Money, money, how far would you go for?!

e passerà l’estate
il profumo delle rose
si perderà tra i colori
delle foglie ingiallite
un treno che parte
un tramonto che volge alla fine
e tu ti volterai
e ti accorgerai di me
e mentre fuori il vento è raffreddato
il sole io sto
tremando e rischio di impazzire
e passerà l’estate
il profumo delle rose
si perderà tra i colori delle foglie ingiallite
un treno che parte
un tramonto che volge alla fine
e tu ti volterai
e ti accorgerai di me
di me
di me!?

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I took this picture while I was walking on Melrose last month. Sometimes, it is crazy tome how much value we give to the fucking money. Probably, it is as dirty as shit and however we give it so much importance. We make money, we pay bills, we buy groceries, food, things that we do not really need. And repeatedly we will do it again and again. Are we so fucking retarded?

I guess we are. Life could and should be much easier, all humanity should be equal. There will not be the need of working too much or at all, everybody could be just the same but on his/ her own way. But even though we know that it would be possible, we keep a system that does not work. One in which some people spend unimaginable sums of money, others sleep on the ground in dirty streets begging…

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