Nick Drake.
Un poeta.
Sì perchè a me piacciono i poeti che cantano ballads accompagnati dalla chitarra acustica.
Mi piacciono un casino, ok?
Rip Nick, quest'anno sono 40 che non hai più voluto vivere.
Ma io ti ascolto sempre con il cuore!
Buona giornata a tutti.
Alice
When I was young, younger than before
I never saw the truth hanging from the door
I never saw the truth hanging from the door
And now I'm older see it face to face
And now I'm older gotta get up clean the place.
And now I'm older gotta get up clean the place.
And I was green, greener than a hill
Where flowers grew and the sun shone still
Where flowers grew and the sun shone still
Now I'm darker than the deepest sea
Just hand me down, give me a place to be.
Just hand me down, give me a place to be.
And I was strong, strong in the sun
I thought I'd see when day is done
I thought I'd see when day is done
Now I'm weaker than the palest blue
Oh, so weak in this need for you.
Oh, so weak in this need for you.
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