L'acero indossa una sciarpa più gaia, E la campagna una gonna scarlatta. Ed anch'io, per non essere antiquata, Mi metterò un gioiello.

-Emily Dickinson-

21 mar 2010

Tra le prime canzoni

che ho imparato a cantare da bimba...
Quanti ricordi...

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

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