Un testo al giorno
#2801
Inviato 21 dicembre 2012 - 19:02
Sopra i falò s'è fatto buio
da sommergibile s'è inabissata
l'esplosa pietroburgo
e solo se un'ala ardente di vento
fa ondeggiare la fitta oscurità
ricordiamo
tempeste senza tregua
e dall'alto e d'intorno
primo maggio con rabbia
rabbia ingorda di strada
strada di guerra affollata
e, sotto i colpi, vuota
graffia
le voglie
sui sassi sui pezzi d'asfalto
scolpiscile
nel cielo come stelle
ardi
divina tenaglia
sul mondo
brucia
tornio d'amore
parole di fuoco
attente a me al mio capire roco
forgiami viso respiro sorriso
di fuoco
roco roço rosso
primo maggio d'amore
amore ingordo mai sazio
sazio di carne e d'anima
e, sotto i colpi, vuoto
controllano ormai gli occhi
nuovi colori
elettrici translucidi mai visti
si tutto ciò che è stato con noi, è stato
e ciò che è, è qui con noi
la vita, strano a dirsi, è una sola
primo maggio con noia
roco roço rosso
roco roço rosso
roco roço rosso
roco roço rosso
https://www.youtube....h?v=yUbJwRmZx_0
Stefano
Sono stato ad un loro concerto in prima fila, impiedi. Ubriaco fracico ed erano convinte fossi un fan sfegatato, mi dedicavano le canzoni mentre io per quasi due ore urlavo: troieee!
#2802
Inviato 26 dicembre 2012 - 11:21
Walter the Occultist is sleeping in the parlour, His tarot is stained with cuccumber and tomato, The kettle bubbles over, calls the caged canary 'Walter, mind the shop". "Walter can you tell us" ask the fat girls from the chorus, "Will we be happy and the Gods they be for us, And what do the cards say about those men we met upon the pier?" Once there were stars behind his eyes, But now they have dimmed and crystalised, The Gods are cruel, they tease the fool, Who lifts the veil. Walter reads the tea leaves spread on the Sunday papers, The things that he sees there would astonish all his neighbours, The strongman and the midget, the bearded lady and the tattooed twins. Once there were stars behind his eyes, But now they have dimmed and crystalised, The Gods are cruel, they tease the fool, Who lifts the veil.
http://www.youtube.c...h?v=OY10SCgzOZU
#2803
Inviato 25 maggio 2013 - 16:46
I believe that you heard your master sing
When I was sick in bed.
I suppose that he told you everything
That I keep locked away in my head.
Your master took you travelling,
Well at least that's what you said.
And now do you come back to bring
Your prisoner wine and bread?
You met him at some temple, where
They take your clothes at the door.
He was just a numberless man in a chair
Who'd just come back from the war.
And you wrap up his tired face in your hair
And he hands you the apple core.
Then he touches your lips now so suddenly bare
Of all the kisses we put on some time before.
And he gave you a German Shepherd to walk
With a collar of leather and nails,
And he never once made you explain or talk
About all of the little details,
Such as who had a word and who had a rock,
And who had you through the mails.
Now your love is a secret all over the block,
And it never stops not even when your master fails.
And he took you up in his aeroplane,
Which he flew without any hands,
And you cruised above the ribbons of rain
That drove the crowd from the stands.
Then he killed the lights in a lonely Lane
And, an ape with angel glands,
Erased the final wisps of pain
With the music of rubber bands.
And now I hear your master sing,
You kneel for him to come.
His body is a golden string
That your body is hanging from.
His body is a golden string,
My body has grown numb.
Oh now you hear your master sing,
Your shirt is all undone.
And will you kneel beside this bed
That we polished so long ago,
Before your master chose instead
To make my bed of snow?
Your eyes are wild and your knuckles are red
And you're speaking far too low.
No I can't make out what your master said
Before he made you go.
Then I think you're playing far too rough
For a lady who's been to the moon;
I've lain by this window long enough
To get used to an empty room.
And your love is some dust in an old man's cough
Who is tapping his foot to a tune,
And your thighs are a ruin, you want too much,
Let's say you came back some time too soon.
I loved your master perfectly
I taught him all that he knew.
He was starving in some deep mystery
Like a man who is sure what is true.
And I sent you to him with my guarantee
I could teach him something new,
And I taught him how you would long for me
No matter what he said no matter what you'd do.
I believe that you heard your master sing
While I was sick in bed,
I'm sure that he told you everything
I must keep locked away in my head.
Your master took you travelling,
Well at least that's what you said,
And now do you come back to bring
Your prisoner wine and bread?
#2804
Inviato 27 giugno 2013 - 23:40
If all my dreams were a tidal wave
And every day was Christmas
We could spend our lives in the drip
At the edge of the world
Cause love is something that you can't see
It's like telepathic surgery
And cuts and scrapes just like Iggy Pop thrown in a hole
If you take away my nerves
And leave just my words
Love would be the best thing in the world
You and me in a chrome reflection
We were born to suffer some
Please don't chase me from this jail
You know it looks so nice
If all my dreams were a microwave
And every day was summer
When I feel this way, you know
We should start our own religion
If you take away my nerves
And leave just my words
Love would be the best thing in the world
And if you take away my pain
Please don't leave my brain
Cause when I think it hurts just the same
#2805
Inviato 28 giugno 2013 - 22:15
You must be wondering how
The boy next door turned out
Have a care, but don’t stare
Because he’s still there
Lamenting policewomen, policemen
Silly women, taxmen, uniformed whores
They who wish to hurt you
Work within the law
This world is full, oh
So full of crashing bores
And I must be one
'Cause no one ever turns to me to say
"Take me in your arms
Take me in your arms
and love me"
You must be wondering how
The boy next door turned out
Have a care and say a prayer
Because he’s still there
Lamenting policewomen, policemen,
Silly women, taxmen, uniformed whores
Educated criminals work within the law
This world is full
So full of crashing bores
And I must be one
'Cause no one ever turns to me to say
"Take me in your arms
Take me in your arms and love me
And love me"
What really lies
Beyond the constraints of my mind?
Could it be the sea
With fate mooning back at me?
No, it's just more lock-jawed pop-stars
Thicker than pig-shit
Nothing to convey
So scared to show intelligence
It might smear their lovely career
This world - I am afraid -
Is designed for crashing bores
I am not one
I am not one
You don’t understand
You don’t understand
And yet you can
Take me in your arms and love me, love me
And love me
Take me in your arms and love me, love me, love me
Take me in your arms and love me
Take me in your arms and love me
Would you do, would you do what you should do?
#2806
Inviato 11 luglio 2013 - 12:16
As we fall into sequence
And we're eating our young
Remain silent and still for modesty
When the splints have been broken
And they can't help you now
Do you pray with your eyes closed naturally
Follow me to nowhere
Woven with the utmost care
If I'm lost please don't find me
If I drown let me sink
We descended from no one
With a wink
When it's cold outside hold me
Don't hold me
When I choose to rest my eyes coax me
Don't coax me
When it's cold outside hold me
Don't hold me
When I choose to rest my eyes coax me
Don't coax me
Follow me to nowhere
Woven with the utmost care
Have they cleansed you with chloride
And scrubbed behind the knees
Has your body been hollowed by the breeze
“Looking forward is only an imagination of your brain.
It’s what you want to imaginate.
I can honestly say what I think now, ‘cause I’m in the time now, is what I can tell you.
So, giving you a story of the future is just an imagination.”
#2807
Inviato 02 agosto 2013 - 17:20
And gave it to a bird with nothing in her beak,
I had my balls and my brains put into a vice
And twisted around for a whole fucking week.
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you let that trash
Get a hold of your cock, get stoned on my hash?
Why'd ya do it she said, why'd you let her suck your cock?
Oh, do me a favour, don't put me in the dark.
Why'd ya do it, she said, they're mine all your jewels,
You just tied me to the mast of the ship of fools.
Why'd ya do it, she said, when you know it makes me sore,
'Cause she had cobwebs up her fanny and I believe in giving to the poor.
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you spit on my snatch?
Are we out of love now, is this just a bad patch?
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you do what you did?
You drove my ego to a really bad skid.
Why'd you do it, she said, ain't nothing to laugh,
You just tore all our kisses right in half!
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd ya do what you did,
Betray my little oyster for such a low bitch.
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you do what you did?
You drove my ego to a really bad skid.
Why'd ya do it, she screamed, after all we've said
Every time I see your dick I see her cunt in my bed.
The whole room was swirling,
Her lips were still curling.
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you do what you did
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd ya do it, she said,
Why'd you do what you did ?
Oh, big grey mother, I love you forever
With your barbed wire pussy and your good and bad weather.
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you do what you did...
ma anche
"SOVIET SAM" un blog billizzimo
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#2808
Inviato 02 agosto 2013 - 17:28
When I stole a twig from our little nest
And gave it to a bird with nothing in her beak,
I had my balls and my brains put into a vice
And twisted around for a whole fucking week.
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you let that trash
Get a hold of your cock, get stoned on my hash?
Why'd ya do it she said, why'd you let her suck your cock?
Oh, do me a favour, don't put me in the dark.
Why'd ya do it, she said, they're mine all your jewels,
You just tied me to the mast of the ship of fools.
Why'd ya do it, she said, when you know it makes me sore,
'Cause she had cobwebs up her fanny and I believe in giving to the poor.
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you spit on my snatch?
Are we out of love now, is this just a bad patch?
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you do what you did?
You drove my ego to a really bad skid.
Why'd you do it, she said, ain't nothing to laugh,
You just tore all our kisses right in half!
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd ya do what you did,
Betray my little oyster for such a low bitch.
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you do what you did?
You drove my ego to a really bad skid.
Why'd ya do it, she screamed, after all we've said
Every time I see your dick I see her cunt in my bed.
The whole room was swirling,
Her lips were still curling.
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you do what you did
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd ya do it, she said,
Why'd you do what you did ?
Oh, big grey mother, I love you forever
With your barbed wire pussy and your good and bad weather.
Why'd ya do it, she said, why'd you do what you did...
ma anche
Uno dei miei testi preferiti.
#2809
Inviato 22 settembre 2013 - 11:08
Rime, metrica, forma, contenuto, interpretazione delle parole, ecc..GRANDIOSO!
Immanuel Casto - Da Quando Sono Morto
Da quando sono morto
Mi sento realizzato
Con pianto infine amato
Sul petto mio un fior
Da quando è finita va meglio la mia vita
Tranquillo me ne sto
Non cerco più l’amor
Da quando sono andato non vengo criticato
Per ogni cambiamento io vivo nel momento
Da quando son sparito
Tutti l’han capito che questa era la cura per la mia natura
Guardami vieni raggiungimi
Ho chiuso col passato pulito immacolato
Perché così perfetto non mi son sentito mai
Guardami adesso ammirami
Io sto con grazia e garbo sul letto mio di marmo
E tutti i miei difetti d’ora in poi tu non vedrai
Da quando son sparito
Io so che son guarito da quella malattia
Che era la vita mia
Splendido e composto il corpo mio è apposto
La pelle ha quel candore che merita l’amore
Son comodo e sdraiato non vivo più in peccato
Del prato ho fatto un tetto
Ho avuto il tuo rispetto
Da quando sono morto
Non sento più il bisogno di star dove stai tu
E non ingrasso neanche più
Guardami vieni raggiungimi
Ho chiuso col passato pulito immacolato
Perché così perfetto non mi son sentito mai
Guardami adesso ammirami
Io sto con grazia e garbo sul letto mio di marmo
E tutti i miei difetti d’ora in poi tu non vedrai
Oltre il parabrezza
Quella insicurezza è volata via
Lo dice l’autopsia
Da quando sono morto non devo più arrivare
Non c’è ansia di fare me la godo un po’
Guardami vieni raggiungimi
Ho chiuso col passato pulito immacolato
Perché così perfetto non mi son sentito mai
Guardami adesso ammirami
Io sto con grazia e garbo sul letto mio di marmo
E tutti i miei difetti d’ora in poi tu non vedrai
#2810
Inviato 23 settembre 2013 - 15:26
Pale pubescent beasts roam through the streets
And coffee-shops
Their prey gather in herds with stiff knee-length skirts
And white ankle-socks
But while they search for a mate my type hibernates
In bedrooms above
Composing their songs of love
Young, uniform minds in uniform lines
And uniform ties
Run round with trousers on fire and signs of desire
They cannot disguise
While I try to find words as light as the birds
That circle above
To put in my songs of love
Fate doesn't hang on a wrong or right choice
Fortune depends on the tone of your voice
So sing while you have time
Let the sun shine down from above
And fill you with songs of love
(Take me)
Fate doesn't hang on a wrong or right choice
Fortune depends on the tone of your voice
So let's sing while we still can
While the sun hangs high up above
Wonderful songs of love
Beautiful songs of love
Talmente brutto che e' da considerare 90
In pratica vogliono il magical negro senza i poteri magici, sai che palle.
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#2811
Inviato 30 settembre 2013 - 10:10
Sarà pure stata inflazionata, ma cazzo che testo della madonna!!!!
#2812
Inviato 25 novembre 2013 - 20:17
Of war and peace the truth just twists
Its curfew gull just glides
Upon four-legged forest clouds
The cowboy angel rides
With his candle lit into the sun
Though its glow is waxed in black
All except when 'neath the trees of Eden.
The lamppost stands with folded arms
Its iron claws attached
To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail
Though it shadows metal badge
All and all can only fall
With a crashing but meaningless blow
No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden.
The savage soldiers sticks his head in sand
And then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf
But still remains
Upon the beach where hound dogs bay
At ships with tatooed sails
Heading for the Gates of Eden.
With a time-rusted compass blade
Alladin and his lamp
Sits with Utopian hermit monks
Side saddle on the Golden Calf
And on their promises of paradise
You will not hear a laugh
All except inside the Gates of Eden.
Relationships of ownership
They whisper in the wings
To those condemned to act accordingly
And wait for succeeding kings
And I will try to harmonize with songs
The lonesome sparrow sings
There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden.
The motorcycle black madonna
Two-wheeled gypsy queen
And her silver-studded phantom cause
The gray flannel dwarf to scream
As he weeps to wicked birds of prey
Who pick up on his bread crumb sins
And there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden.
The kingdoms of Experience
In the precious wind they rot
While paupers change possessions
Each one wishing for what the other has got
And the princess and the prince
Discuss what's real and what is not
It doesn't matter inside the Gates of Eden.
The foreign sun, it squints upon
A bed that is never mine
As friends and other strangers
From their fates try to resign
Leaving men wholly totally free
To do anything they wish to do but die
And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden.
At dawn my lover comes to me
And tells me of her dreams
With no attempts to shovel the glimpse
Into the ditch of what each one means
At times I think there are no words
But these to tell what's true
And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden.
http://www.youtube.c...h?v=BnDmA7WnSHY
#2813
Inviato 26 novembre 2013 - 11:37
bob dylan - gates of eden
non c'ho mai capito una mazza, ma l'ultima strofa mi e' sempre piaciuta un sacco
#2814
Inviato 27 novembre 2013 - 15:06
It doesn't pay to try,
All the smart boys know why,
It doesn't mean I didn't try,
I just never know why.
Feel so cold and all alone,
Cause baby, you're not at home.
And when I'm home
Big deal, I'm still alone.
Feel so restless, I am,
Beat my head against a pole
Try to knock some sense,
Down in my bones.
And even though they don't show,
The scars aren't so old
And when they go,
They let you know
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
Don't try, don't try
You're just a bastard kid,
And you got no name
Cause you're living with me,
We're one and the same
And even though they don't show,
They scars aren't so old
And when they go,
They let you know
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
Don't try, don't try
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
Don't try, don't try
#2815
Inviato 16 dicembre 2013 - 09:52
Didn't need me to give him hell
He could be cool and cruel to you and me
Knew we'd put up with anything
I want to hurt him
I want to give him pain
I'm a roman candle
My head is full of flames
I'm hallucinating
I hear you cry
Your tears are cheap
Wet hot red swollen cheeks
Fall asleep
I want to hurt him
I want to give him pain
I'm a roman candle
My head is full of flames
I want to hurt him
I want to hurt him
I want to hurt him
I want to give him pain
And make him feel this pretty burn
(elliott smith - roman candle)
#2816
Inviato 16 dicembre 2013 - 11:01
The ragamuffin gunner is returnin' home like a hungry runaway
He walks through town all alone--"He must be from the fort," he hears the high school girls say
His countryside's burnin' with wolfman fairies dressed in drag for homicide
The hit-and-run plead sanctuary, 'neath a holy stone they hide
They're breakin' beams and crosses with a spastic's reelin' perfection
Nuns run bald through Vatican halls, pregnant, pleadin' immaculate conception
And everybody's wrecked on Main Street from drinking unholy blood
Sticker smiles sweet as Gunner breathes deep, his ankles caked in mud
And I said, "Hey, gunner man, that's qucksand, that's quicksand, that ain't mud
Have you thrown your senses to the war, or did you lose them in the flood?"
That pure American brother, dull-eyed and empty-faced
Races Sundays in Jersey in a Chevy stock super eight
He rides 'er low on the hip, on the side he's got "Bound for Glory" in red, white and blue flash paint
He leans on the hood telling racing stories, the kids call him Jimmy the Saint
Well, that blaze-and-noise boy, he's gunnin' that bitch loaded to blastin' point
He rides head first into a hurricane and disappears into a point
And there's nothin' left but some blood where the body fell, that is, nothin' left that you could sell
Just junk all across the horizon, a real highwayman's farewell
And I said, "Hey kid, you think that's oil? Man, that ain't oil, that's blood"
I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm, or was he just lost in the flood?
Eighth Avenue sailors in satin shirts whisper in the air
Some storefront incarnation of Maria, she's puttin' on me the stare
And Bronx's best apostle stands with his hand on his own hardware
Everything stops, you hear five quick shots, the cops come up for air
And now the whiz-bang gang from uptown, they're shootin' up the street
And that cat from the Bronx starts lettin' loose, but he gets blown right off his feet
And some kid comes blastin' 'round the corner, but a cop puts him right away
He lays on the street holding his leg, screaming something in Spanish, still breathing when I walked away
And somebody said, "Hey man, did you see that? His body hit the street with such a beautiful thud"
I wonder what the dude was sayin', or was he just lost in the flood?
Hey man, did you see that, those poor cats are sure messed up
I wonder what they were gettin' into, or were they just lost in the flood?
#2817
Inviato 16 dicembre 2013 - 22:19
elliott smith
condor ave
she took the oldsmobile out past condor avenue
and she locked the car and slipped past
into rythmic queitude
lights burning
voice dry and hoarse
i threw the screen door like a bastard back and forth
the chimes fell over each other
i fell onto my knees
the sound of the car driving off made me feel diseased
a sick shouting like you hear at the fairground
now i'm picking up to put away anything of yours that's still around
i don't know what to do with your clothes or your letters
it'll make a whisper out of you
she took the oldsmobile out past condor avenue
the fairground's lit
a drunk man sits by the gate she's driving through
got his hat tipped bottle back in between his teeth
looks like he's buried in the sand at the beach
i can't think about you driving off to leave barely awake
to take a little nap while the road is straight
i wish that car had never been discovered
they took away the bottle and the hat he was under
that's the one thing that he could never do
and it'll make a whisper out of you
she took the oldsmobile out past condor avenue
cops were running around the scene
looking for some kind of clue
they never get uptight when a moth gets crushed
unless a light bulb really loved him very much
i'm lying down
blowing smoke from my cigarette
little whisper smoke signs that you'll never get
you're in your oldsmobile driving by the moon
headlights burning bright ahead of you
and someone's burning out, out on condor avenue
trying to make a whisper out of you
#2818
Inviato 27 gennaio 2014 - 18:50
È nei ritagli ormai del tempo
che penso a quando tu eri qui
era difficile ricordo bene
ma era fantastico provarci insieme.
Ed ora che non mi consolo
guardando una fotografia
mi rendo conto che il tempo vola
e che la vita poi è una sola...
E mi ricordo chi voleva
al potere la fantasia...
erano giorni di grandi sogni........sai
erano vere anche le utopie
Ma non ricordo se chi c'era
aveva queste queste facce qui
non mi dire che è proprio così
non mi dire che son quelli lì!
E ora che del mio domani
non ho più la nostalgia
ci vuole sempre qualche cosa da bere
ci vuole sempre vicino un bicchiere!
Ed ora che oramai non tremo
nemmeno per amore...sì!...
ci vuole quello che io non ho
ci vuole "pelo" sullo stomaco!
Però ricordo chi voleva
un mondo meglio di così!
sì proprio tu che ti fai delle storie...(ma dai)...
cosa vuoi TU più di così
E cosa conta "chi perdeva"
le regole sono così
è la vita! ed è ora che CRESCI!
devi prenderla così......
SI!!!!
STUPENDO!
MI VIENE IL VOMITO!
è più forte di me
NON lo so
se sto qui
o se ritorno
se ritorno
se ritorno tra poco, tra poco....tra poco
Però ricordo chi voleva
un mondo meglio di così!
ancora tu che ci fai delle storie...(ma dai)...
cosa vuoi TU più di così
E cosa conta "chi perdeva"
le regole sono così
è la vita ed è ora che CRESCI!
devi viverla così.......
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6XCoRzJrWQE
Stefano
Sono stato ad un loro concerto in prima fila, impiedi. Ubriaco fracico ed erano convinte fossi un fan sfegatato, mi dedicavano le canzoni mentre io per quasi due ore urlavo: troieee!
#2819
Inviato 27 gennaio 2014 - 19:17
#2820
Inviato 27 gennaio 2014 - 19:24
Stefano
Sono stato ad un loro concerto in prima fila, impiedi. Ubriaco fracico ed erano convinte fossi un fan sfegatato, mi dedicavano le canzoni mentre io per quasi due ore urlavo: troieee!
#2821
Inviato 10 febbraio 2014 - 15:53
They find it all, a different story,
Notice whom for wheels are turning,
Turn again and turn towards this time,
All she ask's the strength to hold me,
Then again the same old story,
World will travel, oh so quickly,
Travel first and lean towards this time.
Oh, I'll break them down, no mercy shown,
Heaven knows, it's got to be this time,
Watching her, these things she said,
The times she cried,
Too frail to wake this time.
Oh I'll break them down, no mercy shown
Heaven knows, it's got to be this time,
Avenues all lined with trees,
Picture me and then you start watching,
Watching forever, forever,
Watching love grow, forever,
Letting me know, forever.
Rodotà beato te che sei morto
A voi la poesia proprio non piace eh?Sempre a rompere il cazzo state.
Con trepidazione vivo solo le partite dell'Inter.
#2822
Inviato 11 febbraio 2014 - 07:48
Sad eyed pearl and drop lips
Glancing pierce through writer man
Spoke hushed and frailing hips
Her old eyes skim in creasing lids
A tear falls as she describes
Approaching death with a yearning heart
With pride and no despise
Hot tears flow as she recounts
Her favourite worded token
Forgive me please for hurting so
Don't go away heartbroken no
Don't go away heartbroken no
Just wise owl tones no velvet lies
Crush her velvet call
Oh Marlene suffer all the fools
Who write you on the wall
And hold your tongue about your life
Or dead hands will change the plot
Will make your loving sound like snakes
Like you were never hot
Hot tears flow as she recounts
Her favourite worded token
Forgive me please for hurting so
My mother loved it so she said
Sad eyed pearl and drop lips yeag
Glancing pierce through writer man
Spoke hushed and frailing lips yeah
Old eyes skim in creasing lids
A tear falls as she describes
Approaching death with a yearning heart
With pride and no despise
Hot tears flow as she recounts
Her favourite worded token
Forgive me please for hurting so
#2823
Inviato 11 febbraio 2014 - 10:49
Com'è bello il vino
rosso rosso rosso,
bianco è il mattino,
sono dentro a un fosso.
E in mezzo all'acqua sporca
godo queste stelle,
questa vita è corta,
è scritto sulla pelle.
Ma com'è bello il vino
bianco bianco bianco,
rosso è il mattino,
sento male a un fianco.
Vita vita vita,
sera dopo sera,
fuggi tra le dita,
spera, Mira, spera.
#2824
Inviato 25 febbraio 2014 - 14:52
The Hitcher
You're never far away from my mind
Always too far away to see
Controlled explosions wreck the train line
Just can't believe the coast is clear
I get this feelin'
It's such an itch, itch
You're somewhere out there in a landslide
All hope just slippin' through like sand
Telephone lines down in a rainstorm
And I'm like a ship moored on dry land
I get this feelin'
It's such a bitch
You're always far out in the midrange
All around the state boundary spillage signs
Somebody burnt down all the pylons
And your my passport past these mines
I get this feelin'
I wanna hitch
Hitch a ride on your smile
Hitch a ride on your smile
Hitch a ride away from here
Hitch a ride on your smile
Hitch a ride away from here
I get this feelin'
End of the tunnel light just blinds me
While you weep like a willow tree
Send out distress signals to find me
They shine so hard so why can't we?
I get this feelin'
Wanna hitch
Hitch a ride on your smile
Hitch a ride on your smile
Hitch a ride away from here
Hitch a ride on your smile
Hitch a ride away
I get this feelin'
#2825
Inviato 18 agosto 2014 - 12:56
dopo la serie di abominevoli CAGATE che sto leggendo in un altro thread, non posso certo esimermi dal postare uno dei testi più belli e geniali mai concepiti.
Dear God, hope you get the letter and
I pray you can make it better down here
I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer
But all the people that you made in your image
See them starving on their feet
'Cause they don't get enough to eat from God
I can't believe in you
Dear God, sorry to disturb you but
I feel that I should be heard loud and clear
We all need a big reduction in amount of tears
And all the people that you made in your image
See them fighting in the street
'Cause they can't make opinions meet about God
I can't believe in you
Did you make disease and the diamond blue?
Did you make mankind after we made you?
And the Devil too!
Dear God don't know if you noticed but
Your name is on a lot of quotes in this book
And us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look
And all the people that you made in your image
Still believing that junk is true
Well I know it ain't, and so do you
Dear God
I can't believe in
I don't believe
I won't believe in heaven or hell
No saints, no sinners, no devil as well
No pearly gates, no thorny crown
You're always letting us humans down
The wars you bring, the babes you drown
Those lost at sea and never found
And it's the same the whole world 'round
The hurt I see helps to compound
The Father, Son and Holy Ghost
Is just somebody's unholy hoax
And if you're up there you'll perceive
That my heart's here upon my sleeve
If there's one thing I don't believe in
It's you
Dear God
"SOVIET SAM" un blog billizzimo
7 ottobre 2020, il più grande esperto di tennis del forum su Sinner al Roland Garros:
Tra due anni torniamo per vincere.
#2826
Inviato 18 agosto 2014 - 13:03
Sono io che sto sbagliando
hai ragione tu
forse in questa vita si più avere di più
si può avere di più
Tanto verde
tanto oro
tanto fuoco
tanto adesso
tanto tanto
tanto di tutto
Sono io che sto sbagliando
hai, ragione tu
forse in questa vita si può avere di più
Tanto deserto
tanto rimpianto
tanto lontano
tanto sale
tanto poco
tanto di niente
Ma sono io che sto sbagliando
hai ragione tu
sconosciuto e nudo adesso ci sei tu
so che mi darai
Tanto verde
tanto oro
tanto fuoco
tanto adesso
tanto tanto
tanto di tutto
tanto di tutto
Tanto deserto
tanto rimpianto
tanto lontano
tanto sale
tanto poco
tanto di niente
tanto tanto
#2827
Inviato 18 agosto 2014 - 13:08
mary aveva un agnellino
il suo vello era bianco come la neve
e dovunque mary andasse
l’agnellino la seguiva
e li potevi sentir cantare
la la la la la la
un giorno la seguì fino a scuola
era contro le regole
fece ridere e giocare tutti i bambini
vedere un agnellino a scuola
e li potevi sentir cantare
la la la la la la
lalalalala
lalalala tutti cantano!
e cosi’ la maestra lo fece uscire fuori
ma lui restò a girare là intorno
e aspettò con pazienza fino a che
apparve mary
e li potevi sentir cantare
la la la la la la
lalalalalala
lalalalalal tutti cantano!
poiché l’agnellino amava mary così tanto
i bambini, impazienti, piangevano
ma mary ama l’agnellino, sapete,
replicò la maestra
e cosi’ potete sentirli cantare
la la la
lalala
lalalalalala tutti insieme!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Mary had a little lamb,
his fleece was white as snow.
and ev'rywhere that mary went
that lamb was sure to go.
and you could hear them singing:
la la,la la,la la la la la la.
he followed her to school one day,
it was against the rules.
made the children laugh and play to
see a lamb at school.
and you could hear them singing:
la la, (la la la la la)
la la, (la la la la la)
la la la la la la. - ev'rybody singing!
and so the teacher turned it out
but still it linger near.
waiting patiently about 'til
mary did appear.
and you could hear them singing:
la la, (la la la la la)
la la, (la la la la la)
la la la la la la. - ev'rybody singing!
because the lamb loved mary so,
the eager children cry.
but mary loves the lamb, you know,
the teacher did reply.
and you could hear them singing:
la la, (la la la la la)
la la, (la la la la la)
la la la la la la. - ev'rybody singing!
#2828
Inviato 18 agosto 2014 - 13:17
#2829
Inviato 04 novembre 2014 - 12:08
L'ultimo album dei Non Voglio Che Clara è stato preso un po' sottogamba, diversi ascolti rivelano testi piuttosto belli. Riporto "Il complotto" e vari estratti dagli altri.
Il complotto
E non ti senti in vena di conquiste
mentre corri verso casa sua
con la pioggia che ti appiccica i capelli
e la testa che sembra un tagadà.
E non ti senti adulto fino in fondo
mentre aspetti dentro casa sua
con un disco di Battisti nella borsa
e il tuo stomaco che chiede pietà
e passi in rassegna le sue lettere
nascoste su un ripiano, fra le pagine
di un libro in cui si confuta la tesi
del complotto
e cerchi con la coda dell’occhio,
fra le pieghe di un letto disfatto,
fra gli stampi sul cuscino e le lenzuola,
un lato intatto.
E non ti senti in vena di discorsi,
mentre aspetti dentro casa sua
con un libro di Bukowsky nella borsa
e una birra da finire in tutta fretta.
-----
L’amore è fin che dura,
poi resta la paura
e a ottobre tolgon tutti gli ombrelloni
e le mogli tornano dai parrucchieri,
poi si sposano fra i rovi di un cortile,
dimentiche dei propri fallimenti
e di ogni distrazione.
("Le mogli")
In qualche modo tireremo fine mese,
ho il difetto di insistere,
l’abitudine a perdere
e questa idea di fedeltà
è più quello che logora.
Quando le hai provate tutte
poi ci vuole coraggio.
("L'escamotage")
Daria è una brava ragazza
e si vede che le vogliono tutti bene
dentro al suo di condominio.
E ha scritto un cartello in fondo alle scale
"per favore chiudere il portone"
con dei cuori per puntini.
Senza neanche un foglio bianco
ma strappando un calendario,
coi giorni e i mesi scritti a fianco.
Daria, spiegami tu come si vive
dentro a una casa che non scrive.
Daria, spiegami tu come si vive
senza più niente da scoprire.
("I condomini")
I have spoken softly, gone my ways softly, all my days, as behoves one who has nothing to say, nowhere to go, and so nothing to gain by being seen or heard.
(Samuel Beckett, “Malone Dies”)
#2830
Inviato 20 novembre 2014 - 09:42
Meravigliosa presa per il culo della sinistra antagonista degli anni 70.
Quarto Oggiaro Story (1976)
(Gianfranco Manfredi)
T'ho incontrata a Quarto Oggiaro
saccheggiato (oh yeah)
avevi in tasca
una scatola di tonno dello Wyoming
si vede che la tua coscienza
politica era scarsa
lo ci ho qua il bourbon,
io ci ho qua il whisky
io ci ho qua il caviale
che a differenza del tonno non fa male,
lo questa sera
mi bevo lo champagne
circondato da quattro compagne
Mentre tu te mange 'o tonno
con quel fesso di Totonno
Mentre tu te mange 'o tonno
con quel fesso di Totonno
Ti ho incontrata alla prima visione,
dopo l'appropriazione. (oh yeah)
Tu hai visto
un Franchi ed lngrassia
mentre lì vicino facevano un film
inchiesta sulla CIA.
Ma la tua coscienza politica
è proprio scarsa
io ho visto il Bertolucci,
ho visto la Cavani
S. Francesco e i sette nani
vestiti da nazisti
ho visto Scapponsanfan'
dei fratelli Taviani,
C'eravamo tanto armati
e diciotto film di marziani
(micidiale!) in cineteca.
Io questa sera mi vedo
i filmini svedesi
con due compagne cinesi.
E tu te vede 'a televisione
co' Totonno fetentone
E tu te vede 'a televisione
co' Totonno fetentone
(Oh yeah)
(Again baby, amo' me lassà)
Ti ho incontrata alla Feltrinelli,
tu fregavi solo gialli,
neanche belli... ristampe.
Si vede che la tua coscienza
politica, eh bé, è proprio scarsa.
Guarda me: io ci ho qua il Kerouac,
ci ho qua il Garcia Marquez
ci ho qua il teatro di Fo,
chissà che cosa me ne fo?
lo questa sera mi leggo la Morante
con una bimba tutta pimpante
E tu te legge Agata Criste
co' Totonno poro criste
E tu te legge Agata Criste
co' Totonno poro criste
T'ho incontrata davanti all'armeria
in attesa, con la borsa della spesa, esagerata!
Io compravo i soldatini,
tu un fucile coi piombini.
Si vede che la tua coscienza
è in crescenza.
Io ci ho a casa
la Corazzata Potiemkin Politoys,
ci ho la spada del
nonno carabiniere,
ci ho le pistole di madreperla
e il mattarello di madre pirla,
ci ho le guns di plastica di Jasse James
e il mitra in simillegno
con il fodero in similpelle
e proiettili in silmilsalve.
E tu te mette a ffa cagnara
co' stu cazz' de lupara
e Totonnino 'o fetentone
tene 'na sberla de cannone
e un tuo amico di Potopp
tene quaranta molotopp
e uno dell'autonomia viaggia
sempre co' la zia
" cocosa c'entra la zia?"
Pesa cinquecento kili e
può sempre servire.,
calata dall'alto.
Forse la tua coscienza è troppo
in crescenza...
Brrrr...
#2831
Inviato 11 dicembre 2014 - 10:09
Uno stralcio dall'ultima canzone "Corri" di Bianco & Levante:
cerco le risposte
tra i mutismi e le tue introspezioni
Dio che SCHIFO!
Quanto odio quei testi indie in cui fanno i sostenuti, alternativi, usando frasi che mai utilizzerebbero in una normale conversazione.
ODIO ODIO ODIO!
#2832
Inviato 11 dicembre 2014 - 15:33
Uno stralcio dall'ultima canzone "Corri" di Bianco & Levante:
cerco le risposte
tra i mutismi e le tue introspezioni
vagando per i campi da tennis come in quella canzone di battiato
Alfonso Signorini: "Hai mai aperto una cozza?"
Emanuele Filiberto: "Sì, guarda, tante. Ma tante..."
(La Notte degli Chef, Canale 5)
"passere lynchane che finiscono scopate dai rammstein"
"Io ho sofferto moltissimo per questo tipo di dipendenza e credo di poterlo aiutare. Se qualcuno lo conosce e sente questo appello mi faccia fare una telefonata da lui, io posso aiutarlo"
(Rocco Siffredi, videomessaggio sul web)
"Ah, dei campi da tennis. Come diceva Battiato nella sua canzone La Cura"
#2833
Inviato 13 dicembre 2014 - 15:08
Lontano dagli occhi
(Luis Enriquez Bacalov, Sergio Bardotti, Sergio Endrigo)
Che cos'è?
C'è nell'aria qualcosa di freddo
Che inverno non è
Che cos'è?
Questa sera i bambini per strada
Non giocano più
Non so perché
L'allegria degli amici di sempre
Non mi diverte più
Uno mi ha detto che
Lontano dagli occhi
Lontano dal cuore
E tu sei lontana
Lontana da me
Per uno che torna
E ti porta una rosa
Mille si sono scordati di te
Lontano dagli occhi
Lontano dal cuore
E tu sei lontana
Lontana da me
Ora so
Che cos'è questo amaro sapore
Che resta di te
Quando tu
Sei lontana e non so dove sei
Cosa fai, dove vai
E so perché
Non so più immaginare il sorriso
Che c'è negli occhi tuoi
Quando non sei
Con me
Lontano dagli occhi
Lontano dal cuore
E tu sei lontana
Lontana da me
Per uno che torna
E ti porta una rosa
Mille si sono scordati di te
Lontano dagli occhi
Lontano dal cuore
E tu sei lontana
Lontana da me
Per uno che torna
E ti porta una rosa
Mille si sono scordati di te
Lontano dagli occhi
Lontano dal cuore
E tu sei lontana
Lontana da me
#2834
Inviato 21 giugno 2015 - 20:29
Refuge of the roads - Joni Mitchell
I met a friend of spirit
He drank and womanized
And I sat before his sanity
I was holding back from crying
He saw my complications
And he mirrored me back simplified
And we laughed how our perfection
Would always be denied
"Heart and humor and humility"
He said "Will lighten up your heavy load"
I left him for the refuge of the roads
I fell in with some drifters
Cast upon a beachtown
Winn Dixie cold cuts and highway hand me downs
And I wound up fixing dinner
For them and Boston Jim
I well up with affection
Thinking back down the roads to then
The nets were overflowing
In the Gulf of Mexico
They were overflowing in the refuge of the roads
There was spring along the ditches
There were good times in the cities
Oh, radiant happiness
It was all so light and easy
Till I started analyzing
And I brought on my old ways
A thunderhead of judgment was
Gathering in my gaze
And it made most people nervous
They just didn't want to know
What I was seeing in the refuge of the roads
I pulled off into a forest
Crickets clicking in the ferns
Like a wheel of fortune
I heard my fate turn, turn turn
And I went running down a white sand road
I was running like a white-assed deer
Running to lose the blues
To the innocence in here
These are the clouds of Michelangelo
Muscular with gods and sungold
Shine on your witness in the refuge of the roads
In a highway service station
Over the month of June
Was a photograph of the earth
Taken coming back from the moon
And you couldn't see a city
On that marbled bowling ball
Or a forest or a highway
Or me here least of all
You couldn't see these cold water restrooms
Or this baggage overload
Westbound and rolling taking refuge in the roads
#2835
Inviato 23 giugno 2015 - 16:36
Happy when it rains - Jesus and Mary Chains
Step back and watch the sweet thing
Breaking everything she sees
She can take my darkest feeling
Tear it up, till I'm on me knees
Plug into her electric cool
Where things bend and break and shake to the rule
Talking fast couldn't tell me something
I would shed my skin for you
Talking fast on the edge of nothing
I would break my back for you
Don't know why, don't know why
Things vaporise and rise to the sky
And we tried so hard
And we looked so good
And we lived our lives in black
But something about you felt like pain
You were my sunny day rain
You were the clouds in the sky
You were the darkest sky
But your lips spoke gold and honey
That's why I'm happy when it rains
I'm happy when it pours
Looking at me enjoying something
That feels like, feels like pain to my brain
And if I tell you something
You take me back to nothing
I'm on the edge of something
You take me back
And I'm happy when it rains
And I'm happy when it rains
And I'm happy now
And I'm happy when it rains
And I'm happy now
And I'm happy when it rains
And I'm happy now
Oh I'm happy now
Oh I'm happy when it rains
https://www.youtube....h?v=G5x1F9ohRa4
#2836
Inviato 23 giugno 2015 - 16:45
Happy when it rains - Jesus and Mary Chains
Step back and watch the sweet thing
Breaking everything she sees
She can take my darkest feeling
Tear it up, till I'm on me knees
Plug into her electric cool
Where things bend and break and shake to the ruleTalking fast couldn't tell me something
I would shed my skin for you
Talking fast on the edge of nothing
I would break my back for you
Don't know why, don't know why
Things vaporise and rise to the skyAnd we tried so hard
And we looked so good
And we lived our lives in black
But something about you felt like painYou were my sunny day rain
You were the clouds in the sky
You were the darkest sky
But your lips spoke gold and honey
That's why I'm happy when it rains
I'm happy when it poursLooking at me enjoying something
That feels like, feels like pain to my brainAnd if I tell you something
You take me back to nothing
I'm on the edge of something
You take me backAnd I'm happy when it rains
And I'm happy when it rains
And I'm happy now
And I'm happy when it rainsAnd I'm happy now
And I'm happy when it rains
And I'm happy now
Oh I'm happy now
Oh I'm happy when it rains
There's something warm about the rain
There's something warm
There's something warm
There's something warm in everything
I know there's something good
About you about you
I know there's something warm
There's something warm
Good about you
#2837
Inviato 24 giugno 2015 - 10:10
Limousine (MS Rebridge) - Brand New
K, it's your ride
Get your petals out and lay them in the aisle
Pretend
Your garden grow, and it's your day to wed
We found your man
He's drinking up, he's all-American
And he'll drive
He's volunteered with grace to end your life
We'll tidy up
It's sad to hold, but leave your shell to us
You explode
You firefly, you tiny boat, with oars
Feather oars
The world tilts back and pours and pours and so
You satellite
You tidal wave, you're a big surprise
And I've one more night
To be your mother
The signal interrupts
Baby's frequency not strong enough, remain
In my hands, and smile, we will miss you
But in time you'll get settled, and we will write
Hey, beauty supreme
Yeah, you were right about me
But can I get myself out from underneath
This guilt that will crush me?
And in the choir
I saw our sad messiah
He was bored and tired of my laments
Said, "I died for you one time, but never again"
Never again, never again, never again, never again
Never again, never again, never again, never again
Well, I love you so much (Never again)
But do me a favor, baby, don't reply (Never again)
No, 'cause I can dish it out (Never again)
But I can't take it (Never again)
Well, I love you so much (Never again)
But do me a favor, baby, don't reply (Never again)
'Cause I can dish it out (Never again)
But I can't take it (Never again)
One will love you so much
But do me a favor, baby, don't reply
'Cause I can dish it out
But I can't take it
Two will love you so much
But do me a favor, baby, don't reply
'Cause I can dish it out
But I can't take it
Three will love you so much
But do me a favor, baby, don't reply
'Cause I can dish it out
But I can't take it
Four will love you so much
But do me a favor, baby, don't reply
'Cause I can dish it out
But I can't take it
Five will love you so much
But do me a favor, baby, don't reply
'Cause I can dish it out
But I can't take it
Six will love you so much
But do me a favor, baby, don't reply
'Cause I can dish it out
But I can't take it
Seven loves you so much
But do me a favor, baby, don't reply
'Cause I can dish it out
But I can't take it
(I'll never have to buy adjacent plots of earth)
Seven loves you so much
(We'll never have to rot together underneath the dirt)
But do me a favor, baby, don't reply
(I'll never have to lose my baby in the crowd)
'Cause I can dish it out
(I should be laughing right now)
But I can't take it
(I'll never have to buy adjacent plots of earth)
Seven loves you so much
(We'll never have to rot together underneath the dirt)
But do me a favor, baby, don't reply
(I'll never have to lose my baby in the crowd)
'Cause I can dish it out
(I should be laughing right now)
But I can't take it
(I'll never have to buy adjacent plots of earth)
Seven loves you so much
(We'll never have to rot together underneath the dirt)
But do me a favor, baby, don't reply
(I'll never have to lose my baby in the crowd)
'Cause I can dish it out
(I should be laughing right now…)
But I can't take it
#2838
Inviato 27 giugno 2015 - 10:16
Blancmange - Waves
Waves, then goodbye
I live in a wafer thin dream
I, I can cry
I live in a wafer thin dream
I, I can cry
You know that time, time's not kind
But I remember the way we were
Slow, slow sad love
I wonder do you miss my love
I know you can't
It's just a wave passing over me
What are these waves?
They're coming over me
It must be my destiny
Waves, coming by
Goodbye, goodbye
What are these waves?
They're coming over me
It must be my destiny
#2839
Inviato 15 luglio 2015 - 16:10
The Smith - There is a Light That Never Goes Out
Take me out tonight
Where there's music and there's people
And they're young and alive
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Anymore
Take me out tonight
Because I want to see people and I
Want to see life
Driving in your car
Oh, please don't drop me home
Because it's not my home, it's their
Home, and I'm welcome no more
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine
Take me out tonight
Take me anywhere, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
And in the darkened underpass
I thought oh God, my chance has come at last
(But then a strange fear gripped me and I
Just couldn't ask)
Take me out tonight
Oh, take me anywhere, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven't got one, da
Oh, I haven't got one
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine
Oh, there is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
#2840
Inviato 16 luglio 2015 - 13:49
Brother - MORTEN HARKET
You are still my brother
Till the end of time
You and I we lost our way
Differences of mind
Till the end of time
Listen to me Brother
I can’t take your place
No one else can wear your face
That’s the work of grace
Till the end of time
And here is my problem:
Hey, I think you got me wrong
I’m sorry for the riches that I found
I didn’t mean no harm
So tell me where you’re bound
You’re welcome in my town
But if you try to force my compass ‘round
I’m gonna stand you down
You are still my brother
Till the end of time
No one else can take your place
Difference is divine
Till the end of time
And here is my problem:
Hey, I think you got me wrong
I’m sorry for the riches I took home
I know I crossed a line
But show me what you’ve found
You’re welcome in my town
But if you try to force my compass ‘round
I’m gonna stand you down
Till the end of time
#2841
Inviato 20 luglio 2015 - 16:58
Sad Lovers and Giants - Imagination
Inside my own inner space
There's not a soul in the whole place to see or ask me why
And with my senses in shreds
There I go to pick up the loose threads
Away from your hungry eyes
And in that infinite place
You'll see a smile on my blank face
Becuase you can't get there
It's not just being alone
It's more like a view that I've half known
From hills but I don't know where
Imagination
Living mental isolation
Imagination
Imagination
Far from your contamination
Drifting in my inner space
Imagination
And when I look outside
There's a world with nowhere to hide from the cold reality
I've chased innumerable friends
Filled my life with innumerable trends
But it didn't make me see
Imagination
Living mental isolation
Imagination
Imagination
Far from your contamination
Drifting in my inner space
Imagination
But in the depth of a dream
Where the grass is always so green
And the sky is always blue
I'm escaping silently
I'm rejecting violently
This world for something new
Imagination
Living mental isolation
Imagination
Imagination
Far from your contamination
Drifting in my inner space
Imagination
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#2842
Inviato 25 luglio 2015 - 11:53
Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is fine
Oh your Daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin'
So hush little baby, don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're goin' to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But till that morning
There's a nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin' by
mai canzone sulla schiavitu' fu piu' subdola e poetica
#2843
Inviato 25 luglio 2015 - 12:32
RED HOUSE PAINTERS
GRACE CATHEDRAL PARK
A rare and blistering sun shines down on grace Cathedral Park
There with you I fear the time, when air gets dark
You know I don't spend days like this
Caught up in lost times of youth that I miss
Can almost hear roller coasters, see sailboats in the sea
Hear noise and screaming
Weaving in and out of happy music box sounds
But here on the ground we're so far away from that
Time turned older now
We walked down the hill, I feel the coming on of the fading sun
And I know for sure that you'll never be the one
It's the forbidden moment that we live that fires our sad escape
And holds passion more than words can say
Tell me why are you like this? Are you the same with anyone?
Save me from my sickness and tell me why do you treat me like this?
Tell me why are you like this? Are you the same with anyone?
Save me from my sickness and tell me why are you like this?
Why are you like this?
“Looking forward is only an imagination of your brain.
It’s what you want to imaginate.
I can honestly say what I think now, ‘cause I’m in the time now, is what I can tell you.
So, giving you a story of the future is just an imagination.”
#2844
Inviato 25 luglio 2015 - 18:55
I've seen a man on the corner
Preaching of his god
I've seen another that doesn't want
The burden of his cross
But i stand dead in the centre with nothing at all
But i stand dead in the centre with nothing at all
I see a man that says i can give you everything
Just open hands
I see another say just let the time pass
But i stand dead in the centre with nothing at all
But a head full of shit and
A fear of the past while he stands and laughs
Damn god
[The god machine - I've seen the man, testo di Robin Proper-Sheppard]
#2845
Inviato 27 luglio 2015 - 11:55
FIONA APPLE
PAPER BAG
I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew, was too hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grand
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope
Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine,
He fail in kisses, I failed to cope
I said, "Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void.'
He said, "It's all in your head,"
And I said, "So's everything," but he didn't get it
I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
Hunger hurts, but I want him so bad, oh it kills
'cause I know I'm a mess that he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold because these hands are just too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
Hunger hurts, but I want him so bad, oh it kills
Because I know that I'm a mess that he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold because these hands are just too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving, it works when it costs too much to love
“Looking forward is only an imagination of your brain.
It’s what you want to imaginate.
I can honestly say what I think now, ‘cause I’m in the time now, is what I can tell you.
So, giving you a story of the future is just an imagination.”
#2846
Inviato 28 luglio 2015 - 16:41
They're coming outta the goddamn walls
Stavamo scarsi
#2847
Inviato 28 luglio 2015 - 17:24
I should have known betterThan to expect it allYou want everythingAnd you end up grabbing at airI had so much to giveSo much hope, we held each other highBut the heroes are goneAnd all that's left is you and meI learned the hard wayThat life should be easyBut I want you to know that it was hard to showThe things that I know nowAnd all that's left is you and meAnd here we are, nowhereRide - Nowhere
una delle più belle dall'album omonimo.
#2848
Inviato 28 luglio 2015 - 18:10
ripasso e loop del giorno.
interrotto solo dall'irrefrenabile bisogno di rivedere/riascoltare such a shame , causa smorfie- che io adoro -di Mark David Hollis
per colpa dell' avatar di Claudio
They're coming outta the goddamn walls
Stavamo scarsi
#2849
Inviato 29 luglio 2015 - 20:10
Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me
Your tongue is like poison
So swollen it fills up my mouth
Love me, love me, love me
You nail me to the floor
And push my guts all inside out
Get it out, get it out, get it out
Get your fucking voice
Out of my head
I never wanted this
I never wanted any of this
I wish you were dead
I wish you were dead
I never wanted any of this
I wish you were dead
Dead
Dead
Dead.
[The cure - The kiss]
#2850
Inviato 29 luglio 2015 - 20:14
Pearl Jam - Tremor Christ
Winded is the sailor...drifting by the storm...
Wounded is the organ he left all...bloodied on the shore...
Gorgeous was his savior sees her...drowning in his wake...
Daily taste the salt of her tears but...a chance blamed fate...
Little secrets tremors...turned to quake...
The smallest oceans still get...big big waves...
Ransom paid the Devil...He whispers pleasing words...
Triumphant are the angels if they can...a get there first...
Little secrets tremors...turned to quake...
The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves...
I'll decide...take the dive...
Take my time...not my life...
Wait for signs...believe in lies...
To get by...it's divine...whoa...
Oh, you know what it's like...
Turns the bow back, tows and...drops the line...
Puts his faith and love in tremor Christ...
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