Oggi ho fatto alcune ricerche con internet, e poi ho buttato giù, di getto, nella mia mente e ora in questo life i pensieri che si sono creati guardando alcune immagini.
Le foto sono nate così, il collegamento è stato creato proprio oggi...
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
A me ha generato molte emozioni sia questa canzone che il significatyo e il momento in cui è stat scritta.
Accolgo anche critiche, soprattutto quelle sugli scatti, non eccelsi lo so. Non dovrebbe essere questa la sezione per le critiche ma.... alcune non fanno male.
Buoni scatti
(ti riposerai domani pomeriggio)
