Musica, - chiave d'argento che apri le fontane delle lacrime, ove lo spirito beve finchè la mente si smarrisce; soavissima tomba di mille timori, ove la loro madre, l'Inquietudine, simile a un fanciullo che dorma, giece sopita nei fiori... (P. B. Shelley)

24/11/07

Per Te, Per Noi

18 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
18, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

18 there's still time for you
Time to buy, Time to lose yourself
Within a morning star
18 I'm all right with you
18, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

18 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to choose

Hey 18, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

1 commento:

Giulia ha detto...

I love you!