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Vorrei Potertene Parlare di Alberto Sighele
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on the highway all of a sudden on the highway you envelop me with a shower... I should turn on the screen-wiper immediately but I cannot get rid of you so easily: in the hug of your downpour I squeeze the eyes and guess my direction and your headlights blind me at night... I should just look away onto the wayside post reflector.. my eyes into your eyes unabashed I stay I have nothing more to say July 96 |
sullautostrada sullautostrada luglio 96 |