A melody echoing in the distance from an old tired speaker...just a distant memory and the smell of old summer comes close like it was yesterday...like they were never gone away...
She was there, dancing in front of me somewhere far beyond a dream; I can still recall the smell of the cutting grass, the sun up in the blue sky, the feeling that it would be forever...
Damn how is easy but at the same time hard to recall this, how I wish to be able to forget forever...but what will be left of me without this memories?
That was the last time I saw her, the emblem of our youth, I wonder where she could be now after all this time...Seasons have passed by in front of me since then but even now I'm always riding the same feelings of once, always find the right question to no answers, wishing it could have been forever...
She was there, dancing in front of me somewhere far beyond a dream; I can still recall the smell of the cutting grass, the sun up in the blue sky, the feeling that it would be forever...
Damn how is easy but at the same time hard to recall this, how I wish to be able to forget forever...but what will be left of me without this memories?
That was the last time I saw her, the emblem of our youth, I wonder where she could be now after all this time...Seasons have passed by in front of me since then but even now I'm always riding the same feelings of once, always find the right question to no answers, wishing it could have been forever...
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mai avrei potuto esprimere meglio ciò che spesso mi è capitato di pensare e sentire.
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