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Peio
Peio (Péj in local dialect) is a comune (municipality) in Trentino in the northern Italian region Trentino-Alto Adige/Südtirol, located about 50 kilometres (31 mi) northwest of Trento. As of 31 December 2004, it had a population of 1,892 and an area of 160.3 square kilometres (61.9 sq mi).
Peio borders the following municipalities: Martell, Valfurva, Rabbi, Ponte di Legno, Vermiglio, Ossana and Pellizzano.
History
Until the end of World War I (1918) Peio, as the whole region, was part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire; the border between the Empire and the Kingdom of Italy was in the mountains over Peio, where a hard war took place, among cliffs, snow and glaciers. Even today, thanks to the melting of glaciers, can be found pieces of army equipment. A small museum in Peio shows them, together with filmed documents of those battles.
Peio was, till recent decades, a hamlet in the mountains, which sustained itself on agriculture and cattle raising. Since 1970 a rapid development began, making Peio a ski resort and a centre dedicated to wellness. Peio valley is rich in mineral waters, which now are exploited not only to produce bottled water but also for therapeutic purposes.
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- Herriko Kantuak released: 1998
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That Day
by: PoeTomorrow's coming 'round
A hair-pin curve in the road
She's got a run in her stocking
And she's missing the heel of her shoe
Got up this morning rolled out of bed
I spilled a diet coke
Called my mother said, "Hi"
What I meant to say was, "Why is your life a joke?"
Then, I went down to that ugly bar and
I clicked my heels three times just like you said
And I climbed that road to your empty house
The anticipation was a turn on
But you let me down
'Coz, I stood on that empty street alone
I said, "I'm ready for my close up now, Mr. Demille"
I waited for the light, but it never shone
Well I wonder what you do with that expensive piece of land
That overlooks a billion years of history
I have a sneaking suspicion, you will never understand
Hey maybe I'll see you down by the Rocky and Bullwinkle
And we can talk to that charlatan psychic
And she can paint a prettier picture of your future
'Coz that day in my life, that day in my life
I dreamt tomorrow, had a prettier face
I dreamt tomorrow, would have better things to say
Than, "You look like shit, what's your problem, bitch?
You're legs feel like sandpaper, you can't do anything right"
'Coz that day, never should have taken place
'Coz this day, in my life still cannot explain
Why I listened in the first place to you?
Oh yeah, something else
I hope one day you call up your father
And you have the guts to tell him, how he hurt you
And he made you hurt another