Hola (i Say) - Marco Mengoni Feat. Tom Walker -

For a long time, the sofa in the living room felt like a shared island. They had their own language—half-whispered jokes and a few Spanish words picked up from late-night movies. When life got heavy, she would pull him up with "dumb movies," cheering him up without needing a single word. Back then, they were dreamers living easy, even without a penny to their names.

Now that she’s gone, the apartment is an archive of what used to be. He tries to remember the exact moment things shifted, but all that remains is the ghost of her saying "hola, hola". He knows there was more to their story than just a greeting, but the details are blurring into nostalgia. Hola (I Say) - Marco Mengoni feat. Tom Walker

The sofa is empty now, and drinking away the lonely days doesn't bring back the rhythm they once had. He used to be better at "dancing on his own," but after her arms had swept the world from beneath his feet, the solitude feels like a weight he can't quite shake. Every "hola" he hears now is just a reminder of the connection they lost and the walls they couldn't tear down. For a long time, the sofa in the