giovedì 2 febbraio 2012

Al mio liceo c’era uno che la sapeva suonare e durante le occupazioni cuccava tantissimo




You who are on the road
Must have a code that you can live by
And so become yourself
Because the past is just a good bye.

Teach your children well,
Their father's hell did slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picked, the one you'll know by.

Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

And you, of tender years,
Can't know the fears that your elders grew by,
And so please help them with your youth,
They seek the truth before they can die.

Can you hear and do you care and
Cant you see we must be free to
Teach your children what you believe in.
Make a world that we can live in.

Teach your parents well,
Their children's hell will slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picked, the one you'll know by.

Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.


(Crosby, Still, Nash & Young)

1 commento:

  1. Ho il disco ed anche cd che sto ascoltando da trent'anni, ora ho capito il perchè, sarà una reazione inconscia ad una certa eventualità.

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