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The video is pretty cool ...

The Last Picture Show

Listen, do you remember when it was

ship the Phoenician Take via

me, with all the desire to sing

men, the world, and make poetry ...

with blue eyes I greet you,

with the blue one I have you regretted,

and the tree was shaking and I saw the earth,

the Greeks, the fires and the endless war

I saw them one by one

while opening the hand

and showed me the fate

as if to say "We choose,

there is a God who is stronger "

and the black shadow that passed

repeated no laughing ...

Listen, I started to sing

great men behind large shields,

and saw small men ammazzarre,

small, clumsy, desperate and naked ...

there well knew an old bard

blinded you to remain in the dream,

with the blue eye but I saw and I see

with blue eyes and I turn to you remember ...

But you told me about

and my ideas as lizards

retired head

into the wall, when it's late

because it's cold because it is dark:

and a thousand lonely

and holes to hide ...

And I saw the lamps in a love

and he did lay on the bed

friend with two swords in my heart,

and kissed crying face and chest ...

and I came back to see you go,

and while I share greetings and quickly

between all the words you can say

ask me "me from a cigarette?"

I of Muratti, sorry, I do not

the sidewalk to Turin, yes I know;

but it is one thing to make you feel a bit 'of the company,

wait for another train to go,

Why I will help thee to go do not know,

yes, this is left to those who never happens,

but I've never seen my stuff,

I have my own stories, and you a history of your

But you told me about

and my ideas as lizards

retired head

into the wall, when it's late

because it is cold, because it is dark ...

And yet loneliness

and holes to hide ...

And you are not alone when another left you,

if someone has just never came

but I lose the pieces down the stairs,

and who passes on, he can not get me wrong.

But do not tell me now, let it be

or that the fight must continue,

because if this story was a song

with my order, do not you would go away.

Roberto Vecchioni

the text is perfectly suited to today

although rather dated
(late 70s I think),

a literature professor who spoke
to us kids back then

using words no longer in use, forget
to tell a love ...

the alliterative "r" in compound sentences, educate ...

then I began to love
and I never stopped ...

I was lucky I had good teachers

me have opened the soul

and entered all ...