La lentezza di una mattina, in attesa che tutto "il MIO MONDO" si svegli...A Buenos Aires, Los Angeles e Toronto che ancora sognano, a Milano che pigramente inizia la nuova giornata.Il brontolio della caffettiera, il profumo di una brioches ancora calda...
The slow one morning, waiting for all "my world" you awake ...In Buenos Aires, Los Angeles and Toronto who still dream, in Milan that lazily starts the new day.The rumbling of the coffee pot, the aroma of a hot croissants ...
Sometimes as a child dream that the world did YOU ...Not everywhere though ... JUST MINE!When you combine music and words and music becomes poetry ...Buona DomenicaYou
A slow morning, waiting for all "my world" awakes ...From Buenos Aires, to Los Angeles and Toronto who still dream, to Milan that lazily starts its new day.The rumbling of the coffee pot, the aroma of a hot croissants ...
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Sometimes as a child I dream that the you made the world...But not all the World ... JUST MINE!Video: Los Pinguos - "EL POETA"
Quando si fondono musica e parole e la musica diventa poesia...Buona DomenicaSi
When you combine music and words and music becomes poetry ...Have a good SundaySi
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