Souvenir d'Italy.
Techo, tierra, trabajo, pan, salud, educación, independencia, democracia, libertad, justicia y paz
"Mi piace"... stare per i cazzi miei.
1977, l'anno, 1977, del, 1977, tracollo, 1977.
Enormi pascoli rosa
si dirigono malinconicamente
verso occidente
un mondo di idee
sta inevitabilmente finendo
nel fondo di un bicchiere
Inopportune resistenze
contro ignote forze
domenica 25 novembre 2012
http://youtu.be/8so-xyKyJ-A
What A Wonderful Word
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' How do you do?
They're really saying I love you
I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Oh yeah