One day it's nice to wake up and take a bus to Saint-Guillaume, a small medieval town not far from Montpellier.
One day it's nice to go with Phil, Claudia and Frank, do not forget your guitar Viorica.
One day it's nice to walk between stone houses, narrow streets and ancient churches.
One day it's nice to stop all together in the square of the city and play, sing, smile.
One day it's nice to play guitar on the edge of the river, while Philip slicing salami for lunch.
One day it's nice to play with Claudia on his ice cream paid its weight in gold.
One day it's nice to walk up to a small bay, take off your shoes, clothes and go swimming in the River.
One day it's nice to dry in the sun, closing his eyes and breathing heavily.
One day it's nice to wait for the bus while singing.
One day it's nice to feel calm, serene. Happy.
One day it's nice to realize how lucky you are able to share all this.
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