WaterColor By: Eugenio Cellini
My town is framed inside this landscape,
a perfect place to escape, from the frantic cities,
encapsulated in a lush nature, swept by the wind,
submerged by rain, snow, it's like to be aboard of a ship,
in the middle of a storm, that's our sea, a pleasure to see, and hear.
My town is framed inside this landscape,
a perfect place to escape, from the frantic cities,
encapsulated in a lush nature, swept by the wind,
submerged by rain, snow, it's like to be aboard of a ship,
in the middle of a storm, that's our sea, a pleasure to see, and hear.
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