The Doors - Waiting for the Sun
At first flash of Eden, We race down to the sea.
Standing there on freedom's shore.
Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun.
Can you feel it, now that spring has come?
That it's time to live In the scattered sun.
Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun.
Waiting for the sun.
Waiting...
Waiting for you to
Come along.
Waiting for you to
Hear my song.
Waiting for you to come along.
Waiting for you to Tell me what went wrong.
This is the strangest life I've ever known.
Can't you feel it, now that spring has come?
That it's time to live In the scattered sun.
Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
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lele_warriors wrote: mi auguro vi tirino sotto a voi senza motivo
IL Poz wrote: Ah se c'è Brusmit non vengo.
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Yael Naim - Too Long
I waited for so long
Outside myself
You see I was pretenting
To be someone else
I was longing to see
Who i wanted to be
And I’ve been waiting on my own
I’ve been waiting for too long
Not strong enough to be with you
And I’ve been making up my world
I’ve been painting it with gold
Not strong enough to see you
I irrigate illusions
Then let them grow
How can I pacify myself?
And let go
And I run wild to see
Who I turned out to be
And I’ve been waiting on my own
I’ve been waiting for too long
Not strong enough to be with you
And I’ve been making up my world
I’ve been painting it with gold
Not strong enough to see you
But it was too cold
In my world
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I waited for so long
Outside myself
You see I was pretenting
To be someone else
I was longing to see
Who i wanted to be
And I’ve been waiting on my own
I’ve been waiting for too long
Not strong enough to be with you
And I’ve been making up my world
I’ve been painting it with gold
Not strong enough to see you
I irrigate illusions
Then let them grow
How can I pacify myself?
And let go
And I run wild to see
Who I turned out to be
And I’ve been waiting on my own
I’ve been waiting for too long
Not strong enough to be with you
And I’ve been making up my world
I’ve been painting it with gold
Not strong enough to see you
But it was too cold
In my world
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C'è bisogno che si giochi con un po' di dignità! Con un po' di anima cazzo! Nessuno fa un salto, un fallo con la palla lì! Facciamo a cazzotti almeno!! Ma che cazzo avete dentro?
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The Temptations : Papa Was A Rollin' Stone
from the album "All Directions" (1972)
Papa Was A Rollin' Stone
It was the third of September.
That day I'll always remember, yes I will.
'Cause that was the day that my daddy died.
I never got a chance to see him.
Never heard nothing but bad things about him.
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama just hung her head and said,
"Son, Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
"Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
Well, well.
Hey Mama, is it true what they say,
that Papa never worked a day in his life?
And Mama, some bad talk going around town
saying that Papa had three outside children and another wife.
And that ain't right.
Hey, talk about Papa doing some store front preaching.
Talked about saving souls and all the time leeching.
Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord.
Mama just hung her head and said,
"Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
"Hey, Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
Uh!
Hey Mama, I heard Papa called himself a jack of all trades.
Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave?
Folks say Papa would beg, borrow, steal to pay his bills.
Hey Mama, folks say that Papa was never much on thinking.
Spent most of his time chasing women and drinking.
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said,
"Son, Papa was a rolling stone. (Well, well, well, well)
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
"Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
"I said, Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
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from the album "All Directions" (1972)
Papa Was A Rollin' Stone
It was the third of September.
That day I'll always remember, yes I will.
'Cause that was the day that my daddy died.
I never got a chance to see him.
Never heard nothing but bad things about him.
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama just hung her head and said,
"Son, Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
"Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
Well, well.
Hey Mama, is it true what they say,
that Papa never worked a day in his life?
And Mama, some bad talk going around town
saying that Papa had three outside children and another wife.
And that ain't right.
Hey, talk about Papa doing some store front preaching.
Talked about saving souls and all the time leeching.
Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord.
Mama just hung her head and said,
"Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
"Hey, Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
Uh!
Hey Mama, I heard Papa called himself a jack of all trades.
Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave?
Folks say Papa would beg, borrow, steal to pay his bills.
Hey Mama, folks say that Papa was never much on thinking.
Spent most of his time chasing women and drinking.
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said,
"Son, Papa was a rolling stone. (Well, well, well, well)
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
"Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
"I said, Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was ALONE."
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
"Danny and I worked together for 40 years - he was the most wonderfully fluid keyboard player and a pure natural musician. I loved him very much...we grew up together."
—Bruce Springsteen
Danny Federici, for 40 years the E Street Band's organist and keyboard player, died this afternoon, April 17, 2008 at Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center in New York City after a three year battle with melanoma.
The Federici family and the E Street family request that, in lieu of flowers, donations be made to the Danny Federici Melanoma Fund. A web site for the Fund is being established and we'll post its link when it is on line.
Bruce Springsteen's concerts scheduled for Friday in Ft. Lauderdale and Saturday in Orlando performance are being postponed. Replacement dates will be announced shortly.
Se ne va un grandissimo.
RIP
—Bruce Springsteen
Danny Federici, for 40 years the E Street Band's organist and keyboard player, died this afternoon, April 17, 2008 at Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center in New York City after a three year battle with melanoma.
The Federici family and the E Street family request that, in lieu of flowers, donations be made to the Danny Federici Melanoma Fund. A web site for the Fund is being established and we'll post its link when it is on line.
Bruce Springsteen's concerts scheduled for Friday in Ft. Lauderdale and Saturday in Orlando performance are being postponed. Replacement dates will be announced shortly.
Se ne va un grandissimo.
RIP
Ci sono squadre che a certe temperature si squagliano, altre che lievitano. Classe, storia: Milan.
"mr.kerouac [...] sa essere cattivo con pochissime parole". (Angyair)
"mr.kerouac [...] sa essere cattivo con pochissime parole". (Angyair)
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
so di essere ufficialmente impazzita e di necessitare di una vacanza ma la mia canzone del giorno è questa :D
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non fa male, non fa male (cit.)la capressa wrote: so di essere ufficialmente impazzita e di necessitare di una vacanza ma la mia canzone del giorno è questa :D
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
:DThe Snake 12 wrote: non fa male, non fa male (cit.)
forse la nostalgia di londra può in qualche modo aiutarmi
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
[align=center]-NOMADI-
.: Ti Lascio Una Parola :.
Ti regalo le mie scarpe, sono nuove, prendi anche qualche libro,
può servire saprò alzarmi in volo e vedere dove sei, ti manderò
a dire goodbye,
ti regalo la mia giacca, ti sta bene, ti lascio una valigia, da
riempire, ti lascio anche il mio numero, perché non si sa mai, ti
lascio una parola goodbye,
goodbye, my friend goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, my friend…
Quanti sogni, viaggi, colori, antichi rancori,
e una fantasia, piena di amori,
e andare contro il vento, non è difficile lo sai,
lo è, senza un saluto, casomai…
Goodbye, my friend goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, my friend…
Saprò alzarmi in volo e vedere dove sei, ti manderò a dire goodbye
goodbye, my friend goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, my friend.
Quanti sogni, viaggi, colori, antichi rancori,
e una fantasia, piena di amori
e andare contro il vento, non è difficile lo sai,
lo è, senza un saluto, casomai.
Goodbye, my friend goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, my friend.
Goodbye, my friend goodbye, goodbye, goodbye,
my friend goodbye.[/align]
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è già passato un mese!
ciao bà!
.: Ti Lascio Una Parola :.
Ti regalo le mie scarpe, sono nuove, prendi anche qualche libro,
può servire saprò alzarmi in volo e vedere dove sei, ti manderò
a dire goodbye,
ti regalo la mia giacca, ti sta bene, ti lascio una valigia, da
riempire, ti lascio anche il mio numero, perché non si sa mai, ti
lascio una parola goodbye,
goodbye, my friend goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, my friend…
Quanti sogni, viaggi, colori, antichi rancori,
e una fantasia, piena di amori,
e andare contro il vento, non è difficile lo sai,
lo è, senza un saluto, casomai…
Goodbye, my friend goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, my friend…
Saprò alzarmi in volo e vedere dove sei, ti manderò a dire goodbye
goodbye, my friend goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, my friend.
Quanti sogni, viaggi, colori, antichi rancori,
e una fantasia, piena di amori
e andare contro il vento, non è difficile lo sai,
lo è, senza un saluto, casomai.
Goodbye, my friend goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, my friend.
Goodbye, my friend goodbye, goodbye, goodbye,
my friend goodbye.[/align]
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è già passato un mese!
ciao bà![align=center]F.O.R.Z.A. #4[/align][align=center]
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
mr.kerouac wrote: "Danny and I worked together for 40 years - he was the most wonderfully fluid keyboard player and a pure natural musician. I loved him very much...we grew up together."
—Bruce Springsteen
Danny Federici, for 40 years the E Street Band's organist and keyboard player, died this afternoon, April 17, 2008 at Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center in New York City after a three year battle with melanoma.
Se ne va un grandissimo.
RIP
Un grande maestro, lui e Roy Bittan formavano un' accoppiata fantastica.
Li ho visti solo una volta, a San Siro nel 1985, un concerto meraviglioso.
RIP.
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
il pezzo iniziale di uno dei dischi più belli degli anni '90...
Paul Weller : The Changingman
from the album "Stanley Road" (1995)
The Changingman
Is happiness real?
Or am I so jaded
I can't see or feel - like a man been tainted
Numbed by the effect - aware of the muse
Too in touch with myself - I light the fuse
I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands
I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang-
As I light a bitter fuse
Time is on loan - only ours to borrow
What I can't be today - I can be tomorrow
And the more I see - the more I know
The more I know - the less I understand.
I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands
I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang-
To light a bitter fuse
It's a bigger part -
When our instincts act
A shot in the dark -
A movement in black
And the more I see - the more I know
The more I know - the less I understand.
I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands
(I don't have a plan)
I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang-
To light a bitter fuse
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Paul Weller : The Changingman
from the album "Stanley Road" (1995)
The Changingman
Is happiness real?
Or am I so jaded
I can't see or feel - like a man been tainted
Numbed by the effect - aware of the muse
Too in touch with myself - I light the fuse
I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands
I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang-
As I light a bitter fuse
Time is on loan - only ours to borrow
What I can't be today - I can be tomorrow
And the more I see - the more I know
The more I know - the less I understand.
I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands
I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang-
To light a bitter fuse
It's a bigger part -
When our instincts act
A shot in the dark -
A movement in black
And the more I see - the more I know
The more I know - the less I understand.
I'm the changingman - built on shifting sands
(I don't have a plan)
I'm the changingman - waiting for the bang-
To light a bitter fuse
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
6 anni fa nel suo appartamento di Seattle venne trovato il cadavere in avanzato stato di decomposizione di Layne Staley, morto il 5 aprile 2002.
Oggi è il suo giorno, rimettete "Dirt" nei lettori.
Oggi è il suo giorno, rimettete "Dirt" nei lettori.
Boom Baby!
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Donovan - "Mellow Yellow" dall'album "Mellow Yellow"(1966)
I'm just mad about Saffron
Saffron's mad about me
I'm just mad about Saffron
She's just mad about me
{Refrain}
They call me mellow yellow
(Quite rightly)
They call me mellow yellow
(Quite rightly)
They call me mellow yellow
I'm just mad about Fourteen
Fourteen's mad about me
I'm just mad about Fourteen
She's just mad about me
{Refrain}
Born high forever to fly
Wind velocity nil
Wanna high forever to fly
If you want your cup our fill
{Refrain}
(So mellow, he's so yellow)
Electrical banana
Is gonna be a sudden craze
Electrical banana
Is bound to be the very next phase
They call it mellow yellow
(Quite rightly)
They call me mellow yellow
(Quite rightly)
They call me mellow yellow
Saffron -- yeah
I'm just mad about her
I'm just mad about Saffron
She's just mad about me
{Refrain}
(Oh so yellow, oh so mellow).
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I'm just mad about Saffron
Saffron's mad about me
I'm just mad about Saffron
She's just mad about me
{Refrain}
They call me mellow yellow
(Quite rightly)
They call me mellow yellow
(Quite rightly)
They call me mellow yellow
I'm just mad about Fourteen
Fourteen's mad about me
I'm just mad about Fourteen
She's just mad about me
{Refrain}
Born high forever to fly
Wind velocity nil
Wanna high forever to fly
If you want your cup our fill
{Refrain}
(So mellow, he's so yellow)
Electrical banana
Is gonna be a sudden craze
Electrical banana
Is bound to be the very next phase
They call it mellow yellow
(Quite rightly)
They call me mellow yellow
(Quite rightly)
They call me mellow yellow
Saffron -- yeah
I'm just mad about her
I'm just mad about Saffron
She's just mad about me
{Refrain}
(Oh so yellow, oh so mellow).
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Artist: Nancy Sinatra
Song: Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down.
Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"
Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down.
Music played, and people sang
Just for me, the church bells rang.
Now he's gone, I don't know why
And till this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie.
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down...
Song: Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down.
Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"
Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down.
Music played, and people sang
Just for me, the church bells rang.
Now he's gone, I don't know why
And till this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie.
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down...
Terre ai contadini, ferrovie ai ferrovieri, cimiteri ai morti.
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Pearl Jam : Even Flow
from the album "Ten" (1991)
Even Flow
Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
Oh, Feelin' maybe he'll see a little better, set a days, ooh yeah
Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar, oh yeah
Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane, oh yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Life again, life again...
Kneelin', looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read, ooh yeah
Oh, prayin', now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, feelin', understands the weather of the winters on its way
Oh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Whispering hands, gently lead him away
Him away, him away...
Yeah!
Woo...ah yeah...fuck it up...
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again, yeah
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead him away
Him away, him away...
Yeah!
Woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy...
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from the album "Ten" (1991)
Even Flow
Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
Oh, Feelin' maybe he'll see a little better, set a days, ooh yeah
Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar, oh yeah
Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane, oh yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Life again, life again...
Kneelin', looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read, ooh yeah
Oh, prayin', now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, feelin', understands the weather of the winters on its way
Oh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Whispering hands, gently lead him away
Him away, him away...
Yeah!
Woo...ah yeah...fuck it up...
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again, yeah
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead him away
Him away, him away...
Yeah!
Woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy...
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