Alegria
I see a spark of life shining
Alegria
I hear a young minstrel sing
Alegria
Beautiful roaring scream
Of joy and sorrow,
So extreme
There is a love in me raging
Alegria
A joyous,
Magical feeling
La dolce vita, the good life. What does it really mean? I look out the window and think I have a pretty good idea. La dolce vita, it is blue sky, it is walking to a job where you don't really do anything but read books, it's good beer, it is a warm cat sleeping next to you in the sun, it is sitting in a strawberry field eating sunwarmed strawberries, it is loosing yourself in the music and the pois. Norway in the summertime, that's la dolce vita. I started thinking about this on my way to work today, this is really heaven for me. I really do love this place, if you had asked me a few years back I would have said I hated it. But now this is my heaven. When the sun is shining life is perfect, and there is nothing that can beat me.
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