POV

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"Chiara e Mattia avete l'ultima esibizione"

Io e Matti siamo in finalissima e la mia sarà l'ultima esibizione di quest'edizione. Matti sta ballando. La serata è andata bene. Inizialmente è stata eliminata Isobel contro Matti, poi Angelina contro me e Wax e poi è stato eliminato Wax. Ora siamo qua ad un passo dalla fine.

"Chiara, cosa canta?"

"Galway Girl di Ed Sheeran"

Urla Arisa sorridendo

"Chiara vuoi dire qualcosa sulla canzone?"

Guardo Maria con aria interrogativa così lei continua

"Questa canzone è legata a te?"

"Sì, è una dedica più che altro ad una persona per me molto importante la quale mi ha dato la forza per continuare giorno per giorno questo percorso"

"Vogliamo dire il nome di questa persona?"

"Credo che la persona in questione l'abbia capito e per gli altri basta fare 2+2"

"Vuoi cantare o dire qualcos'altro?"

"Ultima cosa a questa persona misteriosa: grazie per essere stato ed essere tutt'ora la mia persona preferita"

"Aggiungo una cosa io: il fatto che sia arrossita è un indizio"

Dice Maria sorridendo

"Mariaa"

"Dai scema, canta. Base"

She played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Said, "Baby, I just want to dance"

I met her on Grafton street right outside of the bar
She shared a cigarette with me while her brother played the guitar
She asked me what does it mean, the Gaelic ink on your arm?
Said it was one of my friend's songs, do you want to drink on?
She took Jamie as a chaser, Jack for the fun
She got Arthur on the table with Johnny riding a shotgun
Chatted some more, one more drink at the bar
Then put Van on the jukebox, got up to dance

You know, she played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Said, "Baby, I just want to dance"
With my pretty little Galway Girl
You're my pretty little Galway Girl

You know she beat me at darts and then she beat me at pool
And then she kissed me like there was nobody else in the room
As last orders were called was when she stood on the stool
After dancing to Cèilidh singing to trad tunes
I never heard Carrickfergus ever sang so sweet
A capella in the bar using her feet for a beat
Oh, I could have that voice playing on repeat for a week
And in this packed out room swear she was singing to me

You know, she played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Said, "Baby, I just want to dance"
My pretty little Galway Girl
My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl
My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl
My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl