1) Aver sentito e continuare a sentire """25 Aprile Festa della Liberazione""" da dei Traditori della Patria.
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1) Lo sguardo di desiderio di una donna 2) "A volte mi basta essere con qualcuno. non ho bisogno di toccarlo; nemmeno di parlargli. C'è qualcosa che passa attraverso noi due... è allora che non sei più solo" - Marilyn Monroe - 3) Cantare per la propria Donna,suonare puro ed esaltante ROCK davanti a una platea immensa e accesa!!! 4) Camminare per los Angles,guardarsi intorno,ad un certo punto sbattere addosso ad una persona che cade atterra..vedere questa chioma assurda di capelli..accorgersi che è Slash.. 5) svegliarsi accanto alla persona che si ama
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Friday, October 26, 2007 - ore 19:21
Low man’s lyric
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
My eyes seek reality My fingers seek my veins There’s a dog at your back step He must come in from the rain I fall ’cause I let go The net below has right away So my eyes seek reality And my fingers seek my veins
The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can’t bare to see What I’ve let me be So wicked and worn
So as I write to you Of what is done and to do Maybe you’ll understand And won’t cry for this man ’cause low man is due Please forgive me
My eyes seek reality My fingers feel for flame Touch clean with a dirty hand I touched the clean to the waste
The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can’t bare to see What I’ve let me be So wicked and worn
So as I write to you, yeah Of what is done and to do, yeah Maybe you’ll understand And won’t cry for this man ’cause low man is due Please forgive me Please forgive me Please forgive me
So low the sky is all I see All I want from you is forgive me So you bring this poor dog in from the rain Though he just wants right back out again
So I cry to the alley way Confess all to the rain But I lie, lie straight to the mirror One I’ve broken to match my face trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can’t bare to see What I’ve let me be So wicked and worn
So as I write to you, yeah Of what is done and to do, yeah Maybe you’ll understand And won’t cry for this man ’cause low man is due Please forgive me Please forgive me
So low the sky is all I see All I want from you is forgive me So, you bring this poor dog in from the rain Though he just wants right back out again