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America 1971 & 1972

名前のない馬

I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name,

it felt good to be out of the rain

in the desert,

you can’t remember your name,

for there ain’t no one

for to give you no pain

America, I remember this band, and their songs.

When I was younger I didn’t really like this kind of music.

It was a music that was too soft, and sensitive for me and my group of ‘tough guys’ in the cul de sac.

We preferred Black Sabbath, Jimi Hendrix, Deep Purple or Led Zeppelin.

but, now I love the style of music that America made. It’s soft and sentimental, and brings me back to the place of my younger self.

Can you dig it baby?

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