song for gli azzurri (get it together guys!)

What can I say about our team, except to quote from this awesome album my dad gave me, called whispering grass, by the swing session:

I’m confused, sing the blues
There’s nothing more for me to say.

I been wronged for so long
It’s too late to make amends.

But I can’t say that I got my way
If it means our story ends.

I never meant to fall in love with you
But it happened… now what can I do??

Sometimes it’s give baby…
Sometimes it’s take.