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Nikka

La vita è come un disegno, e per dipingerla non ti basteranno i colori dell’arcobaleno.

La tua mamma

Nikka

How time passes between

one drawing and another between

a dream and a break between

the sky of England and the scent of Italy.

And I’m still here to live my time…

daydreaming… Where will it take me, I wonder?

My world is here.

And I never gave up against the difficulties

I’m still here together with my drawing

and my dreams become reality

How time passes for everyone

it’s the same for everyone

and everyone does his best to love.

And I’m still here to live my time

daydreaming… Where will it take me, I wonder?

My world is here.

And I never gave up against the difficulties

I’m still here together with my drawing

and my dreams become reality

I don’t even count the hours

I also forget to answer

I am ready to go and face the world…

but then I go home and return to draw.

Maybe I’ll call you, oh, mom,

don’t worry; I take the pencil

I am a girl who loves her job

it is the only treasure.

How time passes between

one drawing and another between

a dream and a break between

the sky of England and the scent of Italy.

And I’m still here to live my time

daydreaming… Where will it take me, I wonder?

My world is here.

© Nikka – Flame of Life – 2020