You are not logged in
❝ I wrote these twelve songs for a woman I loved and lost. These twelve memories are the Bastille of my heart. For my woman, I did things far greater than these songs, but those things are now lost. Now only twelve songs remain
❝ All the things you don’t have, you’ll find them next to me. The world of illusions... you go on confidently because I am always here, here...
❝ Figli, vi porterei a cena....tra le stelle, ma non ci siete, ma non ci siete
❝ you loved my silences / you understood my speeches
Drag here or click to upload a photo.
Drag here or click to upload a video.
Drag here or click to upload an audio file.
You can take a note on this content. What you write here is visible only to you. To view your notes, go to the bookmarks section.