*In volo nel vento*

Post N° 96

Nell'universo infinito degli affetti,
non esiste sentimento alcuno

quando

del tuo tempo fai il padrone della tua vita,
e dei tuoi cari fai la seconda e la terza scelta.

" And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but its sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but youre older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought Id something more to say."

( Pink Floyd - TIME )