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I Know, Maria Tosti |
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I KNOW...
I know you eyes distant and rebel when the refusal doesn't accept any reason. I know your continuous sink of your soul in the moments of extreme discouragement. I know your slow run of your thoughts upon the wings of the wind chasing forgotten melodies. I know your rage, your innate confusion, your dancing heart and your curiosity. I know your deceiving sweetness, your wander without pose, your force and your fragility. I know your free spirit, flight of eagle between passions and ambitions. I know your tears, liberating rivulets of water that go down suffering on your melancholies. I know your eyes, windows of sky open on the world to peek the essence of the life.
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