Giulia (giuli@):
Un certain régard
Giulia (giuli@):
Come sputi a gola secca, scagliàti contro un'onda del mare.
Giulia (giuli@):
Mi hai scritto "sempre", ma era scritto sulla sabbia.
Giulia (giuli@):
But I wait for a letter that's coming to me. She sends me pictures of the ocean in an envelope.
Giulia (giuli@):
As time goes by
Giulia (giuli@):
To the great beyond
Giulia (giuli@):
All this talk of getting old
Giulia (giuli@):
Settimana dei diritti 2006 #12
Giulia (giuli@):
When I see you next we'll make the most of it.
Giulia (giuli@):
Tell the sun to start moving again.
Giulia (giuli@):
...and one of us must go.
Giulia (giuli@):
Walking on air.
Giulia (giuli@):
Get lost and then get found.
Giulia (giuli@):
Swallowed in the sea.
Giulia (giuli@):
Asleep
Giulia (giuli@):
In a town where you can't smell a thing.
Giulia (giuli@):
I keep forgetting the smell of the warm summer air.
Giulia (giuli@):
You watch your feet for cracks in the pavement.
Giulia (giuli@):
And live for their secrets.
Giulia (giuli@):
Up above, aliens hover.
Giulia (giuli@):
Take me on board.
Giulia (giuli@):
La trama del cielo
Giulia (giuli@):
Camouflage
Giulia (giuli@):
In the distance
Giulia (giuli@):
Trullallero
Giulia (giuli@):
I'm the one who's always running away, and I want to stop now.
Giulia (giuli@):
Se fosse adesso
