Guido Martinelli

is not the darkness of the night
is not the soft bright of the moon
is not the smell of the summer
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Do not get drunk together... that is an accomplice...
when your friend is wrong, decided to condemn the error, and strongly help him...
when you correct him, state to have done even worse mistakes,
because help a friend comes before pride..
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the real man don't say 'I respect my woman'
but into the deep of his heart he ask...
'I'm really loving the woman that i got the privilege to love? '
the respect for the woman never must be show or be weighted
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Every day i fight to wake up
Life always get steep
Don't want stop dreaming
To love is always harder
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there's two deeply different way of to feel sick

when your heart is hitted by greed
this grow fast like a bad seed
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Into the world i would like does not exist many things that we face today
there is no nationality... we are all citizen of earth
there is no ethnic group... we are all of human race
there is no greed, money maybe. It's not the problem
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the deafening uproar of the silence surround me
others growing sounds in my mind
the walk of the hypocrites in march
the fights for dirty money
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this morning i wake up with only one idea
run out in this foggy day and found an empty grass
i feel dry in my mouth, but dryer in my heart
and start to kiss the dew
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The sparkle is already light
Many times You have dreamed it
You are sure that also her dream for it
You know that is only a question of time
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the seconds look like drops
drops sometimes are tears
powerful and majestic
slow and unstoppable
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Feeling the life that You know is ending
and there's nothing You can do
the water of love take Your breath away
You got a great fear of the mistery
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to wake up thinking at You
to fall asleep only to dream about You
to feel the heart beat only for You
to love You as You never hurt me
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