I tried to remember in these days of celebration De Andrè much, maybe enough, the way he entered prepontentemente in my life. I remember a "Mouth Rosa "hummed without even knowing what it was about, maybe the notes of" The Fisherman "after hearing some summer guys, but surely the moment when it really began to know was when my Italian teacher made us listen to the first and second album. And so in my heart still bitter received such beautiful words in the most violent and happy.
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