roma

Rows of houses all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole And fade out again And fade out This machine will, will not communicate These thoughts and...

Come è bella c'è la luna brilla e strette Strette come è tutta bella a passeggiare Sotto il cielo di Roma Down each avenue or via, street or strada You can see 'em disappearing two by two On an evening in Roma Do they take 'em for es...