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Stanotte.
Stanotte Mattia.
Stanotte Mattia ha dormito dalle 22 alle 7.
NEL SUO LETTINO.



Feel the earth move!

A mio figlio..

NATURAL WOMAN (C.king - Tapestry 1971)

Looking out on the morning rain
I used to feel uninspired
And when I knew I had to face another day
Lord, it made me feel so tired
Before the day I met you, life was so unkind
but your love was the key to my peace of mind

cause you make me feel
you make me feel
you make me feel
like a natural woman

And when my soul was in the lost-and-found
You came along to claim it
I didn't know just what was wrong with me
till your kiss helped me name it

now I'm no longer doubtful
of what I'm living for
cause if I make you happy I don't need to do more

you make me feel
you make me feel
you make me feel
like a natural woman

oh baby what you've done to me (what you've done to me)
you make me feel so good inside (good inside)
and I just wanna be (wanna be)
close to you you make me feel so alive

you make me feel
you make me feel
you make me feel
like a natural, natural woman

you make me feel
you know you make me feel
you make me feel
like a natural woman

you know you
you make me feel
you make me feel
you make me feel
like a natural woman

natural woman

Questa è stata la nostra colonna sonora di questa mattina, che lui ha gradito moltissimo.. :-)

Tapestry - Carole King

My life has been a tapestry
Of rich and royal hue;
An everlasting vision
Of the ever-changing view;
A wondrous woven magic
In bits of blue and gold;
A tapestry to feel and see;
Impossible to hold.

Once amid the soft silver
Sadness in the sky,
There came a man of fortune;
A drifter passing by.
He wore a torn and tattered cloth
Around his leathered hide
And a coat of many colors;
Yellow, green, on either side.

He moved with some uncertainty
As if he didn't know
Just what he was there for
Or where he ought to go.
Once he reached for something
Golden hanging from a tree
And his hand came down empty.

Soon within my tapestry,
Along the rutted road,
He sat down on a river rock
And turned into a toad.
It seemed that he had fallen
Into someone's wicked spell
And I wept to see him suffer,
Though I didn't know him well.

As I watched in sorrow,
There suddenly appeared
A figure gray and ghostly
Beneath a flowing beard.
In times of deepest darkness
I've seen him dressed in black.
Now my tapestry's unraveling;
He's come to take me back.
He's come to take me back.