One day after another time goes
the roads are always the same,
the same houses.
One day after another and everything 'as a first step
after another
life itself. And his eyes looking around
that future they dreamed dreams but the dreams are still
and the future and 'now almost gone. One day after another
life goes
tomorrow will be a day like yesterday.
The ship has already left the harbor and shore
seems a distant point
someone this evening
slowly back home disappointed. One day after another
life goes
and hope now and 'habit.
It 's a beautiful - and sad - song by Luigi Tenco. I do not know if everyone know, I'm afraid not. Not the youngest, at least. Luigi Tenco was one of the greatest Italian singers. Together with Gino Paoli, Toby Lightman and Fabrizio De Andrè was one of the leading exponents of the so-called "Genoese school." Tormented man, very sensitive (too much, perhaps, in this world sometimes dry), than he remembers above all the story with great Dalida and her tragic death in San Remo, in circumstances still not fully clarified.
However, you can find plenty of news and pictures of him in the unofficial site Luigi Tenco , or other sites linked to it (My kingdom or Gigimai ).
This song (one of his best), I happened to hear the case for a few minutes ago, in a sad sunny Friday, with an eye towards the garden of my house, is a tribute to the great Tenco (for those guys or girls who attend our sites and know little or nothing) but also, perhaps above all, a sermon - small, for heaven's sake - for who is no longer so young to ask all of its LIVING precious lives, not LOOKING LIVE , spoiled as we are by too many hours a day from viewers (in front of TV, screens, etc. ...). Why, good or bad, is the only one we have. Will be trivial, simple, but it is.
Hello, Louis.
However, you can find plenty of news and pictures of him in the unofficial site Luigi Tenco , or other sites linked to it (My kingdom or Gigimai ).
This song (one of his best), I happened to hear the case for a few minutes ago, in a sad sunny Friday, with an eye towards the garden of my house, is a tribute to the great Tenco (for those guys or girls who attend our sites and know little or nothing) but also, perhaps above all, a sermon - small, for heaven's sake - for who is no longer so young to ask all of its LIVING precious lives, not LOOKING LIVE , spoiled as we are by too many hours a day from viewers (in front of TV, screens, etc. ...). Why, good or bad, is the only one we have. Will be trivial, simple, but it is.
Hello, Louis.
I would be there on my
green island
to invent a world
made only friends
(Luigi Tenco)
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