Ovvero i pensieri, i viaggi di un cuoco per scelta e per passione
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is goldAnd she's buying a stairway to heaven.When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closedWith a word she can get what she came for.Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.Ooh, it makes me wonder,Ooh, it makes me wonder.There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,And my spirit is crying for leaving.In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,And the voices of those who standing looking.Ooh, it makes me wonder,Ooh, it really makes me wonder.And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tuneThen the piper will lead us to reason.And a new day will dawn for those who stand longAnd the forests will echo with laughter.If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,It's just a spring clean for the May queen.Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long runThere's still time to change the road you're on.And it makes me wonder.Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,The piper's calling you to join him,Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you knowYour stairway lies on the whispering wind.And as we wind on down the roadOur shadows taller than our soul.There walks a lady we all knowWho shines white light and wants to showHow everything still turns to gold.And if you listen very hardThe tune will come to you at last.When all are one and one is allTo be a rock and not to roll.And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
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