Our an in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Festa Agosto."
(Dedicato Loic V-L...the ONLY guy who can figure this out?)
FESTA...AGOSTO!
(Italian) "Ferra.AGOSTO" we don't have to know, where we GO, where Paradise lies? Bambini ragazzo, punching me in MAH RIBS, puttin' flowers upon my head, a Street called Peace and Paradise, "Au befiehl"; "de rigeur", NO DAVE; no-one is all Alone?
FERRA.AGOSTO, Babee? It's only some ACTUARIES "twist & shout";; a Dream a truth, a KICK, or a lie: where Love goes? And where Love ought to be?
Agosto-FERRAL, my Dear, some wild S0ng, a punk head, a hunt, looking for a SLICE of Individuality, Today's Girl, an the BAD ASS I used to be;
Mid Summer RAZZI; we don't have to know. French Cafe. Zanzibar Tavern; Cafe Rendezvous des Amis? It ALL comes down to U AND me... And Festa Agosta, HIGH SUMMER....will conjoin our emotional Belief's,,,and THEN to somehow conceive?" aND ACHEIVE WHAT WE see.
(AN aCCORDIAN SMILES)
c2017, davedelacroix/....:)
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