Troppo ostinate ed orgogliose per ammetterlo, le donne sono una volta ancora prigioniere di se stesse. Intrappolate da una liberta' che non sanno come usare ma che ritengono debba essere usata qualunque sia il costo. E la usano contro gli uomini, contro il mondo e contro se stesse, rifiutando la resa in amore con fare tutto maschile, lasciando gli anni scorrere in attesa di qualcosa che neanche loro sanno cosa possa essere.
Too stubborn and too proud to admit it, women are once again prisoners of themselves. Caught in a freedom that they don't know how to use but that think must be use whatever the cost. And they use that freedom against the men, the world and against themselves, refusing to surrender in love in a totally manly attitude, letting the years to flow in a delay for something to come that even them don't know what it could be.
Too stubborn and too proud to admit it, women are once again prisoners of themselves. Caught in a freedom that they don't know how to use but that think must be use whatever the cost. And they use that freedom against the men, the world and against themselves, refusing to surrender in love in a totally manly attitude, letting the years to flow in a delay for something to come that even them don't know what it could be.
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