I have less and less willing to talk about ... delegated to others.
"Here I go again to the sea, the sun touches the my hair and dreams hang in the air. Gulls are in heaven, and in my blue eyes. Sai it feels unfair there's magic everywhere Look at stay here alone, own again Up toward the sunlight. I do not need to laugh and cry because it is a life wonderful. The sun in your eyes, the heat is in your hair: seem to hate you because you are there and I need a friend, and that makes me happy, not stay here alone, watch me while I stand here alone, again turned its toward the sunlight. I do not need to laugh and cry because it's a wonderful life . "
(© Zucchero Wonderfull Life)
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