Grande professore! Ho avuto la fortuna di averti conosciuto bene quando ero ragazzo,la tua schiettezza,la tua stravaganza,la tua voglia di vivere la ricorderò per sempre!
@@twobalcain White lime among the reeds, a lagoon house, under the porch two dogs, the owner is snoring. Then a strong and good voice who calls me to the door, with two pats on the back, "Come in, there's something to drink." My brother is a song made strong by life, black wine that is good for you, which makes the fingers move. And I like to imagine it always hunting with his dogs, on a long, flat boat, the shotgun in his hands. To defend with anger the intoxicated lagoons from the poisons of modern people industrial Turkmen My brother was born ancient, almost archetype of a world, the landscapes now disappeared who he paints to the end. Rediscovered sensations along the banks of the rivers, with the wind caressing us of yesterday and tomorrow. My brother is a song made strong by life, black wine that is good for you, which makes the fingers move.
Grande professore! Ho avuto la fortuna di averti conosciuto bene quando ero ragazzo,la tua schiettezza,la tua stravaganza,la tua voglia di vivere la ricorderò per sempre!
Coza si chiamava di coniome e dove a culle scuala lavorava lo ho sercato su la rete e non o trovato nulla
Che bella canzone!
Who was Millo Bortoluzzi?
Nachoidess her brother i think
A painter of the Venetian painting school. His own grandfather was a quite famed painter and his nephew is an emerging artist
Words to song in english?
@@twobalcain
White lime among the reeds,
a lagoon house,
under the porch two dogs,
the owner is snoring.
Then a strong and good voice
who calls me to the door,
with two pats on the back,
"Come in, there's something to drink."
My brother is a song
made strong by life,
black wine that is good for you,
which makes the fingers move.
And I like to imagine it
always hunting with his dogs,
on a long, flat boat,
the shotgun in his hands.
To defend with anger
the intoxicated lagoons
from the poisons of modern people
industrial Turkmen
My brother was born ancient,
almost archetype of a world,
the landscapes now disappeared
who he paints to the end.
Rediscovered sensations
along the banks of the rivers,
with the wind caressing
us of yesterday and tomorrow.
My brother is a song
made strong by life,
black wine that is good for you,
which makes the fingers move.
Millo Bortoluzzi was simply the brother of the singer Mario Bortoluzzi.