Texty: Mina. Ridi Pagliaccio - Vol. I. It's Impossible.

It's impossible . . .
Tell the sun to leave the sky,
It?s just impossible . . .

It?s impossible . . .
Ask a baby not to cry,
It?s just impossible . . .

Can I hold you closer to me.
And not feel you goin? through me,
Split the second,
That I never think of you,
Oh! how impossible . . .

Can the ocean keep from rushin? to the shore?
It?s just impossible!
If I had you, could I ever want for more?
It?s just impossible!

And tomorrow , should you ask me for the world,
Somehow I'd get it . . .
I would sell my very soul,
And not regret it . . .
For to live without your love,
It?s just impossible!

< repeat last two verses >

Impossible! ( hmm )
Impossible!