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       Come i lettori affezionati del blog sanno bene, amo i Queen e così oggi, ascoltando casualmente  It's a Hard Life, ho pensato che non ci fosse niente di più adatto a me, in questo momento, in questa situazione, di questa splendida canzone, con un chiaro riferimento operistico iniziale:

 

I don't want my freedom
There's no reason for living with a broken heart

This is a tricky situation
I've only got myself to blame
It's just a simple fact of life
It can happen to any one

You win - you lose
It's a chance you have to take with love
Oh yeah - I fell in love
But now you say it's over and I'm falling apart

Yeah yeah
It's a hard life
To be true lovers together
To love and live forever in each others hearts
It's a long hard fight
To learn to care for each other
To trust in one another right from the start
When you're in love

I try and mend the broken pieces
Ooh, I try to fight back the tears
Ooh, they say it's just a state of mind
But it happens to everyone

How it hurts (yeah) - deep inside (oh yeah)
When your love has cut you down to size
This life is tough - on your own
Now I'm waiting for something to fall from the skies
I'm waiting for love

Yes it's a hard life
Two lovers together
To love and live forever in each others hearts
It's a long hard fight
To learn to care for each other
To trust in one another - right from the start
When you're in love

Yes it's a hard life
In a world that's filled with sorrow
There are people searching for love in every way
It's a long hard fight
But I'll always live for tomorrow
I'll look back at myself and say I did it for love (ooh)
Yes I did it for love - for love - oh I did it for love

 

 

 

 

       Ebbene, sì, lo confesso, per me è lo stesso che per Freddy Mercury: I did it for love. E voglio continuare a farlo, senza più polemiche, strascichi, invettive. Me la "porterò sempre un po' con me", quella specie d'amore. Io lo farò, io l'ho fatto. Ne sono lieto. E' parte della mia vita. E non è una parte negativa, anzi. Che cosa mi possono importare gli esiti, visto che io ho comunque amato?

 

                     Piero Visani