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...E gli domandò: "Come ti chiami?" Mc 5,9
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venerdì 21 marzo 2008 - ore 20:06
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(categoria: " Musica e Canzoni ")
Love is a verb Love is a doing word Feathers on my breath Gentle impulsion Shakes me makes me lighter Feathers on my breath
Teardrop on the fire Feathers on my breath
In the night of matter Black flowers blossom Feathers on my breath Black flowers blossom Feathers on my breath
Teardrop on the fire Feathers on my breath
Water is my eye Most faithful my love Feathers on my breath Teardrop on the fire of a confession Feathers on my breath Most faithful my love Feathers on my breath
Restless soul, enjoy your youth Like Muhammad hits the truth Can’t escape from the common rule If you hate something, don’t you do it too...too...
Small my table, a-sets just two Got so crowded, I can’t make room Oh, where did they come from? Stormed my room! And you dare say it belongs to you...to you...
This is not for you This is not for you This is not for you Oh, not for you...ah, you...
...scream...my friends...don’t call me... ...friends, no they don’t scream... ...my friends don’t call...my friends don’t...
All that’s sacred comes from youth Dedication, naive and true With no power, nothing to do I still remember, why don’t you...don’t you...
This is not for you This is not for you This is not for you Oh, never was for you...fuck you... This is not for you... Oh, this is not for you...yeah, you... This is not for you... Oh, not for you... Oh, you...
Siamo consumatori. Siamo sottoprodotti di uno stile di vita che ci ossessiona. Omicidi, crimini, povertà. Queste cose non mi spaventano.
Quello che mi spaventa
sono le celebrita’ sulle riviste. La televisione con 500 canali. Il nome di un tizio sulle mie mutande. I farmaci per capelli. Il viagra. O le calorie.
ringrazio tutti coloro che hanno inutilmente votato.
ringrazio in particolare tutti coloro (fra cui me medesimo) che hanno scelto l’opzione "sciopa", sicuramente la più elegante, la più brillante e...la più esplosiva, che ha ricevuto la bellezza di 19 voti (38%del totale)
concludo questo inutile post su un inutile sondaggo consolandomi con un classicone, forse un pò...inutile appunto, o forse solamente un po’ kitch (o come cacchio si scrive).
Però, come direbbe bender: "ciò, a gà un bel tiro"
mah
She’s got a smile that it seems to me Reminds me of childhood memories Where everything Was as fresh as the bright blue sky Now and then when I see her face She takes me away to that special place And if I’d stare too long I’d probably break down and cry
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She’s got eyes of the bluest skies As if they thought of rain I hate to look into those eyes And see an ounce of pain Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place Where as a child I’d hide And pray for the thunder And the rain To quietly pass me by
1) L’album Killers provoca viscerali, convulsi spasmi ritmici. Continuo a tamburellare sulla scrivania come un mente-captus. Il collega mi guarda con l’occhio iniettato. La pianta accanto a me soffre di alopecia. Formiche. Tutto ciò mi porta a ritenere il suddetto album FE NO ME NA LE
2) Do you wanna...come in my tent? ... e dissi di no.
3) Da piccolo, all’asilo, mettevo l’insalata condita nelle tasche del grembiule pur di non mangiarla.
Poi mi hanno sgamato.
4) E, continuerò ancora ed ancora a sbagliare le virgole. From here to eternity. E, sarà bellissimo così.
5) Anche "i grandi" a volte dimostrano di essere comuni mortali. Sparano beffardi pesanti sentenze mettendo ignari a nudo i propri grossi, grassi limiti. Ed un po’ ci godo.
7) Someone help me Oh please, God help me!!! They are trying to take it all away... ...I don’t want to die... (ASS_OLO)
ah, is there room for both of us? both of us apart? are we bound out of obligation? is that all we’ve got? i get the words, and then i get to thinkin’ i don’t wanna think, i wanna feel and how do i feel? and how do i... if you’re the only one, will i never be enough? hail, hail the lucky ones, i refer to those in love swore i’d love you till the day i die, and beyond.. are we going to the same place? if so, can i come? it’s egg rolling thick and heavy all the past you carry oh, i could be new... you underestimate me if you’re the only one, will i never be enough? hail, hail the lucky ones, i refer to those in love i sometimes realize i could only be as good as you’ll let me are you woman enough to be my man? bandaged hand in hand i find it on the run in a race that can’t be won all hail the lucky ones, i refer to those in love if you’re my only one, so could you only one? i want to be your one, enough... you won, your one, your hun
