The Coming Year.
And since you’re far far away, I write you even stronger
Ever since you left there’s been big news
The passed year has now ended
but something still isn’t quite right here
People go out seldom, including when there’s a party
And there are those who have put sandbags into the windows
And some don’t talk for an entire week
And those who have nothing to say
Don’t matter much.
But the television has told that the new year
will bring a change
And we all are already waiting for it
There will be Christmas three times and party all night
Every Christ will come down from the cross
And the birds will return
There will be food and light all year
Even the mute will be able to speak
While the deaf are already doing it
And everybody makes love as they please
Even the priests will be able to marry
But only at a certain age
And without much trouble somebody disappears
There will perhaps be the too cleaver ones
And idiots of all ages
Look, my dear friend, what I write and say to you
And how happy I am
To be here at this moment
Look
Look, my dear friend, what one has to invent
To be able to laugh about it
To continue to hope
And if this year passed in one blink of an eye
See, me friend
How it’s important
For me to be here too at this very moment
The year that will come after one year will pass
I am preparing myself for it, and this is the news
By Lucio Dalla
#Pedaso #adriaticsea #Marche #italy
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The Coming Year. Dear friend, I write to you and thus distract myself a bit And since you're far far away, I write you even stronger Ever since you left there's been big news The passed year has now ended but something still isn't quite right here People go out seldom, including when there's a party And there are those who have put sandbags into the windows And some don't talk for an entire week And those who have nothing to say Don't matter much. But the television has told that the new year will bring a change And we all are already waiting for it There will be Christmas three times and party all night Every Christ will come down from the cross And the birds will return There will be food and light all year Even the mute will be able to speak While the deaf are already doing it And everybody makes love as they please Even the priests will be able to marry But only at a certain age And without much trouble somebody disappears There will perhaps be the too cleaver ones And idiots of all ages Look, my dear friend, what I write and say to you And how happy I am To be here at this moment Look Look, my dear friend, what one has to invent To be able to laugh about it To continue to hope And if this year passed in one blink of an eye See, me friend How it's important For me to be here too at this very moment The year that will come after one year will pass I am preparing myself for it, and this is the news By Lucio Dalla #Pedaso #adriaticsea #Marche #italy #comingyear #happynewyear #happyholidays #reflection #betterfriends #bettermarketing #betterinvestments #bettermusic #improve #growing #planning #learningphotography #decisions #worldmobilephotography #featuremyclick #phonecaptures #phoneographer #learningphotographyskills #wishes #goldenthoughts #reconditioning #always #ig_Italia #instagramitalia #hashtag @italiait @ideagb @giuseppebaldassarri “All rights reserved " © by #ideagb "
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