Topping the Italian singles charts last week was this thoughtful little song from Giorgia, about what happens and how we feel when a star, or something within us, dies:
I'm a sort-of retired language teacher from Cardiff, Wales, UK, now trying to make a new life in Sicily. I'm not growing vines, making olive oil or restoring a palace stone by stone!
2 comments:
I thought I didn't like that track at first but it's not bad.
I tuned into Italian TV the other week and got this fat bird singing Don't Cry For Me Argentina in Italian. Wasn't that bad actually...
I think it's a song that grows on you, Gleds. Do you know who the woman was?
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