Drupi "Vado Via" 1977

You have to understand that if the damn Christmas makes me feel melancholic, the boss of the ass is way worse for my tired, fragile Freudian nerves.
So I've decided to go.
To roll myself a green joint, which is always better than the grass of my Christian Democrat neighbor.
The fisherman, here, is someone I've always liked: his "Sereno è" remains an indelible thing, like imprinting for me.
But I think I've already posted it.
Or vespero?
What a struggle it is.