August and everything after...

 

Get right to the heart of the matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door...

Summertime...

One of these mornings
You’re gonna rise, rise up singing,
You’re gonna spread your wings,
Child, and take, take to the sky...

1° agosto, don't give up...

"Don’t be too sad, don’t give up, look to each other, look to music, look to something without pain, look to the ocean, look to the sky, look to yourself"

 

 

E io ci provo, ci provo, anche se alle volte il bagaglio pesa così tanto sulla schiena.