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Julie

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UN PO' AFRICANA, POLACCA, INGLESE, E MESSICANA..Working all day for a mean little man With a clip-on tie and a rub-on tan He's got me running 'round the office like a dog around a track But when I get home, You're always there to rub my backHey Julie, Look what they're doing to me Trying to trip me up Trying to wear me down Julie, I swear, it's so hard to bear it And I'd never make it through without you aroundHours on the phone making pointless calls I got a desk full of papers that means nothing at all Sometimes I catch myself staring into space Counting down the hours 'til I get to see your faceHey Julie, Look what they're doing to me Trying to trip me up Trying to wear me down Julie, I swear, it's so hard to bear it And I'd never make it through with out you around No, I'd never make it through with out you aroundHow did it come to be That you and I must be Far away from each other every day? Why must I spend my time Filling up my mind With facts and figures that never add up anyway? They never add up anywayWorking all day for a mean little guy With a bad toupee and a soup-stained tie He's got me running 'round the office Like a gerbil on a wheel He can tell me what to do But he can't tell me what to feelHey Julie, Look what they're doing to me Trying to trip me up Trying to wear me down Julie, I swear, it's so hard to bear it And I'd never make it through with out you around No, I'd never make it through without you around No, I'd never make it through with out you around //Eyes so bright, so big and wide Make you feel so strange Somewhere deep inside Its the face of an angel Soul of the devil may careHow Id love to know What goes on in thereShe needs your love She needs it every day But speak of love See her laugh and run awayJulia, which way will you go Julia, I wanna know Julia, only the moon and stars Julia, know just where you are JuliaSee the dance that needs no alibi Oh you dont need to dream When you know you can flyShe needs your love She needs it every day But speak of love See her laugh and run awayJulia, which way will you go Julia, I wanna know Julia, only the moon and stars Julia, know just where you are Julia ------------------------------------------------------------ William Shakespeare scrisse: L'amore non è amore che cambia quando incontra qualcosa che cambia. È un'impronta incancellabile che combatte tempeste e non si agita mai. L'amore non si trasforma in poche ore o in settimane... ma resiste... anche sull'orlo della morte.------------------------------------------------------ ------A quelli che dicono che sono troppo giovani vorrei rispondere: si può guidare a 16 anni, andare in guerra a 18 anni, puoi bere alcool a 21 e andare in pensione a 65... e allora qual'è l'età giusta per innamorarsi davvero?---------------------------------------------------- --------Sai? Tutte le canzoni finiscono,... ma è un buon motivo per non ascoltare più la musica?

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When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see For all the day they view things unrespected; But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee, And darkly bright, are bright in dark directed. Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright, How would thy shadow’s form form happy show To the clear day with thy much clearer light, When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so! How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made By looking on thee in the living day, When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay! All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me. ------------------------------------------------------ Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm’d; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance, or nature’s changing course untrimm’d; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st, Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st; So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

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