Monday, November 21, 2011

in a world of cars and high speed
for the ones who arrive always last
for the ones who say good bye
for the ones who bump against 
the obstacles of diversity
songs are fireflies that sing in the dark
it will pass sooner or later
this little pain inside of you
inside of me, inside of us
that make us feel like sailors
at the mercy of wind and nostalgia
singing a song that you don't know
but that little pain
be it hate or be it love
it will pass

(english translation of "Passera", originally written by Aleandro Baldi)



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