You are my slavery, you are my freedom, you are my burning flesh, you are my homeland.. You, with the green reflections of your eyes, you, tall and victorious, you are my nostalgia of knowing you are inaccessible at the very moment I grasp you.. (Nazim Hikmet - You are my slavery you are my freedom) I dedicate Nazim Hikmet's verses to music (and to life in general), adding, as the Mercanti di Liquore sing, that "she doesn't even belong to those who make her"..
Greet with joy!
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