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domenica 19 febbraio 2012

Forever Blowing Bubbles


I'm dreaming dreams,
I'm scheming schemes,
I'm building castle high.
They're born anew,
their days are few.
Just like a sweet butterfly
And as the daylight is dawing.
They come again in the morning.


Pretty bubble in the air,
They fly so high
nearly reach the sky,
then like my dreams,
they fade and die.
Fortune's always hiding,
I've looked everywhere
I'm forever blowing bubbles,
pretty bubbles in the air!


Per quanto io non sia una Hammers e non abbia mai spaccato boccali di birra in testa agli avversari, amo molto questa canzone, staccandola dal suo contesto "sportivo" ! 
E' l'espressione della mia immensa passione per Londra.


As I'm not a Hammers and I've never broken mugs of beer on the opponents' heads, I really love this song, detaching it from its sporting context!
It's the expression of my great passion for London.