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25 years and my life and still
I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
I realised quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made for this
Brotherhood of man
For whatever that means
And So I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
just To get it all out what's in my head
and I, I Am feeling a little peculiar
and So I wake in the morning and I step
Outside and I take deep breath
and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What's goin' on
And I SING hey-YEAH-YEA-EAH, HEY-YEAH-YEAH...
I said hey! what's goin' on
And I SING hey-YEAH-YEA-EAH, HEY-YEAH-YEAH...
I said hey! what's goin' on
And I try, oh my God do I try
I try all the time
In this institution
And I pray, oh my God do I pray
I pray every single day
For a revolution
And So I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just To get it all out what's in my head
And I, I Am feeling a little peculiar
And So I wake in the morning and I step Outside
And I take deep breath
And I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What's goin' on
And I SING hey-YEAH-YEA-EAH, HEY-YEAH-YEAH...
I said hey! what's goin' on
And I SING hey-YEAH-YEA-EAH, HEY-YEAH-YEAH...
I said hey! what's goin' on
And I SING hey-YEAH-YEA-EAH, HEY-YEAH-YEAH...
I said hey! what's goin' on
And I SING hey-YEAH-YEA-EAH, HEY-YEAH-A-YEA-YEA-YEA...
I said hey! what's goin' on
25 years of my life and still
I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
("What's Up" - 4 No Blondes)
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hey! what's goin' on
25 years of my life and still
I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
("What's Up" - 4 No Blondes) [/B][/QUOTE]
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the black angel's death song - velvet underground
The myriad choices of his fate
Set themselves out upon a plate
For him to choose
What had he to lose
Not a ghost bloodied country
All covered with sleep
Where the black angel did weep
Not an old city street in the east
Gone to choose
And wandering's brother
Walked on through the night
With his hair in his face
On a long splintered cut from the knife of G.T.
The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn
Until we said so long
To his skull-shrill yell
Shining brightly red-rimmed and
Red-lined with the time
Infused with the choice of the mind
On ice skates scraping chunks
From the bells
Cut mouth bleeding razor's
Forgetting the pain
Antiseptic remains cool goodbye
So you fly
To the cozy brown snow of the east
Gone to choose, choose again
Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget
Where you come from
The stools of your eyes
Serve to realize fame, choose again
And roverman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse
For the loss of a horse
Went the bowels and a tail of a rat
Come again, choose to go
And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame
Have your head bobbed and weaved
Choose a side to be on
If the stone glances off
Split didactics in two
Leave the colors of the mouse trails
Don't scream, try between
If you choose, if you choose, try to lose
For the loss of remain come and start
Start the game I che che che che I
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to choose
Choose to choose, choose to go
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È incontrollabile, imprevedibile
troppo indelebile nelle mie molecole
e così stabile, irriducibile
ma così labile, leggero come nuvole
irene grandi - lasciala andare
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London calling to the faraway towns
Now that war is declared and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls
London calling, now don't look at us
All that phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing
The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running and the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
London is drowning and I live by the river
London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, an' go it alone
London calling upon the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath
London calling and I don't wanna shout
But when we were talking I saw you nodding out
London calling, see we ain't got no highs
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes
Now get this
London calling, I was there, too
An' you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!
London calling at the top of the dial
After all this, won't you give me a smile?
I never felt so much a' like
I never felt so much a' like
I never felt so much a' like
London Calling - Clash
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Caro amore
nei tramonti d'aprile
caro amore
quando il sole si uccide
oltre le onde
puoi sentire piangere e gioire
anche il vento ed il mare.
Caro amore
così un uomo piange
caro amore
al sole, al vento e ai verdi anni
che cantando se ne vanno
dopo il mattino di maggio
quando sono venuti
e quando scalzi
e con gli occhi ridenti
sulla sabbia scrivevamo contenti
le più ingenue parole.
Caro amore
i fiori dell'altr'anno
caro amore
sono sfioriti e mai più
rifioriranno
e nei giardini ad ogni inverno
ben più tristi sono le foglie.
Caro amore
così un uomo vive
caro amore
e il sole e il vento e i verdi anni
si rincorrono cantando
verso il novembre a cui
ci vanno portando
e dove un giorno con un triste sorriso
ci diremo tra le labbra ormai stanche
"eri il mio caro amore"
° caro amore °
° fabrizio de andrè °
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Lily, my one and only
I can hardly wait till I see her
Silly, I know I'm silly
Cause I'm hanging in this tree
In the hopes that she will catch a glimpse of me
And thru her window shade
I watch her shadow move
I wonder if she.......?
Lily, my one and only
Love is in my heart and in your eyes
Will she or won't she want him
No one knows for sure
But an officer is knocking at my door
And thru her window shade
I watch her shadow move
I wonder if she could only see me?
And when I'm with her I feel fine
If I could kiss her I wouldn't mind the time it took to find
My lily, my one and only
I can hardly wait till I see her
Oh lily, I know you love me
Cause as they're draggin me away
I swear I saw her raise her hand and wave (goodbye)
"Lily (My One And Only)" - Samshing pumpkins
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Take me now baby here as I am
Pull me close, try and understand
Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
Love is a banquet on which we feed
Come on now try and understand
The way I feel when I'm in your hands
Take my hand come undercover
They can't hurt you now,
Can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Have I doubt when I'm alone
Love is a ring, the telephone
Love is an angel disguised as lust
Here in our bed until the morning comes
Come on now try and understand
The way I feel under your command
Take my hand as the sun descends
They can't touch you now,
Can't touch you now, can't touch you now
Because the night belongs to lovers ...
With love we sleep
With doubt the vicious circle
Turn and burns
Without you I cannot live
Forgive, the yearning burning
I believe it's time, too real to feel
So touch me now, touch me now, touch me now
Because the night belongs to lovers ...
Because tonight there are two lovers
If we believe in the night we trust
(Patty Smith - "Because the night")
because tonight there are two lovers ...
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ELISA, UNA POESIA ANCHE PER TE
Forse non sai quel che darei
Perché tu sia felice
Piangi lacrime di aria
Lacrime invisibili
Che solamente gli angeli
san portar via
Ma cambierà stagione
ci saranno nuove rose
E ci sarà
dentro te e al di là
dell’orizzonte
una piccola
poesia
Ci sarà
forse esiste già al di là
dell’orizzonte
una poesia anche per te
Vorrei rinascere per te
e ricominciare insieme come se
non sentissi più dolore
ma tu hai tessuto sogni di cristallo troppo coraggiosi e
fragili
per morire adesso
solo per un rimpianto
Ci sarà
dentro e te e al di là
dell’orizzonte
una piccola poesia
Ci sarà
dentro e te e al di là
dell’orizzonte
una poesia anche per te
Perdona e dimenticherai
per quanto possa fare male in fondo sai
che sei ancora qui
e dare tutto e dare tanto quanto il tempo in cui il tuo segno rimarrà
questo nodo lo sciolga il sole come sa fare con la neve
Ci sarà
dentro e te e al di là
dell’orizzonte
una piccola poesia
Ci sarà
forse esiste già al di là
dell’orizzonte
una poesia anche per te
anche per te
per te
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Getting close to seasons end
I heard somebody say
That it might never snow again
In England
Snow flakes in a new-born fist
Sledging on a hill
Are these things we'll never see
In England
We'll tell our children's children why
We grew so tall and reached so high
We left our footprints in the earth
And punched a hole right through the sky
We'll tell them how we changed the world
And how we tamed the sea
And seasons they will never know
In England
So watch the old world melt away
A loss regrets could never mend
You never miss it till it's gone
So say goodbye, say goodbye
We'll tell our children's children why
We grew so tall and reached so high
You never miss it till it's gone
So say goodbye, say goodbye
To seasons end
Seansons End - Marillion
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DON'T - Jewel
Don't walk too close
Don't breathe so soft
Don't talk so sweet
Don't sing
Don't lay oh so near
Please, don't let me fall in love with you again
Please let me forget
all those sweet smiles
all of the passion
all of the peace, the heat, the pain
all those blue skies
where your words were my freedom
Please, don't let me fall in love with you again
Too many times
I've cared too much
I stood on the edge
and saw that you held my hand
and knowing too well
I couldn't hide from those eyes
Please, don't let me fall in love with you again
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Shirts in the closet, shoes in the hall
Mama's in the kitchen, baby and all
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you're missing
Coffee cups on the counter, jackets on the chair
Papers on the doorstep, you're not there
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you're missing
Pictures on the nightstand, TV's on in the den
Your house is waiting, your house is waiting
For you to walk in, for you to walk in
But you're missing, you're missing
You're missing when I shut out the lights
You're missing when I close my eyes
You're missing when I see the sun rise
You're missing
Children are asking if it's alright
Will you be in our arms tonight?
Morning is morning, the evening falls I have
Too much room in my bed, too many phone calls
How's everything, everything?
Everything, everything
You're missing, you're missing
God's drifting in heaven, devil's in the mailbox
I got dust on my shoes, nothing but teardrops
you're missing - Bruce Springsteen
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Black - Pearl Jam
Hey...oooh...
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
I take a walk outside
I’m surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I’m spinning, oh, I’m spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything (note the lack of question mark)
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I’ll ever be...yeah...
Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life, I know you’ll be a star
In somebody else’s sky, but why
Why, why can’t it be, why can’t it be mine
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...perchè la vita è un brivido che vola via, è tutto un equilibrio sopra la follia... Vasco
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The mascara'd blonde from the Berliner bar
Rises at twilight, gets dressed in a daze
Black leather crackles and cold water runs
As she touches the walls of memory maze
And the shadows of men she has known fill her day
She's held half the world in her arms so they say
But she wakes up without them with a hole in her heart
And she puts on her clothes lives her life behind bars
The mascara'd blonde from the Berliner bar
Sighs at the skylight gets lost in the haze
Black leather crackles and cold water runs
As she touches the walls of her memory maze
Someone got stranded in no man's land
Dancing in the spotlight to the sound of clapping hands
Nobody knows who's side he was on
It's a risk that you take in no man's land
Nobody knows what made him decide
To run for freedom and to certain suicide
When they turn off the guns and his fingers uncurl
He's clutching a photograph of a Berlin party girl
Come in from your checkpoints on your lonely roads
Come in from your ditches in your silent fields
Where intensified light from a rifle sight
Makes the darkness day
And the day too bright,
And we wake up without you
We wake up without you
With a hole in our hearts
You mad dog shaven head bottle-boy freaks
In Martens and khaki, drunk on sake
You stare at yourself in the cruel flush of dawn
Terrified, sunken eyed, withered and drawn
The butcher, the baker, the munitions maker
The over-achiever, the armistice breaker
The freebase instructor, the lightning conductor
The psycho, the sailor, the tanker, the tailor
The black market mailer
The quick and the dead
The spotlight dancer
The quick and the dead
We wake up without you
With a hole in our hearts
The mascara'd blonde from the Berliner bar
Rises at twilight, gets dressed in a daze
Berlin- Marillion ........grazie............
