L’ansia corre
parallela ai binari
Il treno fermo
is there
waiting for me
In case my life
Tomorrow .....
Tomorrow we will go up
And my eyes can
a whole
the window
'll watch landscapes Flying
that mark the the path
distances and cut
Tomorrow ....
Each station
surpass a doubt
away the past
until
the My suitcase
is in your hands.
Elisena
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