Second January ... year two thousand and sixteen (2016),
quarter to two pm.
A nice sunny day,
somebody going to a trip ... somewhere ...
Dalai Lama is still on TV
as we grow and gets it older,
as a message and symbol
for a struggle that lasts forever,
of small and disadvantaged.
Thematic wedding, on the manor of
Stars Wars, 60's.
There are Vivaldi's timeless winter
and supporting notes,
starting the cycle
that lasts forever…
Those seven days
who endlessly repeat themselves at the hours,
starting with Monday
ending on the Sunday,
Strauss and his son Danube
for Happy New Year, are here…
Yesterday was the day of the New Year concert
and the Vienna Philharmonic noon.
forty six (46) years after her death excellently sales
her souls and poems, for about
a million and eight hundred thousand dollars,
And here we are still playing, playing chalgii,
The time and event
recurring as values
that no one forgets,
and wars, wars, everywhere…
America debate weiss Russia
is never tired,
on the sight is a new Cold War,
and the cycle of 50 years
about which my grandfather spoke…
it seems that the news are the same, every new year
It is the same for decades…
and fashion, oh,
no one has created anything new,
Plates are already seen, and only,
only birth, is unique
to know that,
to love and be loved is a happiness…
Not New Year's greetings.
yes, you will see Dirty Dancing once again…
smiling as well, for that unrivaled experience…
And sometimes just the nature
will bring snow to punish or reward us.
Sparrow and pigeon, both, swaying on branch,
frozen sweeper is sweeping the streets,
holding the child's hand, smiling,
on the Second of January.