Scattering flowers washed down by the rain
Stood by the gate at the foot of the garden
Watching them pass like clouds in the sky
Try to cry out in the heat of the moment
Possessed by a fury
that burns from inside
The Eternal - Joy Division
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Scattering flowers washed down by the rain
Stood by the gate at the foot of the garden
Watching them pass like clouds in the sky
Try to cry out in the heat of the moment
Possessed by a fury
that burns from inside
The Eternal - Joy Division
il risveglio dal sogno forse uccide
mai tradisce.....
"Strategie" AFTERHOURS
And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
These dreams in which I'm dying, Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it’s a very very
Mad World, Mad World
Metti in circolo il tuo amore come fai con una novità, come quando dici si vedrà...
Luciano Ligabue
Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My dog won't bite if you sit real still
I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again
Yeah I can hear that
Been saved again by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know
But nothing comes
Yes I know what you think of me
You never shut-up
Yeah I can hear that
But what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years
So you found a girl
Who thinks really deep thougts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts
Boy you best praya that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you
My scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there's a heaven
Where some screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker
Do you think it's enough
To get us there
Cause what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These...
Years go by
Will I still be waiting
For somebody else to understand
Years go by
If I'm stripped of my beauty
And the orange clouds
Raining in head
Years go by
Will I choke on my tears
Till finally there is nothing left
One more casualty
You know we're too easy Easy Easy
Well I love the way we communicate
Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape
Let's hear what you think of me now
But baby don't look up
The sky is falling
Your mother shows up in a nasty dress
It's your turn now to stand where I stand
Everybody lookin' at you here
Take hold of my hand
Yeah I can hear them
But what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice,
I hear my voice,
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years
I've been here
Silent All These Years
Tori Amos - "Silen All These Years"
:love: :love: :love:
"...I love the way we communicate
Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape..."
Silent All These Years, Tori Amos
(questo pezzo mi ha stregata :love: )
Quanta nostalgia
di non so nemmeno cosa
ma mi porta via
è un po’ dolorosa
eppure mi fa compagnia
con la mia musica
che naturalmente adesso è malinconica
E non so cos’è
ma la lascio fare senza chiedere perché
che anche questo forse è amore
sai quanto ce n’è è incalcolabile
dentro questo cuore adesso un po’ più debole
Quanta nostalgia
che magari a cantarla va via
che a cantarla si può trasformare
in un semplice canto d’amore
ecco cos’è
è soltanto che ho nostalgia di te
ma vedrai che a cantarla va via svanisce così
è solo nostalgia.
Cosa stai sognando
proprio in questo istante della notte
mentre canto
da così lontano è una fortuna
non la senti la mia musica
sta piangendo e ancora canta malinconica
Quanta nostalgia
che magari a cantarla va via
che a cantarla si può trasformare
in un semplice canto d’amore
ecco cos’è
è soltanto che ho nostalgia di te
questa notte non vuole andare via
la tengo con me
è solo nostalgia
Fabio Concato
Quanta Nostalgia
Johnny went out on a Saturday night
Never hurt anybody never started no bar room fight
Johnny never did nobody no wrong
Never hurt anybody never hurt anybody
Johnny was a good man
Joahnny was--Stiff Little Fingers
Benvenuto raggio di sole, a questa terra di terra e sassi
a questi laghi bianchi come la neve, sotto i tuoi passi stanchi
a questo amore a questa distrazione, a questo carnevale
dove nessuno ti vuole bene, dove nessuno ti vuole male.
A questa musica che non ha orecchi, a questi libri senza parole
benvenuto raggio di sole, avrai matite per giocare
e un bicchiere per bere forte, e un bicchiere per bere piano
un sorriso per difenderti e un passaporto per andare via lontano
Benvenuto a questa finestra, a questo cielo sereno
a tutti i clackson della mattina, a questo mondo gi troppo pieno
a questa strana ferrovia, unica al mondo per dove può andare
ti porta dove porta il vento, ti porta dove scegli di ritornare
A questa luna tranquilla, che si siede dolcemente
in mezzo al mare c'è qualche nuvola ma non fa niente
perché lontano passa una nave, tutte le luci sono accese
benvenuto figlio di nessuno, benvenuto in questo paese.
Raggio di sole
De Gregori
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Originariamente postato da Biz
Sei nell'anima
e lì ti lascio per sempre
Gianna Nannini
I was alone, Falling free,
Trying my best not to forget
What happened to us,
What happened to me,
What happened as I let it slip.
I was confused by the powers that be,
Forgetting names and places.
Passersby were looking at me
As if they could erase it
Baby did you forget to take your meds?
Baby did you forget to take your meds?
I was alone,
Staring over the ledge,
Trying my best not to forget
All manner of joy
All manner of glee
And our one heroic pledge
How it mattered to us,
How it mattered to me,
And the consequences
I was confused,
By the birds and the bees
Forgetting if I meant it
Baby did you forget to take your meds?
Baby did you forget to take your meds?
Baby did you forget to take your meds?
Baby did you forget to take your meds?
And the Sex and the drugs and the complications
And the Sex and the drugs and the complications
And the Sex and the drugs and the complications
And the Sex and the drugs and the complications
Baby did you forget to take your meds?
Baby did you forget to take your meds?
Baby did you forget to take your meds?
Baby did you forget to take your meds?
Baby did you forget to take your meds?
Baby did you forget to take your meds?
I was alone,
Falling free,
Trying my best not to forget
meds - placebo
Waldo Jeffers had reached his limit.
It was now mid-August which meant that he had been separated from Marsha for more than two months.
Two months, and all he had to show were three dog-eared letters and two very expensive long-distance phone calls.
True, when school had ended and she'd returned to Wisconsin and he to Locust, Pennsylvania she had sworn to maintain a certain fidelity.
She would date occasionally, but merely as amusement.
She would remain faithful. But lately Waldo had begun to worry.
He had trouble sleeping at night and when he did, he had horrible dreams.
He lay awake at night, tossing and turning underneath his printed quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes,
As he pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor and the smooth soothings of some Neanderthal,
Finally submitting to the final caresses of sexual oblivion. It was more than the human mind could bear.
Visions of Marsha's faithlessness haunted him.
Daytime fantasies of sexual abandon permeated his thoughts.
And the thing was, they wouldn't understand who she really was.
He, Waldo, alone, understood this.
He had intuitively grasped every nook and cranny of her psyche.
He had made her smile, and she needed him, and he wasn't there. (Awww.)
The idea came to him on the Thursday before the Mummers Parade was scheduled to appear.
He had just finished mowing and edging the Edelsons lawn for a dollar-fifty
And had checked the mailbox to see if there was at least a word from Marsha.
There was nothing more than a circular form the Amalgamated Aluminum Company of America inquiring into his awning needs.
At least they cared enough to write.
It was a New York company. You could go anywhere in
the mails. Then it struck him: he didn't have enough
money to go to Wisconsin in the accepted fashion,
true, but why not mail himself? It was absurdly
simple. He would ship himself parcel post special
delivery. The next day Waldo went to the supermarket
to purchase the necessary equipment. He bought
masking tape, a staple gun and a medium sized
cardboard box, just right for a person of his build.
He judged that with a minimum of jostling he could
ride quite comfortably. A few airholes, some water, a
selection of midnight snacks, and it would probably be
as good as going tourist.
By Friday afternoon, Waldo was set. He was thoroughly
packed and the post office had agreed to pick him up
at three o'clock. He'd marked the package "FRAGILE"
and as he sat curled up inside, resting in the foam
rubber cushioning he'd thoughtfully included, he tried
to picture the look of awe and happiness on Marsha's
face as she opened the door, saw the package, tipped
the deliverer, and then opened it to see her Waldo
finally there in person. She would kiss him, and then
maybe they could see a movie. If he'd only thought of
this before. Suddenly rough hands gripped his package
and he felt himself borne up. He landed with a thud
in a truck and then he was off.
Marsha Bronson had just finished setting her hair. It
had been a very rough weekend. She had to remember
not to drink like that. Bill had been nice about it
though. After it was over he'd said that he still
respected her and, after all, it was certainly the way
of nature and even though no, he didn't love her, he
did feel an affection for her. And after all, they
were grown adults. Oh, what Bill could teach Waldo --
but that seemed many years ago. Sheila Klein, her
very, very best friend walked in through the porch
screen door into the kitchen. "Oh God, it's
absolutely maudlin outside."
"Ugh, I know what you mean, I feel all icky." Marsha
tightened the belt on her cotton robe with the silk
outer edge. Sheila ran her finger over some salt
grains on the kitchen table, licked her finger and
made a face.
"I'm supposed to be taking these salt pills, but," she
wrinkled her nose, "they make me feel like throwing
up."
Marsha started to pat herself under the chin, an
exercise she'd seen on television. "God, don't even
talk about that." She got up from the table and went
to the sink where she picked up a bottle of pink and
blue vitamins. "Want one? Supposed to be better than
steak." And attempted to touch her knees. "I don't
think I'll ever touch a daiquiri again." She gave up
and sat down, this time nearer the small table that
supported the telephone. "Maybe Bill'll call," she
said to Sheila's glance.
Sheila nibbled on a cuticle. "After last night, I
thought maybe you'd be through with him."
"I know what you mean. My God, he was like an
octopus. Hands all over the place." She gestured,
raising her arms upward in defense. "The thing is
after a while, you get tired of fighting with him, you
know, and after all he didn't really do anything
Friday and Saturday so I kind of owed it to him, you
know what I mean." She started to scratch. Sheila
was giggling with her hand over her mouth. "I'll tell
you, I felt the same way, and even after a while," she
bent forward in a whisper, "I wanted to," and now she
was laughing very loudly.
It was at this point that Mr. Jameson of the Clarence
Darrow Post Office rang the door bell of the large
stucco colored frame house. When Marsha Bronson
opened the door, he helped her carry the package in.
He had his yellow and his green slips of paper signed
and left with a fifteen-cent tip that Marsha had
gotten out of her mothers small beige pocket book in
the den. "What do you think it is?" Sheila asked.
Marsha stood with her arms folded behind her back. S
he stared at the brown cardboard carton that sat in
the middle of the living room. "I don't know."
Inside the package Waldo quivered with excitement as
he listened to the muffled voices. Sheila ran her
fingernail over the masking tape that ran down the
center of the carton. "Why don't you look at the
return address and see who it is from?" Waldo felt
his heart beating. He could feel the vibrating
footsteps. It would be soon.
Marsha walked around the carton and read the
ink-scratched label. "Ugh, God, it's from Waldo!"
"That schmuck," said Sheila. Waldo trembled with
expectation. "Well, you might as well open it," said
Sheila. Both of them tried to lift the stapled flap.
"Ahh, shit," said Marsha groaning. "He must have
nailed it shut." They tugged at the flap again. "My
God, you need a power drill to get this thing opened."
They pulled again. "You can't get a grip!" They
both stood still, breathing heavily.
"Why don't you get the scissors," said Sheila. Marsha
ran into the kitchen, but all she could find was a
little sewing scissor. Then she remembered that her
father kept a collection of tools in the basement.
She ran downstairs and when she came back, she had a
large sheet-metal cutter in her hand.
"This is the best I could find." She was very out of
breath. "Here, you do it. I'm gonna die." She sank
into a large fluffy couch and exhaled noisily.
Sheila tried to make a slit between the masking tape
and the end of the cardboard, but the blade was too
big and there wasn't enough room. "Godamn this
thing!" she said feeling very exasperated. Then,
smiling, "I got an idea."
"What?" said Marsha.
"Just watch," said Sheila touching her finger to her
head.
Inside the package, Waldo was so transfixed with
excitement that he could barely breathe. His skin
felt prickly from the heat and he could feel his heart
beating in his throat. It would be soon. Sheila
stood quite upright and walked around to the other
side of the package. Then she sank down to her knees,
grasped the cutter by both handles, took a deep breath
and plunged the long blade through the middle of the
package, through the middle of the masking tape,
through the cardboard, through the cushioning and
(thud) right through the center of Waldo Jeffers head,
which split slightly and caused little rhythmic arcs
of red to pulsate gently in the morning sun
The gift - Velvet Underground
"E' che oggi sono in forma oggi è un giorno speciale
di quei giorni che non vengono spesso come le eclissi di sole,
che le puoi quasi contare
(...)
E a modo mio, a modo mio
sono contento un poco anch'io
E a modo mio, a modo mio
sono contento un giorno anch'io
E a modo mio ringrazio Dio
oggi la storia la faccio io, a modo mio"
Negrita - "A modo mio"
:laurea:
Fabio Concato Buona Notte A Te
Buona notte amore
che sei cosi' lontano;
e questo canto voli sopra il mare e sopra tutte le citta'
cosi' leggero sulle strade
come una brezza e sappia dove andare
e' una carezza: lascia un po' socchiuso e arrivera'.
Buona notte amore
che dormi cosi' poco
e lo so bene, non e' per il caldo, e che non sono li' con te
e avrai una luce nella stanza
e come me nel cuore la speranza
di rivederti quando fa mattino e "non partire piu'".
Buona notte amore mio lontano
ti arriva questo canto
o forsi dormi gia'?
e piu' che sei distante e piu' che ti amo
tra le montagne e il mare:
buona notte a te.
Buona notte amore
le vedi le mie stelle?
se vuoi provare guarda verso Napoli
io sono un po' piu' in giù
e non mi riesce di contarle,
cosi' vicine che potrei toccarle
ma la piu' bella, la piu' luminosa l'ho lasciata giù.
Buona notte amore mio lontano
ti arriva questo canto
o forse dormi gia'?
e piu' che sei distante e piu' che ti amo
tra le montagne e il mare:
buona notte a te
La Notte Dei Pensieri - Michele Zarrillo
Se penso che adesso io non ti conosco... adesso
un po' ti detesto un poco mi piaci, per questo
tu chi sei mi sorprende tutto quello che fai
e poi qui tu coi tuoi problemi già mi prendi di più... oh
Come farò con te questa notte io penso che
come farò non so è per questo che dico.
È la notte dei pensieri e degli amori
per aprire queste braccia verso mondi nuovi
ho sbagliato troppe volte ed è per questo
per la vita e per amore io ti prendo adesso.
La mia vera casa è stata la strada da sempre
mischiando nel cuore amici ed amore da niente
con me sai stai rischiando tutto quello che hai
però sei qui mi fa paura ma va bene così... oh
Come farò con te questa notte io penso che
come farò non so è per questo che dico.
È la notte dei pensieri e degli amori
per aprire queste braccia verso mondi nuovi
ho sbagliato troppe volte ed è per questo
per la vita e per amore io ti prendo adesso... adesso.
È la notte dei pensieri e degli amori
questa notte io ti prendo come fossi un fiore
è la mano nella mano che conosco
per la vita e per amore io ti prendo adesso... oh...
Glue stuck to my shoes
Does anyone know why you play with an orange rind
You say you packed my things
And you divided what was mine
You're off to the mountain top
I say her skinny legs could use the sun
But now I'm wishing
For my best impression
of my best Angie Dickinson
But now I've got to worry
Cause boy you still look pretty
When you're putting the damage on
When you're putting the damage on
Don't make me scratch on your door
I never left you for a banjo
I only just turned around
For a poodle and a corvette
And my impression
Of my best Angie Dickinson
But now I've got to worry
Cause boy you still look pretty
When you're putting the damage on
I'm trying not to move
It's just your ghost passing through
I said I'm trying not to move
It's just your ghost passing through
It's just your ghost passing through
And now I'm quite sure
There's a light in your platoon
I never seen a light move
Like yours can do to me
So now I'm wishing
For my best impression
Of my best Anigie Dickinson
But now I've got to worry
Cause boy you still look pretty
To me
But I've got a place to go
I've got a ticket to your late show
And now I've got to worry even still
You sure are pretty
When you're putting the damage on
Yes
When you're putting the damage on
You're just so pretty
When you're putting the damage on
Tori Amos - "Putting The Damage On"
(mi sto innamorando di questa donna e della sua voce :love: )
C'è forza nella pioggia che bagna il bordo del lavandino
e le mie braccia tese, oggi.
Non nelle colline, nè nel cielo che tiene bassi gli uccelli
e ha i colori sbiaditi di una polaroid.
Emanuel Carnevali, morto di fame nelle cucine d'America
sfinito dalla stanchezza nelle sale da pranzo d'America
scrivevi
E c'è forza nelle tue parole
Sopra le portate lasciate a metà, i tovaglioli usati
Sopra le cicche macchiate di rossetto
Sopra i posacenere colmi
Sapevi di trovare l'uragano
Dire qualcosa mentre si e' rapiti dall'uragano
Ecco l'unico fatto che possa compensarmi
di non essere io l'uragano
Emanuel
Primo dio
Rimbaud
Preghiera a cose più belle di me
Rimbaud
Avvento della giovinezza
Immagine perfetta
Senzazione perfetta
E' nella pioggia, oggi, il vostro grido
massimo volume ✔ il primo dio
Mastica e sputa
da una parte il miele
mastica e sputa
dall'altra la cera
mastica e sputa
prima che venga neve
luce luce lontana
più bassa delle stelle
quale sarà la mano
che ti accende e ti spegne
ho visto Nina volare
tra le corde dell'altalena
un giorno la prenderò
come fa il vento alla schiena
e se lo sa mio padre
dovrò cambiar paese
se mio padre lo sami imbarcherò sul mare
Mastica e sputa
da una parte il miele
mastica e sputa
dall'altra la cera
mastica e sputa
prima che faccia neve
stanotte è venuta l'ombra
l'ombra che mi fa il verso
le ho mostrato il coltello
e la mia maschera di gelso
e se lo sa mio padre
mi metterò in cammino
se mio padre lo sa
mi imbarcherò lontano
Mastica e sputa
da una parte il miele
mastica e sputa
dall'altra la cera
mastica e sputa
prima che metta neve
ho visto Nina volare
tra le corde dell'altalena
un giorno la prenderò
come fa il vento alla schiena
luce luce lontana
che si accende e si spegne
quale sarà la mano
che illumina le stelle
mastica e sputa
prima che venga neve
Ho visto Nina volare - Fabrizio De Andrè
Karma Police, arrest this man, he talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge, he's like a detuned radio
Karma Police, arrest this girl, her hitler hairdo,
is making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party
This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you mess with us
Karma Police, I've given all I can, it's not enough
I've given all I can, but we're still on the payroll
This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you mess with us
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
For a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
Karma police-Radiohead
Once there was this kid who
Got into an accident and couldn't come to school
But when he finally came back
His hair had turned from black into bright white
He said that it was from when
The cars had smashed so hard
Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm
Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm
Once there was this girl who
Wouldn't go and change with the girls in the change room
But when they finally made her
They saw birthmarks all over her body
She couldn't quite explain it
They'd always just been there
Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm
Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm
But both girl and boy were glad
'Cause one kid had it worse than that
'Cause then there was this boy whose
Parents made him come directly home right after school
And when they went to their church
They shook and lurched all over the church floor
He couldn't quite explain it
They'd always just gone there
Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm
Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm
mmm mmm mmm-crash test dummies
Oh, make me over
I'm all I wanna be
A walking study
In demonology
Hey, so glad you could make it
Yeah, now you really made it
Hey, so glad you could make it now
Oh, look at my face
My name is might have been
My name is never was
My name's forgotten
Hey, so glad you could make it
Yeah, now you really made it
Hey, there's only us left now
When I wake up in my makeup
It's too early for that dress
Wilted and faded somewhere in
Hollywood
I'm glad I came here
With your pound of flesh
No second billing cause you're a star now
Oh, Cinderella
They aren't sluts like you
Beautiful Garbage Beautiful dresses
Can you stand up or will you
just fall down
You better watch out
What you wish for
It better be worth it
So much to die for
Hey, so glad you could make it
Yeah, now you really made it
Hey, there's only us left now
When I wake up in my makeup
Have you ever felt so used up as this?
It's all so sugarless
Hooker/waitress/model/actress
Oh, just go nameless
Honeysuckle, she's full of poison
She onbliterated everything she kissed
Now she's fading
Somewhere in Hollywood
I'm glad I came here
With your pound of flesh
You wanta a part of me
Well, I'm not selling cheap
No i'm not selling cheap Celebity skin-Hole
Ma :what?: :wow: :what?: :wow:
STILL!!!!! :hug: :smack:
Crash Test Dummies :love: Hole :love: Radiohead :love:
Ma che bello ritrovarti!!!! :woot:
;) ;) ;) :smack:vaiiii tocca a teeeeeeeeee:woot:Citazione:
Originariamente postato da darcylia
Ma :what?: :wow: :what?: :wow:
STILL!!!!! :hug: :smack:
Crash Test Dummies :love: Hole :love: Radiohead :love:
Ma che bello ritrovarti!!!! :woot:
Rock'N'Roll Robot, Alberto Camerini
Artist: Alberto Camerini
Album: Arlecchino Elettronico
Year: 1995
Title: Rock'N'Roll Robot Print
Correct
:asd:
Se il mondo ti confonde, non lo capisci più, se nulla ti soddisfa, ti annoi sempre più
scienziati ed ingegneri hanno inventato già una generazione di bambole robot.
C’è questo tipo strano, vedrai ti piacerà, lui suona la chitarra in una rock’n’roll band
è come un Arlecchino ma non si rompe mai, attacchi la corrente, si accende e partirà.
Oooh rock’n’roll robot, oooh rock’n’roll robot
io ti amo, io ti cerco, io ti voglio, rock’n’roll robot.
Ha dentro anche un computer e quante cose sa, un terminale video che t’informerà,
lui lavora duro, tu libera sarai, di plastica e di acciaio che non si ferma mai.
C’è questo tipo strano, vedrai ti piacerà, lui suona la chitarra in una rock’n’roll band
ha un cuore di bambino che non si rompe mai, attacchi la corrente vedrai ti partirà.
Oooh rock’n’roll robot, oooh rock’n’roll robot
io ti amo, io ti cerco, io ti voglio, rock’n’roll robot.
Johnny play guitar like the ringing bells, baby baby baby baby baby be good
Johnny play guitar like the ringing bells, baby baby baby baby baby baby baby baby.
Oooh rock’n’roll robot, oooh rock’n’roll robot
io ti amo, io ti voglio, io ti cerco, rock’n’roll robot
...sei bella, sei tonda, sei come la Gioconda
più bella del mare, ma la mia strada ora finisce qui
se la speranza è l'ultima a morire
chi visse sperando morì, non si può dire
il cuore no, no , non te lo do
l'anello no, no, scordatelo
no, no non te lo do
l'anello no, no, scordatelo
mi sento freddo, paralizzato
praticamente incatenato
gioconda no, no, no, no, no, no!
gioconda no, no, no, no, no, no!
...
Litfiba - Gioconda
...e poterti dire
ancora
tra nuvole e lenzuola
non farlo per un’ora
non farlo per un’ora
e stringimi allora
tra nuvole e lenzuola
non dire una parola
non dire una parola ...
Nuvole e lenzuola - Negramaro
Snow can waitCitazione:
Originariamente postato da stillmad
;) ;) ;) :smack:vaiiii tocca a teeeeeeeeee:woot:
I forgot my mittens
Wipe my nose, get my new boots on
I get a little warm in my heart
When I think of winter
I put my hand in my father's glove
I run off
Where the drifts get deeper
Sleeping Beauty trips me with a frown
I hear a voice:
"You must learn to stand up
For yourself
'Cause I can't always be around"
He says when you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
'Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change, my dear
Boys get discovered
As winter melts
Flowers competing for the sun
Years go by
And I'm here still waiting
Withering where some snowman was
Mirror, mirror
Where's the Crystal Palace
But I only can see myself
Skating around the truth who I am
But I know, Dad, the ice is getting thin
When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
'Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change, my dear
Hair is grey
And the fires are burning
So many dreams on the shelf
You say I wanted you to be proud of me
I always wanted that myself
When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
'Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses have gone ahead
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change, my dear
Never change
All the white horses
Tori Amos - "Winter"
(adoro questa donna!!!! :love: )
"...sento un vuoto dentro che
non riempirà nemmeno il sole
non lo sai,ma ti nasconderò vicino a me
fra le parole,adesso sono qui
seduto a questo tavolo a scrivere che si....
in fondo è stato meglio perderti..."
Francesco Renga -Alba-
una nuova
Ladies up in here tonight
No fighting, no fighting
We got the refugees up in here
No fighting, no fighting
Shakira, Shakira
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man wants to speak Spanish
Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa
Shakira, Shakira
Oh baby when you talk like that
You make a woman go mad
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body
And I'm on tonight
You know my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
All the attraction, the tension
Don't you see baby, this is perfection
Hey Girl, I can see your body moving
And it's driving me crazy
And I didn't have the slightest idea
Until I saw you dancing
And when you walk up on the dance floor
Nobody cannot ignore the way you move your body, girl
And everything so unexpected - the way you right and left it
So you can keep on taking it
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man want to speak Spanish
Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa
Shakira, Shakira
Oh baby when you talk like that
You make a woman go mad
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body
And I'm on tonight
You know my hips don't lie
And I am starting to feel you boy
Come on lets go, real slow
Don't you see baby asi es perfecto
Oh I know I am on tonight my hips don't lie
And I am starting to feel it's right
All the attraction, the tension
Don't you see baby, this is perfection
Shakira, Shakira
Oh boy, I can see your body moving
Half animal, half man
I don't, don't really know what I'm doing
But you seem to have a plan
My will and self restraint
Have come to fail now, fail now
See, I am doing what I can, but I can't so you know
That's a bit too hard to explain
Baila en la calle de noche
Baila en la calle de día
Baila en la calle de noche
Baila en la calle de día
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man want to speak Spanish
Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa
Shakira, Shakira
Oh baby when you talk like that
You know you got me hypnotized
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body
Senorita, feel the conga, let me see you move like you come from Colombia
Mira en Barranquilla se baila así, say it!
Mira en Barranquilla se baila así
Yeah
She's so sexy every man's fantasy a refugee like me back with the Fugees from a 3rd world country
I go back like when 'pac carried crates for Humpty Humpty
I need a whole club dizzy
Why the CIA wanna watch us?
Colombians and Haitians
I ain't guilty, it's a musical transaction
No more do we snatch ropes
Refugees run the seas 'cause we own our own boats
I'm on tonight, my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel you boy
Come on let's go, real slow
Baby, like this is perfecto
Oh, you know I am on tonight and my hips don't lie
And I am starting to feel it's right
The attraction, the tension
Baby, like this is perfection
No fighting
No fighting
Hips don't lie-Shakira & Wycleaf Jean
.....e una vecchia......I've been meaning to tell you
I've got this feelin' that won't subside
I look at you and I fantasize
You're mine tonight
Now I've got you in my sights
With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I
I wanna hold you so hear me out
I wanna show you what love's all about
Darlin' tonight
Now I've got you in my sights
With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I
I've got hungry eyes
Now I've got you in my sights
With those hungry eyes
Now did I take you by surprise
I need you to see
This love was meant to be
I've got hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I
I've got hungry eyes
Now I've got you in my sights
With those hungry eyes
Now did I take you by surprise
With my hungry eyes
I need...
Hungry eyes
Now I've got you in my sights
With my hungry eyes
Hungry Eyes-Eric Carmen-from Dirty dancing O.S.T
E' la luce degli altri giorni che fiorisce questa sera
è il rumore dei ricordi come insetti a primavera
son le voci delle stanze che mi fermo ad ascoltare
sono immagini che porto dentro me
si sciolgono e si disperdono in fondo all'anima.
E' la curva dell'estate sulla strada di frontiera
è la neve sui ciliegi è la mia casa di ringhiera
sono sogni e cicatrici sono lacrime e radici
le parole che nascondo dentro me
scorrono e si confondono in fondo all'anima
fin dentro l'anima
vita vita che vita sarai
che saremo che sarà di noi
in questo tempo che non basta mai
vita vita che vita sarai
chiudo gli occhi e non sò dove mi porterai
dove mi porterai.
E tu parlami con gli occhi e tu leggimi col cuore
porta il carro dei miei sogni oltre questo temporale
troppa gente che non dice troppa gente che non tace
nelle strade che percorro dentro me
vagano e si disperdono in fondo all'anima
fin dentro l'anima
vita vita che vita sarai
che faremo che farai di noi
per tutto il tempo che al tempo darai
vita vita che vita sarai
guardo indietro e non sò
non sò dove tu andrai
vita vita che vita sarai
che saremo che sarà di noi
in questo tempo che non basta mai
vita vita che vita sarai
chiudo gli occhi e non sò dove mi porterai
dove mi porterai.
Fiorella Mannoia
Io vorrei che migliaia di farfalle
colorassero l'aria intorno a me
poi vorrei vederle tutte quante
come un vestito posarsi su di te...
Così... vorrei cosi
così... sognarti così
Quando la festa comincerà
tu sarai regina
tutta la gente si fermerà
a guardarti stupita
Per i miei occhi tu splenderai
bella come il sole
infiniti voli del cuore
infinita felicità
quando penso che tu sei per me... per sempre
Poi come fa il vento con le rose
vorrei spogliarti soffiando su di te...
Così... vorrei così
così... amarti così
Quando la festa poi finirà
torneremo a terra
tutta la gente si ricorderà
d'aver visto una stella
Per i miei occhi tu splenderai
bella come il sole
infiniti voli del cuore
infinita felicità
quando penso che tu sei per me... per sempre
per sempre... per sempre.
Carried away by a moonlight shadow...
Mike Oldfield
You could say this was an independent love song
It's nothing like to us what love meant to them
But, that's not to say the love we have isn't big or that strong
I'm doing it a different way
I'm doing it a different way
You might say this another boring love song
To be together and forever be true
And so today it's much the same as it was then
I'm doing it a different way
I'm doing it a different way
I'll show you how to take me
Go down go down
And I'll show you how to turn me
Right on right on
And I'll show you how to touch me
Right on right on right on
Right on right on right on
Now it's fine that many men will look my way
And I'll let them take me home and let them show me the way
And sure I'll like a few but I'll leave the rest to play
I'm doing it a different way
I'm doing it a different way
I'm gonna show you how to take me
Go down go down
And I'll show you how to turn me
Right on right on
And I'll show you how to touch me
Right on right on right on
Right on right on right on
In a different way, in a different way
In a different way, in a different way
In a different way, in a different way
In a different way
I'll show you how to take me
Go down go down
And I'll show you how to turn me
Right on right on
And I'll show you how to touch me
Right on right on right on
Right on right on right on
You could say this was an independent love song
It's nothing like to us what love meant to them
But that's not to say the love we have isn't good or that strong
I'm doing it a different way
I'm doing it a different way
Scarlet - "Indipendent Love Song"
Still!!!!Citazione:
Originariamente postato da stillmad
Hungry Eyes-Eric Carmen-from Dirty dancing O.S.T
Quanto mi piace questa canzone!!!! :love: :love:
:smack:
L'Acrobata - Michele Zarrillo
C'è un mare in silenzio quassù e rete non ho
Ma cresce il tamburo nel blu e mi lancerò
E fermano il fiato per me ma li stupirò
Nel cerchio che poi nel vuoto farò.
La case la gente le vie lontane laggiù
Gli errori degli uomini qui non contano più
La soglia del male che è in noi io supererò
E fino in platea ti raggiungerò.
Amore che devo inventare
Io come i poeti e gli uccelli qui in terra equilibrio non ho
Ma il cuore mi spinge a rischiare
E su questo filo attaccato alla luna ogni sera vivrò
Morendo davanti ai tuoi occhi e al tuo seno mi libererò
Nel volo che so.
Accarezzo il tuo grano e poi su nell'immensità
Qualunque promessa sarà più vera da qua
Per lunghi secondi finché dimenticherò
Che un uomo quassù restare non può.
Amore che devo inventare
Io come i bambini e gli acrobati a terra un mio senno non ho
Ma il cuore mi spinge a rischiare
E su questo trapezio che passa ogni sera e non torna mai più
E che tenerezza afferrarti le mani, portarti nel blu
E non scendere più
… Perdonami questa bugia più grande di noi
ma come vorrei
portarti lassù
non scendere più … non scendere più
Non dormo ho gli occhi aperti per te,
guardo fuori e guardo intorno
come è gonfia la strada
polvere e vento nel viale del ritorno...
Quando arrivi, quando verrai per me
guarda l'angolo del cielo
dove è scritto il tuo nome,
dove è scritto nel ferro...
Nel cerchio d un anello...
dove ancora mi innamoro
e mi fa sospirare così...
adesso e per quando tornerà l'incanto
E se mi trovi stanco
e se mi trovi spento
sei meglio già venuto
e non ho saputo
tenerlo dentro me
I vecchi già lo sanno il perché
e anche gli alberghi tristi
che troppo e per poco e non basta ancora
ed è una volta solo
E ancora proteggi la grazie del mio cuore
adesso e per quando tornerà l'incanto...
l'incanto di te...
di te vicino a me.
Ho sassi nelle scarpe
e polvere sul cuore
freddo nel sole
e non bastan le parole
Mi spiace se ho peccato,
mi spiace se ho sbagliato
se non ci sono stato
se non sono tornato
Ma ancora proteggi la grazie del mio cuore
adesso e per quando tornerà il tempo...
il tempo per partire...
il tempo di restare
il tempo di lasciare
il tempo di abbracciare..
In ricchezza e in fortuna
in pena e in povertà
nella gioia e nel clamore
nel lutto e nel dolore
nel freddo e nel sole
nel sonno e nel rumore
ovunque proteggi la grazia del mio cuore
...ovunque proteggi la grazia del tuo cuore
ovunque proteggi proteggimi nel male
ovunque proteggi la grazie del tuo cuore
:love:Citazione:
Originariamente postato da darcylia
Scarlet - "Indipendent Love Song"
e a me piace questa:love::love:
la colonna sonora di Dirty Dancing:love: è splendida!!!!!!!!!!:approved: