Aka7even - Dance monkey

Aka7even - La cura

Aka7even - True colors

Sangiovanni - Sweet Dreams

YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL - ENULA (COVER LANA DEL REY SERALE AMICI20)

deddy - destri

Aka7even - true colors (amici20)

Aka7even - cumm'è (amici20)

Aka7even - unconditionally (amici20)

[Thank you Albert Camus
these are words inspired by you
writing in your world
not so far removed from mine.
My youth will crumble sometime.
It depends what fate we've got.
But I will never be an idiot.]

Everyone is always young
inside their ageing body.
Your heart stays curious,
remains full of longing.
You still have a brain.
There's the endless strain
of still having a brain.
I'm doing an Albert Camus.
I should be dreaming of you.
I should be dreaming of you.

Oh! I sit at my window
and watch the world pass by.
Sometimes it makes me feel
.....like a stranger
..........in a strange land.
...............Strangely unable
to relate to the life outside.
Yet, within me still,
burns the very same fire
that once thought
it could conquer the Earth.

Everyone is always young
inside their ageing body.
Your heart stays curious,
remains full of longing.
You still have a brain.
There's the endless strain
of still having a brain.
I'm doing an Albert Camus.
I should be dreaming of you.
I should be dreaming of you.

The real tragedy is
the true world still remains,
so distant and elusive,
a fantastic place
I could never quite grasp.
A place we cannot last in.
OH! OH! OH!
The real tragedy is
the true world still remains,
so distant and elusive,
a fantastic place
I could never quite grasp.
A place we cannot last in.

[Thank you Albert Camus
these are words inspired by you-
writing in your world
not so far removed from mine.
My youth will crumble sometime.
It depends what fate we've got.
But I will never be an idiot.]

CAMUS

When a wise man looks into the flame of a candle
does he see the same beauty a fool does
when darkness descends,
the candlelight's ascension,
or does he see the literal facts,
melted wax drawn up the wick by capillary action,
the heat of the flame vaporising the liquid wax?

You tore your shirt
just to stop me from breathing,
traced my skin with your fingertips
marked your territory with your nails
took me into heaven's gates
where I thrusted into paradise,
you, of choir of an angel's,
sing to me, rise the sun with your voice
when it's dark, leave me with a lost sailor's choice,
and when it feels like I'm lost at sea our conversations are as natural
and beautiful as an ash tree.
When I look into your rosy red eyes,
the toxic in me dies
and all that's in me purifies.

Flame of a candle

Aka7even - Dance monkey

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