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David Crosby & Graham Nash : To The Last Whale...: Critical Mass / Wind On The Water

from the album "Wind On The Water" (1975)



To The Last Whale...: Critical Mass / Wind On The Water

Over the years you have been hunted
by the men who threw harpoons
And in the long run he will kill you
just to feed the pets we raise,
put the flowers in your vase
and make the lipstick for your face.

Over the years you swam the ocean
Following feelings of your own
Now you are washed up on the shoreline
I can see your body lie
It's a shame you have to die
to put the shadow on our eye

Maybe we'll go
Maybe we'll disappear
It's not that we don't know
It's just that we don't want to care.
Under the bridges
Over the foam
Wind on the water
Carry me home.



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Cristina Donà ft Giuliano Sangiorgi - Settembre

Il sole a settembre ti lascia vestire ancora leggera,
Il fiume riposa negli argini aperti di questa distesa.
Tu mi dicevi che la verità e la bellezza non fanno rumore
basta solo lasciarle salire, basta solo farle entrare.
E' tempo di imparare a guardare, è tempo di ripulire il pensiero,
è tempo di dominare il fuoco, è tempo di ascoltare davvero...

L'amore a settembre mi ha fatto sentire ancora leggera,
il giorno sprofonda nei solchi bruciati di questa distesa.
Tu lo sapevi che nessuna gioia nasce senza un dolore,
basta solo farlo guarire, basta solo lasciarlo entrare.
E' tempo di imparare a guardare, è tempo di ripulire il pensiero,
è tempo di dominare il fuoco, è tempo di ascoltare davvero,
è tempo di imparare a cadere, è tempo di rinunciare al veleno,
è tempo di dominare il fuoco, è tempo di ascoltare davvero...

L'amore a settembre ci ha fatto sentire ancora leggeri..

The Who : Who Are You

from the album "Who Are You" (1978)



Who Are You

Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?

I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said "You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away"

I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin' punches around
And preachin' from my chair

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

I took the tube back out of town
Back to the Rollin' Pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
With a streak of Rin Tin Tin

I stretched back and I hiccoughed
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan
God, there's got to be another way

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Oh, who are you(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Oh Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Oh Who the fuck are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

Who are you?
ooh wa oo wa oo wa oo x11

Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?

I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
C'mon tell me who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Oh, I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

I know there's a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees

I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still recieve your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?

Well who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
tell me who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
oh, I really wanna know? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
tell, tell me who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

C'mon, c'mon who? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Oh, Who the fuck are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Oh, tell me who are you (Who are you?, ooo?)

I really wanna to know
Oh, I really want to know
C'mon tell me who are you, you, you?
Who are you?



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The Snake 12 wrote: The Who : Who Are You

ho una cugina che somiglia a roger daltrey

la capressa wrote: ho una cugina che somiglia a roger daltrey

invece una cugina di mia mamma assomiglia a Mike Rutherford dei Genesis (prima del 1977, anno in cui si fece crescere la barba) 

la capressa wrote: ho una cugina che somiglia a roger daltrey

Chissà che figa

The Snake 12 wrote: invece una cugina di mia mamma assomiglia a Mike Rutherford dei Genesis (prima del 1977, anno in cui si fece crescere la barba) 

... e dell'inizio del declino musicale.....

Comunque, per richiamare un pò i bei tempi di Mike:

Artista: GENESIS
Album: Sellign England By The Pound
Titolo: The Cinema Show


Home from work our Juliet
Clears her morning meal.
She dabs her skin with pretty smells
Concealing to appeal.
I will make my bed,
She said, but turned to go.
Can she be late for her cinema show?

Romeo locks his basement flat,
And scurries up the stair.
With head held high and floral tie,
A weekend millionaire.
I will make my bed
With her tonight, he cries.
Can he fail armed with his chocolate surprise?

Take a little trip back with father Tiresias,
Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through.
I have crossed between the poles, for me there's no mystery.
Once a man, like the sea I raged,
Once a woman, like the earth I gave.
But there is in fact more earth than sea.

Take a little trip back with father Tiresias,
Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through.
I have crossed between the poles, for me there's no mystery.
Once a man, like the sea I raged,
Once a woman, like the earth I gave.
But there is in fact more earth than sea.


che bei tempi ... e che peccato non averli vissuti!!

Thomas Newman : A Rose

from the album "American Beauty: Original Motion Picture Score" (2000)



A Rose

(instrumental)





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The Tea Party - Heaven Coming Down
1999



With nothing to do,
You'd waste away,
Obscured, in exile.
They've witnessed the times
you've gone astray,
Whose fault? now you're thinking.

There's nothing to prove,
Message from the crowd to the shore,

And it feels now,
Just like heavens coming down.

So strange are the ways they all have changed,
Still life it stayed the same.
A break from the past could make it last,
Maybe just a little longer.

Now, there's nothing to prove,
A message from the crowd to the shore (baby).

And it feels now,
Just like heavens coming down.
Your soul shakes free,
As its concience hits the ground.

You surrender, love under will,
Rest assured (baby), you're adored.

And it feels now,
Just like heavens coming down.
Your soul shakes free,
As its concience hits the ground.
These signs, this fate,
Takes the path you didn't chose.
Stay strong, keep faith,
There's the change thats coming through.

Feels like heaven's coming down...
(Oh no, my love)
Feels like heaven's coming down...
(Oh no, my love)
Feels like heaven's coming down...
(Oh no, my love)
Feels like heaven's coming down...


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Don't Panic  coldplay parachutes 


Bones sinking like stones
All that we've fought for
All these places we've grown
All of us are done for

And we live in a beautiful world
Yeah we do, yeah we do
We live in a beautiful world

Bones sinking like stones
All that we've fought for
All these places we've grown
All of us are done for

And we live in a beautiful world
Yeah we do, yeah we do
We live in a beautiful world

And we live in a beautiful world
Yeah we do, yeah we do
We live in a beautiful world

Oh all that I know
There's nothing here to run from
'Cos yeah, everybody here's got somebody to lean on

bellisssssssssssssssssima

Giorgio Gaber - Le Elezioni
mi pare il minimo :D


Generalmente mi ricordo
una domenica di sole
una giornata molto bella
un'aria già primaverile

in cui ti senti più pulito
anche la strada è più pulita
senza schiamazzi e senza suoni

chissà perché non piove mai
quando ci sono le elezioni.

Una curiosa sensazione
che rassomiglia un po' a un esame
di cui non senti la paura
ma una dolcissima emozione,

e poi la gente per la strada
li vedi tutti più educati
sembrano anche un po' più buoni

ed è più bella anche la scuola
quando ci sono le elezioni.

Persino nei carabinieri
c'è un'aria più rassicurante
ma mi ci vuole un certo sforzo
per presentarmi con coraggio
c'è un gran silenzio nel mio seggio

un senso d'ordine e di pulizia.
Democrazia!

Mi danno in mano un paio di schede
e una bellissima matita
lunga, sottile, marroncina,
perfettamente temperata

e vado verso la cabina
volutamente disinvolto
per non tradire le emozioni

e faccio un segno sul mio segno
come son giuste le elezioni.

È proprio vero che fa bene
un po' di partecipazione
con cura piego le due schede
e guardo ancora la matita
così perfetta è temperata...

io quasi quasi mela porto via.
Democrazia!

Soundgarden : Jesus Christ Pose

from the album "Badmotorfinger" (1991)



Jesus Christ Pose

And you stare at me
In the Jesus Christ pose
Arms held out
Like you've been carrying a load
And you swear to me
You don't want to be my slave
But you're staring at me
Like I need to be saved
In the Jesus Christ pose

Arms held out
In the Jesus Christ pose
Thorns and shroud
Like it's the coming of the Lord
And I swear to you
That I would never feed you pain
But your staring at me
Like I'm driving the nails
In the Jesus Christ pose

And you stare at me
In the Jesus Christ pose
Thorns and shrouds
Like it's the coming of the Lord
would it pay you more to walk on water
Then to wear a crown of thorns
It wouldn't pain me more to bury you rich
Then to bury you poor
In the Jesus Christ pose



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Manu Chao - Desaparecido



Me llaman el desaparecido
Cuando llega ya se ha ido
Volando vengo, volando voy
Deprisa deprisa a rumbo perdido

Cuando me buscan nunca estoy
Cuando me encuentran yo no soy
El que está enfrente porque ya
Me fui corriendo más allá

Me dicen el desaparecido
Fantasma que nunca está
Me dicen el desagradecido
Pero esa no es la verdad

Yo llevo en el cuerpo un dolor
Que no me deja respirar
Llevo en el cuerpo una condena
Que siempre me echa a caminar


Me dicen el desaparecido
Que cuando llega ya se ha ido
Volando vengo, volando voy
Deprisa deprisa a rumbo perdido

Me dicen el desaparecido
Fantasma que nunca está
Me dicen el desagradecido
Pero esa no es la verdad

Yo llevo en el cuerpo un motor
Que nunca deja de rolar
llevo en el alma un camino
Destinado a nunca llegar

Cuando me buscan nunca estoy
Cuando me encuentran yo no soy
El que esta enfrente por que ya
me fui corriendo mas alla

Me dicen el desaparecido
Cuando llega ya se ha ido
Volando vengo, volando voy
Deprisa deprisa a rumbo perdido

Perdido en el siglo...
Perdido en el siglo…
siglo XX...
rumbo al XXI…

The Jackson 5 : Darling Dear

from the album "Third Album" (1970)



Darling Dear

The game of love
Is such a beautiful game
If you've got time, little girl
I'd like to explain
All the do's and don'ts
All the wills and won'ts

So Lend an ear, darling dear
(Sweet darling dear)
Do be sincere
And true love will appear
Don't be shy
Or love will pass you by
If you will
My heart you may steal
If you don't
The game of love you lose alone

(Darling dear)

Do be sincere
And true love will appear
Don't be shy
Or love will pass you by
If you will
My heart you may steal
If you don't
The game of love you lose alone

(First)
First I'll place my arms
So gently around you
(Then)
Then whisper darling I'm so glad I found you

Then your lips unwind
A simple touch wouldn't mind
A kiss will stay, darling dear
(Sweet darling)
Darling, darling dear, yeah
(Sweet darling dear)
Darling dear
(Sweet darling dear)



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