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Vecchia foto riesumata dai negativi trovati in soffitta.. i miei genitori hanno comprato uno scanner che permette di recuperare i negativi e le diapositive.
Qui ero in vacanza in tunisia, nel lontano 1993! Mio padre mi portava sempre sempre in spalla perchè aveva paura che mi rapissero, visto che una leggenda locale parla di una specie di Dio, di messia, di salvatore insomma, dai capelli rossi! XD
Sunlight, beads, and make-believe treasures — she builds a world of her own. In this quiet corner, joy isn’t loud, but it’s everywhere.
This used to be my playground
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to
Whenever I was in need
Of a friend
Why did it have to end
Can't say goodbye to yesterday
This used to be my playground
This used to be our pride and joy
This used to be the place we ran to
That no one in the world could dare destroy
This used to be our playground
This used to be our great escape
This used to be the place we ran to
This used to be our secret hiding place
This used to be our playground
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
The best things in life are always free
Wishing you were here with me
Madonna - This used to be my playground