How much ground Ive traveled, how much life Ive seen. Airports and train stations, city people in a hurry, everyone with their own destiny, and, behind all those glances, a question... Theres more, much more, but I dont know where to find it. I want more, much more than this monotony Where does madness come from? Whats the reason for love? And beyond appearances, what is life? On the other side of you, beyond what you see, besides the scarlet sunset, besides the sea and rain, Theres more to understand and youll get it if every day that passes by youll let the answer grow inside you. Theres more, much more than all they teach you. Theres more, much more youll find out by yourself. For pity gives up, faced with an ideal. Why keep so many secrets, when you could talk them over? Why require so much effort, you could ask yourself, when you have a whole life to learn that. On the other side of you, beyond what you see, besides the scarlet sunset, besides the sun and wind, theres much more to understand and youll get to it if every day that passes by youll let the answer grow inside you. Then all they teach you youll find out for yourself.
Posted on: Fri, 16 Jan 2015 20:16:34 +0000
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