Ho deciso di tuffarmi nel mondo della Musica.
Un po’ di ginnastica fa sempre bene.
Naturalmente a ognuno il suo mestiere, così io stendo il testo, al resto pensa l’AI – oddio, ci vuole un bel lavoro di prompt, per il vero…
A ogni modo, eccoci qui, su diverse piattaforme.
Ah, parla di mia madre Gianna – il mio rapporto con lei, i suoi passi stanchi per il cancro al cervello, nel fiore degli anni –, ma forse si era già capito.
Mother J
Born in a room
From warm water
To cold land
As the Beginning
Was my first sinking
From my wet honey sky
To this red dry line
From your wet honey sky
To this red dry line
My first word is a cry
My first breath is a joke
And the Sphinx on the road
And her smile on my road
Oh Mother, I,
I know need your eyes
I know need your smile
I know need your milk
My first fly was a horse
My first blow on the ground
My first love you were there
My first tears you were dead
And the Sphinx on the road
And her smile on my road
Oh Mother, I,
I know need your eyes
I know need your smile
I know need your milk
I know need your silk
All along the aisle
Your uncertain walk
All along the words
Never did you cross
And your lips named the King
Raised on the Cross
And the need to be loved
And his Name beloved
And the Sphinx on the road
And her smile on my road
Still remains as a joke
Still retains lonely souls
Oh Mother, I,
I know need your eyes
I know need your smile
I know need your milk
I know need your silk
I know need your kiss
I will open my eyes
In your light blue skies
I will open your eyes
In my light blue skies
We will open our skies
In King’s light blue eyes
Buon ascolto!
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