Fito's big, very big, always sings just what I want to scream ...
From the certainty from the quiet, from the deep sincerity of listening in silence my soul. (Today I know, and know it is not little ...) Maybe that's why there is no nostalgia in your memory. Never stops learning, never, never grow, but never is left to die.
Uff, how much peace ... many that I'm swimming in the Mediterranean in winter, without noticing the cold ...
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