Mihailsk
Mind rest
"Our life is a lighting ... but we're catching up"
Nikos Kazantzakis
"Tonight the song will be like a prayer,
it will be an olive grove in a forgotten land.
Tonight the song will become a hug that will fit you too,
even if you are far away.
Tonight, no one laughs at the moon,
She caresses basil with her one hand.
And I who don't sleep
and I who am awake,
I don't know if I will die or if I will be born.
Tonight my heart will become an old bicycle
that wants to go to the sky.
To find Massimo Troisi and tell him
how life changes overnight.
Tonight the song will become a hug that will fit you too,
even if you are far away."
Mind rest
"Our life is a lighting ... but we're catching up"
Nikos Kazantzakis
"Tonight the song will be like a prayer,
it will be an olive grove in a forgotten land.
Tonight the song will become a hug that will fit you too,
even if you are far away.
Tonight, no one laughs at the moon,
She caresses basil with her one hand.
And I who don't sleep
and I who am awake,
I don't know if I will die or if I will be born.
Tonight my heart will become an old bicycle
that wants to go to the sky.
To find Massimo Troisi and tell him
how life changes overnight.
Tonight the song will become a hug that will fit you too,
even if you are far away."