the temporality of life
Françoise Hardy expresses the brievity of life through the cycle of a flower, a rose
Time is particularly quick when spent with friend, all that is left is memories,
and life is already over when it's time to make some retrospective
and finally through the memories of others we will stay alive post mortem
Lingue: Francese → Inglese
Life and its pleasures is evaporating because of a sinister god named Clock,
a small insect named second has sucked life out of you like blood,
and each minute are as precious as gold, so don't waste it, and enjoy those
moments soon to be memories
Life and its pleasures is evaporating because of a sinister god named Clock,
a small insect named second has sucked life out of you like blood,
and each minute are as precious as gold, so don't waste it, and enjoy those
moments soon to be memories
Lingua della canzone: Francese
This man is fighting with his impatient horses
trying to delay his death by all means and his inevitable fall into
the precipice, Life is already going to end, and there is nothing he can do
to stop it, maybe he'll succeed and finish his song before falling
Lingua della canzone: Russo
Before, when he wasn't twenty YO, and then when he was twenty YO
he was like a rock, now, things have changed
Lingua della canzone: Francese
If we would die tomorrow, what would we do? what could we do more
to make our time count? how would we enjoy life if we would be about to die
Lingua della canzone: Francese
Auquel penses tu?