[align=center]Bob Dylan - Hurricane
http://it.youtube.com/watch?v=yd8JEJ2JoNo
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously.
"I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops."
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey night.
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around.
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that.
In Paterson that's just the way things go.
If you're black you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat.
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates."
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head.
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.
Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in,
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!"
Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame.
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white."
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure."
Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
You'll be doin' society a favor.
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver.
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim."
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much.
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail.
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance.
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger.
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger.
And though they could not produce the gun,
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.
Rubin Carter was falsely tried.
The crime was murder "one," guess who testified?
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride.
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell.
That's the story of the Hurricane,
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.[/align]
Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Fabrizio De Andrè - Zichiriltaggia
di chissu che babbu ci ha lac?tu la meddu palti ti sei presa
lu muntiggiu r?iu cu lu s?aru li àcchi sulcini lu trau mannu
e m'hai laccatu monti m?ccju e zirichèlti.
ma tu ti sei tentu lu riu e la casa e tuttu chissu che v'era 'ndrentu
li piri butìrro e l'oltu cultiato e dap?i di sei mesi che mi n'era 'ndatu
parìa un campusantu bumbaldatu.
ti ni sei andatu a campà cun li signuri fènditi comandà da to mudderi
e li soldi di babbu l'hai spesi tutti in cosi boni, midicini e giornali
che to fiddòlu a cattr'anni aja jà l'ucchjali.
ma me muddèri campa da signora a me fiddòlu cunnosci più di milli par?uli
la tòja è mugnedi di la manzàna a la sera e li toi fiddòli so brutti di tarra
e di lozzu e andaràni a cuiuàssi a a calche ziràccu.
candu tu sei paltutu suldatu piagnii come unu stèddu
e da li babbi di li toi amanti t'ha salvatu tu fratèddu
e si lu curàggiu che t'è filmatu è sempre chiddu
chill'èmu a vidi in piazza ca l'ha più tostu lu murro
e pa lu stantu ponimi la faccia in culu.
Ahimé, non ho trovato video di questa canzone
Però vi propongo la traduzione :D
di quello che papà ci ha lasciato la parte migliore ti sei presa
la collina rosa con il sughero le vacche sorcine e il toro grande
e m'hai lasciato pietre, cisto e lucertole.
ma tu ti sei tenuto il ruscello e la casa e tutto quello che c'era dentro
le pere butirre e l'orto coltivato e dopo sei mesi che me n'ero andato
sembrava un cimitero bombardato.
te ne sei andato a vivere coi signori, facendoti comandare da tua moglie
e i soldi di papà li hai spesi tutti in dolciumi, medicine e giornali
che tuo figliolo a quattro anni aveva già gli occhiali.
mia moglie vive da signora e mio figlio conosce più di mille parole
la tua munge da mattina a sera e le tue figlie sono sporche di terra
e di letame e andranno a spostarsi a qualche servo pastore.
e tu quando sei partito soldato piangevi come un bambinetto
e dai padri delle tue avanti t'ha salvato tuo fratello
e se il coraggio che ti è rimasto è sempre quello ce la vedremo in piazza
chi ha la testa dura e nel frattempo mettimi la faccia in culo
di chissu che babbu ci ha lac?tu la meddu palti ti sei presa
lu muntiggiu r?iu cu lu s?aru li àcchi sulcini lu trau mannu
e m'hai laccatu monti m?ccju e zirichèlti.
ma tu ti sei tentu lu riu e la casa e tuttu chissu che v'era 'ndrentu
li piri butìrro e l'oltu cultiato e dap?i di sei mesi che mi n'era 'ndatu
parìa un campusantu bumbaldatu.
ti ni sei andatu a campà cun li signuri fènditi comandà da to mudderi
e li soldi di babbu l'hai spesi tutti in cosi boni, midicini e giornali
che to fiddòlu a cattr'anni aja jà l'ucchjali.
ma me muddèri campa da signora a me fiddòlu cunnosci più di milli par?uli
la tòja è mugnedi di la manzàna a la sera e li toi fiddòli so brutti di tarra
e di lozzu e andaràni a cuiuàssi a a calche ziràccu.
candu tu sei paltutu suldatu piagnii come unu stèddu
e da li babbi di li toi amanti t'ha salvatu tu fratèddu
e si lu curàggiu che t'è filmatu è sempre chiddu
chill'èmu a vidi in piazza ca l'ha più tostu lu murro
e pa lu stantu ponimi la faccia in culu.
Ahimé, non ho trovato video di questa canzone
Però vi propongo la traduzione :Ddi quello che papà ci ha lasciato la parte migliore ti sei presa
la collina rosa con il sughero le vacche sorcine e il toro grande
e m'hai lasciato pietre, cisto e lucertole.
ma tu ti sei tenuto il ruscello e la casa e tutto quello che c'era dentro
le pere butirre e l'orto coltivato e dopo sei mesi che me n'ero andato
sembrava un cimitero bombardato.
te ne sei andato a vivere coi signori, facendoti comandare da tua moglie
e i soldi di papà li hai spesi tutti in dolciumi, medicine e giornali
che tuo figliolo a quattro anni aveva già gli occhiali.
mia moglie vive da signora e mio figlio conosce più di mille parole
la tua munge da mattina a sera e le tue figlie sono sporche di terra
e di letame e andranno a spostarsi a qualche servo pastore.
e tu quando sei partito soldato piangevi come un bambinetto
e dai padri delle tue avanti t'ha salvato tuo fratello
e se il coraggio che ti è rimasto è sempre quello ce la vedremo in piazza
chi ha la testa dura e nel frattempo mettimi la faccia in culo
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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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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Commenti in proposito cecaro? Se vuoi io ho scritto qualcosa nel topic della musica... solo un'impressione al primo ascolto, ma senza dubbio positiva.cecaro wrote: la mia canzone del giorno, della settimana, e del mese di agosto
"Mentre gli altri disegnano spam Dazed dipinge su tela."(Sine)
"Oggi ho avuto la prova che Dio esiste: è Dazed!"(Spree)
"Conoscere Dazed: senza prezzo!"(Angyair)
"Zedan rimane sempre il mio regista preferito."(Poz)
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The Killers - Smile Like You Mean It
Save some face, you know you've only got one
Change your ways while you're young
Boy, one day you'll be a man
Oh girl, he'll help you understand
Smile like you mean it
Smile like you mean it
Looking back at sunsets on the Eastside
We lost track of the time
Dreams aren't what they used to be
Some things sat by so carelessly
Smile like you mean it
Smile like you mean it
And someone is calling my name
From the back of the restaurant
And someone is playing a game
In the house that I grew up in
And someone will drive her around
Down the same streets that I did
On the same streets that I did
Smile like you mean it
Smile like you mean it
Smile like you mean it
Smile like you mean it
Oh no, oh no no no
Oh no, oh no no no
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Save some face, you know you've only got one
Change your ways while you're young
Boy, one day you'll be a man
Oh girl, he'll help you understand
Smile like you mean it
Smile like you mean it
Looking back at sunsets on the Eastside
We lost track of the time
Dreams aren't what they used to be
Some things sat by so carelessly
Smile like you mean it
Smile like you mean it
And someone is calling my name
From the back of the restaurant
And someone is playing a game
In the house that I grew up in
And someone will drive her around
Down the same streets that I did
On the same streets that I did
Smile like you mean it
Smile like you mean it
Smile like you mean it
Smile like you mean it
Oh no, oh no no no
Oh no, oh no no no
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Però, fra tutti menzione d'onore per Nefastto, più subdolo e convincente, meno palese e più credibile di tutti nei suoi interventi.(Dazed)
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Ogni tanto è obbligo ascoltarla
System Of A Down - Lost in Hollywood
I'll wait here,
You're crazy,
Those viscious streets are filled with strays,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.
They find you,
Two time you,
Say your the best they've ever seen,
You should have never trusted Hollywood.
I wrote you,
And told you,
You were the biggest fish out here,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.
They take you,
And make you,
They look at you in disgusting ways,
You should never trusted Hollywood.
I was standing on the wall,
Feeling ten feet tall,
All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
This is my front page,
This is my new age,
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.
Phoney people come to pray,
Look at all of them beg to stay,
Phoney people come to pray.
(The lines in the letter said, "We have gone to Hackensack")
Look at all of them beg to stay
Phoney people come to pray.
All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Hollywood Boulevard.
You should have never trusted Hollywood.
You should have never gone to Hollywood.
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.
You should have never trusted Hollywood.
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System Of A Down - Lost in Hollywood
I'll wait here,
You're crazy,
Those viscious streets are filled with strays,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.
They find you,
Two time you,
Say your the best they've ever seen,
You should have never trusted Hollywood.
I wrote you,
And told you,
You were the biggest fish out here,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.
They take you,
And make you,
They look at you in disgusting ways,
You should never trusted Hollywood.
I was standing on the wall,
Feeling ten feet tall,
All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
This is my front page,
This is my new age,
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.
Phoney people come to pray,
Look at all of them beg to stay,
Phoney people come to pray.
(The lines in the letter said, "We have gone to Hackensack")
Look at all of them beg to stay
Phoney people come to pray.
All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Hollywood Boulevard.
You should have never trusted Hollywood.
You should have never gone to Hollywood.
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.
You should have never trusted Hollywood.
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
The Police - Synchronicity II
Synchronicity (1983)
Another suburban morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies
We can't hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all the suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take
Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake
Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today
He doesn't think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts on a red light street
But all he ever thinks to do is watch
And every single meeting with his so called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
Many miles away something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish Loch
Another working day has ended
Only the rush-hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now looming in his headlight
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles away there's a shadow on a door
Of a cottage by the shore
Of a dark Scottish lake
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Synchronicity (1983)
Another suburban morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies
We can't hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all the suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take
Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake
Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today
He doesn't think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts on a red light street
But all he ever thinks to do is watch
And every single meeting with his so called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
Many miles away something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish Loch
Another working day has ended
Only the rush-hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now looming in his headlight
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles away there's a shadow on a door
Of a cottage by the shore
Of a dark Scottish lake
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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
La mia canzone del giorno:
Just a castaway, an island lost at sea...
Just a castaway, an island lost at sea...
Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere,
et cum illi pueri dicerent: Σίβυλλα τί θέλεις; respondebat illa: ἀποθανεῖν θέλω.
et cum illi pueri dicerent: Σίβυλλα τί θέλεις; respondebat illa: ἀποθανεῖν θέλω.
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Hüsker Dü : Chartered Trips
from the album "Zen Arcade" (1984)
Chartered Trips
I picked up my belongings in a nylon carry-all
I hear the porter call
Said "The sky's the limit on this chartered trip away,"
I guess I'd better stay
Out there on the desert, I see trees on every wall
Nothing's ever solved
Said "The sky's the limit on this chartered trip away,"
Guess I'd better stay away
I thought I owed myself a trip away
I wanted to go to places I have never been away
I looked at the pictures, imagine where they lay
Away on a beach by the sand, where their clothes all lay away
Horizon is oblivious, chartered trip away
Said "There's no returning from this chartered trip away."
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from the album "Zen Arcade" (1984)
Chartered Trips
I picked up my belongings in a nylon carry-all
I hear the porter call
Said "The sky's the limit on this chartered trip away,"
I guess I'd better stay
Out there on the desert, I see trees on every wall
Nothing's ever solved
Said "The sky's the limit on this chartered trip away,"
Guess I'd better stay away
I thought I owed myself a trip away
I wanted to go to places I have never been away
I looked at the pictures, imagine where they lay
Away on a beach by the sand, where their clothes all lay away
Horizon is oblivious, chartered trip away
Said "There's no returning from this chartered trip away."
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Probabilmente l'ho già postata mesi fa... quando penso alla mia ex, spunta sempre fuori :)
The Cure - Trust
1992
there's no-one left in the world
that i can hold onto
there is really no-one left at all
there is only you
and if you leave me now
you leave all that we were
undone
there is really no-one left
you are the only one
and still the hardest part for you
to put your trust in me
i love you more than i can say
why won't you just believe?
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The Cure - Trust
1992
there's no-one left in the world
that i can hold onto
there is really no-one left at all
there is only you
and if you leave me now
you leave all that we were
undone
there is really no-one left
you are the only one
and still the hardest part for you
to put your trust in me
i love you more than i can say
why won't you just believe?
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We bleed green & gold
Go Sonics!
Go Sonics!
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Da frequentatore silente ma discreto del topic sono impressionato dalla quantità di canzoni che ricordano a rashard lewis la sua ex, qua siamo in doppia cifra abbondante.
mi sono rispupazzato da pagina uno in cerca di song a me sconosciute e poco sputtanate per fare una compilation a sua confettosità
a proposito, un paio di perle postate dalla outsider capressa (aka Rasputin) si riveleranno preziose,
cosi come l'onniscenza musicale dei frequentatori tutti, ho scippato a dx e sx, grazie, finalmente un topic di servizio.
Già che ci sono, omaggio Shirley Manson, (che donna ragazzi) icon uno dei miei tormentoni preferiti dei 90's, eppoi un pò mi riconosco nel testo, peccato che i Garbage non siano più all'altezza dei loro esordi.
Garbage
album Garbage
Im only happy when it rains
Im only happy when it rains
Im only happy when its complicated
And though I know you cant appreciate it
Im only happy when it rains
You know I love it when the news is bad
And why it feels so good to feel so sad
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
I feel good when things are going wrong
I only listen to the sad, sad songs
Im only happy when it rains
I only smile in the dark
My only comfort is the night gone black
I didnt accidentally tell you that
Im only happy when it rains
Youll get the message by the time Im through
When I complain about me and you
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down
You can keep me company
As long as you dont care
Im only happy when it rains
You wanna hear about my new obsession?
Im riding high upon a deep depression
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me ...
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mi sono rispupazzato da pagina uno in cerca di song a me sconosciute e poco sputtanate per fare una compilation a sua confettosità
a proposito, un paio di perle postate dalla outsider capressa (aka Rasputin) si riveleranno preziose,
cosi come l'onniscenza musicale dei frequentatori tutti, ho scippato a dx e sx, grazie, finalmente un topic di servizio.
Già che ci sono, omaggio Shirley Manson, (che donna ragazzi) icon uno dei miei tormentoni preferiti dei 90's, eppoi un pò mi riconosco nel testo, peccato che i Garbage non siano più all'altezza dei loro esordi.
Garbage
album Garbage
Im only happy when it rains
Im only happy when it rains
Im only happy when its complicated
And though I know you cant appreciate it
Im only happy when it rains
You know I love it when the news is bad
And why it feels so good to feel so sad
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
I feel good when things are going wrong
I only listen to the sad, sad songs
Im only happy when it rains
I only smile in the dark
My only comfort is the night gone black
I didnt accidentally tell you that
Im only happy when it rains
Youll get the message by the time Im through
When I complain about me and you
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down
You can keep me company
As long as you dont care
Im only happy when it rains
You wanna hear about my new obsession?
Im riding high upon a deep depression
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me ...
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Onore a Dreamtim. L'Ultimo prototipo di owner neanche preso in considerazione per una produzione di massa, troppo strano per vivere, troppo raro per morire (cit. Dr.Gonzo).
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RashardLewis
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Beh, considera che ho iniziato a frequentare la sezione Off Topic dallo scorso dicembre, per occupare l'inevitabile tempo libero che mi si è aperto dopo lo split... generalmente ascolto molte songs che hanno a che fare con lei... spero di non tediarvi troppodreamtim wrote: Da frequentatore silente ma discreto del topic sono impressionato dalla quantità di canzoni che ricordano a rashard lewis la sua ex, qua siamo in doppia cifra abbondante.
Beh.. per rimanere più in tema che mai...
Dashboard Confessional - The Best Deceptions
2001
I heard about your trip.
I heard about your souvenirs.
I heard about the cool breeze, in the cool nights,
And the cool guys that you spent them with.
Well I guess I should have heard of them from you.
I guess I should have heard of them from you.
Don't you see, don't you see, that the charade is over?
And all the "Best Deceptions" and "Clever Cover Story" awards go to you.
So kiss me hard 'cause this will be the last time that I let you.
You will be back someday and this awkward kiss that tells of other people's lips will be of service to keeping you away.
I heard about your regrets.
I heard that you were feeling sorry.
I heard from someone that you wish you could set things right between us.
Well I guess I should have heard of that from you.
I guess I should have heard of that from you.
I'm waiting for blood to flow to my fingers,
I'll be all right when my hands get warm.Ignoring the phone,
I'd rather say nothing. I'd rather you'd never heard my voice.
You're calling too late too late to be gracious you do not warrant long goodbyes.
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We bleed green & gold
Go Sonics!
Go Sonics!
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Tunzo
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Datato ma potente.
Un solo nome: Iron Maiden
[align=center]Iron Maiden - Prowler[/align]
[align=center]Walking through the city, looking oh so pretty,
I've just got to find my way.
See the ladies flashing. All their legs and lashes.
I've just got to find my way.
Well you see me crawling through the bushes with it open wide.
What you seeing girl?
Can't you believe that feeling, can't you believe it,
Can't you believe your eyes?
It's the real thing girl.
Got me feeling myself and reeling around,
Got me talking but feel like walking around.
Got me feeling myself and reeling a...
Got me talking but nothing's with me...
Got me feeling myself and reeling around.
Walking through the city, looking oh so pretty,
I've just got to find my way.
See the ladies flashing. All their legs and lashes.
I've just got to find my way.
Well you see me crawling through the bushes with it open wide.
What you seeing girl?
Can't you believe that feeling, can't you believe it,
Can't you believe your eyes?
It's the real thing girl.
Got me feeling myself and reeling around,
Got me talking but feel like walking around.[/align]
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Un solo nome: Iron Maiden
[align=center]Iron Maiden - Prowler[/align]
[align=center]Walking through the city, looking oh so pretty,
I've just got to find my way.
See the ladies flashing. All their legs and lashes.
I've just got to find my way.
Well you see me crawling through the bushes with it open wide.
What you seeing girl?
Can't you believe that feeling, can't you believe it,
Can't you believe your eyes?
It's the real thing girl.
Got me feeling myself and reeling around,
Got me talking but feel like walking around.
Got me feeling myself and reeling a...
Got me talking but nothing's with me...
Got me feeling myself and reeling around.
Walking through the city, looking oh so pretty,
I've just got to find my way.
See the ladies flashing. All their legs and lashes.
I've just got to find my way.
Well you see me crawling through the bushes with it open wide.
What you seeing girl?
Can't you believe that feeling, can't you believe it,
Can't you believe your eyes?
It's the real thing girl.
Got me feeling myself and reeling around,
Got me talking but feel like walking around.[/align]
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Oh, acciacciato grugnosco, le tue minzioni mi appaiono
Come ciance di sebi su luride api.
Deh! Impiacciami, imploroti, sgabazzone rampante
Sciasciami, sprusciami, sprusciami coi crespi tentachili
O ti strapperò gli sputtoni coi miei scassagangli, CAPITO?
(Il prostetnico vogon Jeltz)
Come ciance di sebi su luride api.
Deh! Impiacciami, imploroti, sgabazzone rampante
Sciasciami, sprusciami, sprusciami coi crespi tentachili
O ti strapperò gli sputtoni coi miei scassagangli, CAPITO?
(Il prostetnico vogon Jeltz)
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SULF6HC
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Colonna sonora: Il Ciclone
Titolo: The Rhythm Is Magic (Marie Claire D'ubaldo)
Every heart beat is a miracle
simply breathing out and breathing in
every planet in the system, every distant star
dances to a master rythm, beating for all eternity
The rythm is magic, feel it in your soul
rythm is the power of creation
in every living thing, the force within
the rythm is magic, the rythm is king
A dancer steps into the mystery
naitive instinct feels the living spell
she surrenders to the power, rythm holds the key
spirit opens like a flower, breathing for all eternity
The rythm is magic, feel it in your soul
rythm is the power of creation
in every living thing, the force within
the rythm is magic, the rythm is king
La magia del ritmo, siente su vibrar
bebe su poder de sensaciones
en todo lo que ves, la fuerza es
la magia del ritmo, la magia de ser
El milagro de un latido más
respirando en cada palpitar
las distancias se connectan con la exhaltación
el secreto está en el ritmo
prueba de ver su inmensidad
The rythm is magic, feel it in your soul
rythm is the power of creation
in every living thing, the force within
the rythm is magic, the rythm is king
The rythm is magic, feel it in your soul
rythm is the power of creation
in every living thing, the force within
the rythm is magic, the rythm is king
The rythm is magic, siente su vibrar!
bebe su poder de sensaciones!
en todo lo que ves, la fuerza es
the rythm is magic, the rythm is king
The rythm is magic,
siente siente siente siente su vibrar
en todo lo que ves, la fuerza es
the rythm is magic, the rythm is king
Titolo: The Rhythm Is Magic (Marie Claire D'ubaldo)
Every heart beat is a miracle
simply breathing out and breathing in
every planet in the system, every distant star
dances to a master rythm, beating for all eternity
The rythm is magic, feel it in your soul
rythm is the power of creation
in every living thing, the force within
the rythm is magic, the rythm is king
A dancer steps into the mystery
naitive instinct feels the living spell
she surrenders to the power, rythm holds the key
spirit opens like a flower, breathing for all eternity
The rythm is magic, feel it in your soul
rythm is the power of creation
in every living thing, the force within
the rythm is magic, the rythm is king
La magia del ritmo, siente su vibrar
bebe su poder de sensaciones
en todo lo que ves, la fuerza es
la magia del ritmo, la magia de ser
El milagro de un latido más
respirando en cada palpitar
las distancias se connectan con la exhaltación
el secreto está en el ritmo
prueba de ver su inmensidad
The rythm is magic, feel it in your soul
rythm is the power of creation
in every living thing, the force within
the rythm is magic, the rythm is king
The rythm is magic, feel it in your soul
rythm is the power of creation
in every living thing, the force within
the rythm is magic, the rythm is king
The rythm is magic, siente su vibrar!
bebe su poder de sensaciones!
en todo lo que ves, la fuerza es
the rythm is magic, the rythm is king
The rythm is magic,
siente siente siente siente su vibrar
en todo lo que ves, la fuerza es
the rythm is magic, the rythm is king
Il cinema è dentro di me (..ma forse anche l'atletica)
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Emmanuelle
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Quoto, straquoto. E a chi ha amato Wish quanto l'ho amato io, dedico la fine di From the edge of the deep green sea:RashardLewis wrote: The Cure - Trust
1992
there's no-one left in the world
that i can hold onto
there is really no-one left at all
there is only you
and if you leave me now
you leave all that we were
undone
there is really no-one left
you are the only one
and still the hardest part for you
to put your trust in me
i love you more than i can say
why won't you just believe?
It's always the same
wake up in the rain
head in pain
hung in shame
a different name
the same old game
love in vain
and miles and miles and miles and miles away from home again
Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere,
et cum illi pueri dicerent: Σίβυλλα τί θέλεις; respondebat illa: ἀποθανεῖν θέλω.
et cum illi pueri dicerent: Σίβυλλα τί θέλεις; respondebat illa: ἀποθανεῖν θέλω.