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2月27日 Ho perso le paroleHo perso le parole
(Ligabue) 2月26日 Don't Look Back in AngerSlip inside the eye of your mind
Don't you know you might find A better place to play You said that you've never been But all the things that you've seen They slowly fade away So I'll start a revolution from my bed 'Cuz you said the brains I had went to my head Step outside, summertime's in bloom Stand up beside the fireplace Take that look from off your face You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out And so, Sally can wait She knows it's too late as we're walking on by Her soul slides away But don't look back in anger I heard you say Take me to the place where you go Where nobody knows Where nobody knows if it's night or day Please don't put your life in the hands Of a rock and roll band Who'll throw it all away I'm gonna start a revolution from my bed 'Cuz you said the brains I had went to my head Step outside, 'cuz summertime's in bloom Stand up beside the fireplace Take that look from off your face 'Cuz you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out And so, Sally can wait She knows it's too late as she's walking on by My soul slides away But don't look back in anger I heard you say So, Sally can wait She knows it's too late as we're walking on by Her soul slides away But don't look back in anger I heard you say So, Sally can wait She knows it's too late as she's walking on by My soul slides away But don't look back in anger Don't look back in anger I heard you say At least not today.
(Oasis) 2月24日 Three Imaginary Boys
in the footsteps of my shadow see the lights out no-one's home in amongst the statues stare at nothing in the garden moves... can you help me? close my eyes and hold so tightly scared of what the morning brings waiting for tomorrow never comes deep inside the empty feeling all the night time leaves me three imaginary boys slipping through the door hear my heartbeats in the hallway echoes round and round inside my head drifting up the stairs i see the steps behind me disappearing... can you help me? close my eyes and hold so tightly scared of what the morning brings waiting for tomorrow never comes deep inside the empty feeling all the night time leaves me three imaginary boys sing in my sleep sweet child the moon will change your mind... see the cracked reflection standing still before the bedroom mirror over my shoulder but no-one's there whispers in the silence pressing close behind me pressing close behind can you help me? can you help me?
(The cure) 2月21日 Bye Bye BombaySteso su un balcone guardo il porto Sembra un cuore nero e morto Che mi sputa una poesia Nella quale il giorno in cui mi lancerò E non mi prenderanno Neanche tu mi prenderai Io non tremo E' solo un pò di me che se ne va Giù nella città, dove ogni strada sa Condurre sino a te e io no Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye Bombay Sai Mimì che la paura è una cicatrice Che sigilla anche l'anima più dura Non si può giocare con il cuore della gente Se non sei un professionista, ma ho la cura Io non tremo E' solo un pò di me che se ne va E' sporca la città, tutto cercherà Di condurre sino a te e io no Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye Bombay
(Afterhours) 2月19日 DumbI’m not like them
But I can pretend The sun is gone But I have a light The day is done But I’m having fun I think I’m dumb Or maybe just happy Think I’m just happy My heart is broke But I have some glue Help me inhale And mend it with you We’ll float around And hang out on clouds Then we’ll come down And I have a hangover Have a hangover Skin the sun Fall asleep Wish away The soul is cheap Lesson learned Wish me luck Soothe the burn Wake me up I think I’m dumb (Nirvana)
...strappo alla regola, non so scegliere sono troppo belle ,quindi posto piu' foto del solito...
2月15日 Animale di zona
(Litfiba) 2月12日 IronicAn old man turned ninety-eight He won the lottery and died the next day It's a black fly in your Chardonnay It's a death row pardon two minutes too late Isn't it ironic, don't you think It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take And who would've thought, it figures Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye He waited his whole damned life to take that flight And as the plane crashed down he thought "Well isn't this nice" And isn't it ironic...don't you think It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take And who would've thought, it figures Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you When you think everything's okay and everything's going right And life has a funny way of helping you out when You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up in your face A traffic jam when you're already late A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife It's meeting the man of my dreams And then meeting his beautiful wife And isn't it ironic, don't you think A little too ironic, and yeah I really do think It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take And who would've thought, it figures Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out Helping you out
(Alanis Morissette) 2月10日 Street Spirit
2月8日 MegalomaniacI hear you on the radio You permeate my screen, its' unkind but If I met you in a scissor fight I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone On principle alone Hey megalomaniac You're no Jesus Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis Wash your hands clean of yourself baby And just step down, step down, step down If I were your appendages I'd hold open your eyes So you would see That all of us are heaven sent There was never meant to be only one To be only one Hey megalomaniac You're no Jesus Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis Wash your hands clean of yourself baby And just step down, step down, step down Step down Step down Oh step down Yeah You're no Jesus You're no Elvis You're no Jesus You're no Jesus You're no Elvis You're no answer Step down, step down, step down Step down Hey megalomaniac You're no Jesus Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis Wash your hands clean of yourself baby And just step down, step down, step down (Incubus) 2月6日 The PassengerI am the passenger and I ride and I ride I ride through the city's backsides I see the stars come out of the sky Yeah, the bright and hollow sky You know it looks so good tonight I am the passenger I stay under glass I look through my window so bright I see the stars come out tonight I see the bright and hollow sky Over the city's ripped backsides And everything looks good tonight Singing la la la la la.. lala la la, la la la la.. lala la la Get into the car We'll be the passenger We'll ride through the city tonight We'll see the city's ripped backsides We'll see the bright and hollow sky We'll see the stars that shine so bright Stars made for us tonight Oh, the passenger How, how he rides Oh, the passenger He rides and he rides He looks through his window What does he see? He sees the sign and hollow sky He sees the stars come out tonight He sees the city's ripped backsides He sees the winding ocean drive And everything was made for you and me All of it was made for you and me 'Cause it just belongs to you and me So let's take a ride and see what's mine Singing la la la la.. lala la la Oh the passenger He rides and he rides He sees things from under glass He looks through his window side He sees the things that he knows are his He sees the bright and hollow sky He sees the city sleep at night He sees the stars are out tonight And all of it is yours and mine And all of it is yours and mine So let's ride and ride and ride and ride Oh, oh, Singing la la la la lalalala
(Iggy Pop) 2月3日 Quello che non c'e'Ho questa foto di pura gioia E' di un bambino con la sua pistola Che spara dritto davanti a se A quello che non c'è Ho perso il gusto, non ha sapore Quest'alito di angelo che mi lecca il cuore Ma credo di camminare dritto sull'acqua e Su quello che non c'è Arriva l'alba o forse no A volte ciò che sembra alba Non è Ma so che so camminare dritto sull'acqua e Su quello che non c'è Rivuoi la scelta, rivuoi il controllo Rivoglio le mie ali nere, il mio mantello La chiave della felicità è la disobbedienza in se A quello che non c'è Perciò io maledico il modo in cui sono fatto Il mio modo di morire sano e salvo dove m'attacco Il mio modo vigliacco di restare sperando che ci sia Quello che non c'è Curo le foglie, saranno forti Se riesco ad ignorare che gli alberi son morti Ma questo è camminare alto sull'acqua e Su quello che non c'è Ed ecco arriva l'alba so che è qui per me Meraviglioso come a volte ciò che sembra non è Fottendosi da se, fottendomi da me Per quello che non c'è (Afterhours) Fingendo la poesiaUna carezza si corica
sulle creste agitate dell'oceano: stelline d'oro si accendono e pare il chiasso di una galassia magica. Franta e rifratta si aduna in una corsia la luce che il sole disegna andando via. Stanno due palme dove termina quella striscia di perline che galleggiano: fronde fuori fuoco gialleggiano come fuse nell'oro che le illumina. Anche un gabbiano che passa per quella via per un istante si indora con la sua scia. Ti prego, taci. Volgi gli occhi fin là e resta con me a guardare. Preferisco così e non mi chiedere a cosa penso: è inutile. Preferisco così, ti prego, non insistere. Una carezza si corica sul mio viso che interpone il suo velo, sperdo lo sguardo in fondo al cielo e ti resta una faccia fotogenica. Se solo fosse stato ieri, sai nel metallo prezioso eri un'effige ma oggi - la mia maschera non dice - lì ti fondi e per me non tornerai. Guardo nel sole che fugge e mi porta via, guardo nel sole fingendo la poesia. (Marlene kuntz) Il perche' di questo spazio......invece le canzoni non ti tradiscono... anche chi le fa può tradirti,
ma le canzoni, le tue canzoni, quelle che per te hanno voluto dire qualcosa,
le trovi sempre lì, quando tu vuoi trovarle, intatte;
non importa se cambierà chi le ha cantate...
Se volete sapere la mia, delle canzoni, delle vostre canzoni,vi potete fidare...
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