21:00
April 21.
And I received a letter from the town of Turin.
Ladies and Gentlemen .. Turin is, no.
Years and Change, millemila places people places and experiences ..
this time last year I was in Madrid two years ago .. dealing with examinations of poles .. 3 years ago just graduated first level ..
Too much light outside, I would like a beer.
But in the end I found something to do .. and if the will of the fool now plays his last note (Zuzzie when you want to send you the song) now I relax with my notes, or better with my frasucole directly on the hedonistic.
That is a bit less hellish inner internal agency.
The elegant hedonist
Scalo between the pages of your diary
suddenly inspired to throw me out there you can take me with honesty
Do I look strange, rambling
but this is nothing more than your utopia
dreams into reality
can not run away from what is inside you are the elegant hedonist
keep me listening to fetch me because my
but do not burn with the moon
man or woman who cares
I move to nose
stagger I investigate I scan your thoughts
sign in pencil any slight impurities
clear tipsy from the edge of your imagination
paper down on paper I Staglio the hill
riflettimi shoulders in a grape
but do not leave without a title because
can not run away from what is inside you are the elegant hedonist
keep me listening to fetch me because my
but do not burn with the moon
TB
