Dislocation
11 jan 19
DeRank ™: 20,01
Fabrizio De André - Da A Me Riva
From my shore, only your light handkerchief, from my shore. In my life, only your bitter smile, in my life. You'll forgive me the lump in my throat, but I think of you against the sun, and I know well that you're looking at the sea just a bit beyond the pain.
And here I am, leaning over this sailor's trunk, and here I am looking at three velvet shirts, two blankets, and the mandolin, and a hard wood inkwell.
And in a black cap, your childhood photo, so I can still kiss Genoa on your mothball mouth.
From my shore, only your light handkerchief, from my shore. In my life, only your bitter smile, in my life. You'll forgive me the lump in my throat, but I think of you against the sun, and I know well that you're looking at the sea just a bit beyond the pain.
And here I am, leaning over this sailor's trunk, and here I am looking at three velvet shirts, two blankets, and the mandolin, and a hard wood inkwell.
And in a black cap, your childhood photo, so I can still kiss Genoa on your mothball mouth.
DeBaser says
right now