November 5, 2024 6:34 am

WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Franco Battiato, “The Season of Love”

THE SEASON OF LOVE

lastagionedellamore.1.1The season of love comes and goes, desires do not age almost never with age. If I think about how I misspent my time, that will not return, will not return. The season of love comes and goes, suddenly without realizing, the live, will surprise you. We have had occasions, losing them; not rimpiangerle not rimpiangerle ever. Yet another enthusiasm will make the heartbeat. New possibilities to get to know, and never return to the lost horizon. The season of love will return, with the fears and bets this time as last. If I think about how I badly spent my time, that will not return, will not return.

(Franco Battiato)

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