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"Milady really seems to be his mirror, fixed to the wall of the master bedroom." "Late at night, Roberto studies himself in reflections, looks at his life and what it’s part of, the children growing up and one day you will take them to school and they will no longer truly be yours."
"Milady really seems to be his mirror, fixed to the wall of the master bedroom."
"Late at night, Roberto studies himself in reflections, looks at his life and what it’s part of, the children growing up and one day you will take them to school and they will no longer truly be yours."
Discover the heartfelt melancholy and poetic depth of Roberto Vecchioni's Milady—listen now and reflect on life’s passage.
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