Lady Madonna, children at your feet!

Lady Madonna, children at your feet!
This is how I don't wanna be!

mercoledì 25 maggio 2011

There's no place like London

“I’ll come back.
I’ll come back for you.”
This is how the story begins.
This is how I start to realize I irremediably had fallen in love with London.
With these words.
In the wind that blew into Piccadilly Circus like a wisper of passed times, shining onto the glasses; it reminds me on cruel memories. I realized I simply had to come back, one day, to ear that wind again. To see that street again.
Those people. Buildings. The gray, sparkling capital of UK.
Don’t know why I’m thinking about this just now, but maybe it’s because my mind is all spreading around to Argentina. I always link memories and dreams together.
London. One day. With music in my ears. Light.
A story buried in that city is waiting for me.
I’ll come back for you.
One day.

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