Viatges per terresde bellesa clàssica, mentre et somnio somriures de lluna. Mires al teu voltanti pots veure més enllàde la llum dels ullsque t’enlluernen?
Which Way The Wind Blows(Anthony Phillips)Look, see how the world goes round,Look, see how the day goes on,You, it won't stop to help youMe, it won't stop to help me.All the time a wind is blowing Where it's blowing next we don't know...Look, some spend their days in slumber,Look, someone is weary toiling,Home, be my guest and come back home.Come, you'll be better off at home.All the time someone is dying,Where he's dying next we don't know...I sit in the sunsetWatching God's evening,Receding so gently nowInto the Westlands.I think I'm at peace nowBut of nothing am I certainOnly which way will the wind blow next time?You, you might never have been savedAh, well you might not have been so brave,Time would have shown the parting wavesAnd you slipping under Autumn's gazeAnd now I know that nothing is what it ever seems.I sit in the sunsetWatching God's evening,Receding so gently nowInto the Westlands.I think I'm at peace nowBut of nothing am I certainOnly which way will the wind blow next time?
Espero que pugui veure a través de molts ulls...perquè els millors racons sempre estan amagats...
Hmmmmm...No ho sabré fins que no torni...Però dessitjo de tot cor que hagi vist i rigut molt.
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