early July .. I'm melting from the heat .. around the city without a goal .. I know that you're back but I wanted to leave you quiet for a while ..
step the streets than ever .. the ones you have missed them, beyond the Alps ...
I'm not looking yet ..
I find myself to follow the children all dressed in a blue t-shirt .. backpacks behind .. There is also some gray t-shirt printed with the same .. who knows .. maybe .. no, it can be ..
quickly merge into a blue expanse speckled gray .. no sad face .. seem to come from another world .. only a world of joy.
all sitting among massive wooden benches .. a buzz in the background that disorder. a man dressed in white speaks .. mimic other strange clothes ..
not quite understand why I get here .. I know that you can not be here. would not be possible. you never got the hypocrisy down .. not in these things .. not when there is half the big boss ..
and instead ..
see you out the side door to immerse yourself in that scene. do not speak, do not say anything. simply lift off the ground that your old friend and take him from your soul gemella.non understand. What are you doing there?
then walk into the aisle and go into where you came from. few seconds and you can .. you sit down among the children .. Fixed the man dressed in white ... all of a sudden they get up and leave for the same port .. because you were there?
you lose sight of in the midst of the crowd .. I still try but I can not see you.
minutes pass and again and again ..
are six in the afternoon and those young faces come out of the classroom .. are attracted to a children's music spoken in the atmosphere. have you all in a circle. there you are .. 're in the middle of the circle with the microphone always .. .. .. and laugh and sing and explain the movement .. I see that car look a thousand times have you seen running down the street. I guess your smile turns off suddenly. and are not.
smile again.
then it is really true ...
're back ....
step the streets than ever .. the ones you have missed them, beyond the Alps ...
I'm not looking yet ..
I find myself to follow the children all dressed in a blue t-shirt .. backpacks behind .. There is also some gray t-shirt printed with the same .. who knows .. maybe .. no, it can be ..
quickly merge into a blue expanse speckled gray .. no sad face .. seem to come from another world .. only a world of joy.
all sitting among massive wooden benches .. a buzz in the background that disorder. a man dressed in white speaks .. mimic other strange clothes ..
not quite understand why I get here .. I know that you can not be here. would not be possible. you never got the hypocrisy down .. not in these things .. not when there is half the big boss ..
and instead ..
see you out the side door to immerse yourself in that scene. do not speak, do not say anything. simply lift off the ground that your old friend and take him from your soul gemella.non understand. What are you doing there?
then walk into the aisle and go into where you came from. few seconds and you can .. you sit down among the children .. Fixed the man dressed in white ... all of a sudden they get up and leave for the same port .. because you were there?
you lose sight of in the midst of the crowd .. I still try but I can not see you.
minutes pass and again and again ..
are six in the afternoon and those young faces come out of the classroom .. are attracted to a children's music spoken in the atmosphere. have you all in a circle. there you are .. 're in the middle of the circle with the microphone always .. .. .. and laugh and sing and explain the movement .. I see that car look a thousand times have you seen running down the street. I guess your smile turns off suddenly. and are not.
smile again.
then it is really true ...
're back ....
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