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Alcuni dicono che la pioggia è brutta, ma non sanno che permette di girare a testa alta con il viso coperto dalle lacrime.
(Jim Morrison)
HO VISTO
Non vi può essere amicizia tra l’uomo e la donna. Vi può essere la passione, l’ostilità, l’adorazione, l’amore, ma l’amicizia no.
(Oscar Wilde)
STO ASCOLTANDO
Mama, take this badge up from me
I can’t use it any more
It’s getting dark, too dark to see
Feels like I’m knocking on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door
Mama, wipe the blood from my face
I’m sick and tired of the war
Got that old black feeling and it’s out to trace
Feels like I’m knocking on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can’t shoot them any more
Heaven’s old black train is a-pullin’ on down
Feels like I’m knocking on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Mama, take this badge up from me
(Bob Dylan)
Live...
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ORA VORREI TANTO...
Beato chi non avrà sogni da realizzare, perché non sarà mai deluso.
(Jim Morrison)
IN QS PERIODO STO STUDIANDO...
E’ un vero peccato che impariamo le lezioni della vita solo quando non ci servono più.
(Oscar Wilde)
OGGI IL MIO UMORE E'...
Non essere così triste e pensieroso, ricorda che la vita è come uno specchio: ti sorride se la guardi sorridendo.
(Jim Morrison)
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ORA VORREI TANTO...
ORA VORREI TANTO...
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martedì 2 marzo 2004
ore 18:01 (categoria:
"Musica e Canzoni")
Volunteers
Look what's happening out in the streets
Got a revolution Got to revolution
Hey I'm dancing down the streets
Got a revolution Got to revolution
Ain't it amazing all the people I meet
Got a revolution Got to revolution
One generation got old
One generation got soul
This generation got no destination to hold
Pick up the cry
Hey now it's time for you and me
Got a revolution Got to revolution
Come on now we're marching to the sea
Got a revolution Got to revolution
Who will take it from you
We will and who are we
We are volunteers of America
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domenica 29 febbraio 2004
ore 19:19 (categoria:
"Musica e Canzoni")
E-Bow the letter
Look up, what do you see?
All of you and all of me
Fluorescent and starry
Some of them, they surprise
The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m.
This letter
Fields of poppies, little pearls
All the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed
Each and every one a little scary
I said your name
I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars
Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras
Dreaming of maria callas
Whoever she is
This fame thing, I don’t get it
I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it
Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves
I can take you far
This star thing, I don’t get it
I’ll take you over, there
Aluminum, tastes like fear
Adrenaline, it pulls us near
I’ll take you over
It tastes like fear, there
I’ll take you over
Will you live to 83?
Will you ever welcome me?
Will you show me something that nobody else has seen?
Smoke it, drink
Here comes the flood
Anything to thin the blood
These corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet
Phone, eat it, drink
Just another chink
Cuts and dents, they catch the light
Aluminum, the weakest link
I don’t want to disappoint you
I’m not here to anoint you
I would lick your feet
But is that sickest move?
I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow
And who’d have thought tomorrow could be so strange?
My loss, and here we go again
I’ll take you over, there
Aluminum, tastes like fear
Adrenaline, it pulls us near
I’ll take you over
It tastes like fear, there
I’ll take you over
Look up, what do you see?
All of you and all of me
Fluorescent and starry
Some of them, they surprise
I can’t look it in the eyes
Seconal, spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene
Cherry-flavored neck and collar
I can smell the sorrow on your breath
The sweat, the victory and sorrow
The smell of fear, I got it
I’ll take you over, there
Aluminum, tastes like fear
Adrenaline, it pulls us near
I’ll take you over
It tastes like fear, there
I’ll take you over
Pulls us near
Tastes like fear..
Nearer, nearer
Over, over, over, over
Yeah, look over
I’ll take you there, oh, yeah
I’ll take you there
Oh, over
I’ll take you there
Over, let me
I’ll take you there..
There, there, baby, yeah
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sabato 28 febbraio 2004
ore 17:06 (categoria:
"Musica e Canzoni")
Heroes
I, I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins, like dolphins can swim
Though nothing,
nothing will keep us together
We can beat them, for ever and ever
Oh we can be Heroes,
just for one day
I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can be Heroes, just for one day
We can be us, just for one day
I, I can remember (I remember)
Standing, by the wall (by the wall)
And the guns shot above our heads
(over our heads)
And we kissed,
as though nothing could fall
(nothing could fall)
And the shame was on the other side
Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever
Then we could be Heroes,
just for one day
We can be Heroes
Just for one day
We're nothing, and nothing will help us
Maybe we're lying,
then you better not stay
But we could be safer,
just for one day
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venerdì 27 febbraio 2004
ore 14:57 (categoria:
"Musica e Canzoni")
Breathe
With every waking breath I breathe
I see what life has dealt to me
With every sadness I deny
I feel a chance inside me die
Give me a taste of something new
To touch to hold to pull me through
Send me a guiding light that shines
Across this darkened life of mine
Breathe some soul in me
Breathe your gift of love to me
Breathe life to lay 'fore me
Breathe to make me breathe
For every man who built a home
A paper promise for his own
He fights against an open flow
Of lies and failures, we all know
To those who have and who have not
How can you live with what you've got?
Give me a touch of something sure
I could be happy evermore
Breathe some soul in me
Breathe your gift of love to me
Breathe life to lay 'fore me
To see to make me breathe
Breathe your honesty
Breathe your innocence to me
Breathe your word and set me free
Breathe to make me breathe
This life prepares the strangest things
The dreams we dream of what life brings
The highest highs can turn around
To sow love's seeds on stony ground
Breathe
Breathe some soul in me
Breathe your gift of love to me
Breathe life to lay 'fore me
To see to make me breathe
Breathe your honesty
Breathe your innocence to me
Breathe your word and set me free
Breathe to make me breathe
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giovedì 26 febbraio 2004
ore 12:16 (categoria:
"Musica e Canzoni")
For What It's Worth
There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away
We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
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martedì 24 febbraio 2004
ore 14:54 (categoria:
"Musica e Canzoni")
'74-'75
Got no reason for coming to me and the rain running down
there's no reason
and the same voice coming to me like it's all slowing down
and believe me
I was the one who let you know,
I was just sorry ever after
'74-'75
It's not easy, nothing to say 'cause it's already said
It's never easy
When I look on your eyes then I find that I'll do fine
When I look on your eyes then I do better
I was the one who let you know,
I was just sorry ever after
'74-'75
Givin me more and I'll defy,
cause you're really only after
'74-'75
Got no reason for coming to me and the rain running down
there's no reason
When I look on your eyes then I find that I'll do fine
When I look on your eyes then I do better
I was the one who let you know,
I was just sorry ever after
seventy-four , seventy-five
Givin me more and I'll defy,
cause you're really only after
'74-'75
I was the one who let you know,
I was just sorry ever after
seventy-four , seventy-five
Givin me more and I'll defy,
cause you're really only after
'74-'75
Got no reason for coming to me and the rain running down.
There's no reason.
And the same voice coming to me like it's all slowin' down.
And believe me
I was the one who let you know
I was your sorry-ever-after. `74-`75
Giving me more and I'll defy
'Cause you're really only after `74-`75.
It's not easy, nothing to say 'cause it's already said.
It's never easy.
When I look on your eyes then I find that I'll do fine.
When I look on your eyes then I'll do better.
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lunedì 23 febbraio 2004
ore 10:54 (categoria:
"Musica e Canzoni")
Blowin' the wind
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
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domenica 22 febbraio 2004
ore 03:00 (categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
GRAZIE
Heineken + Tomasson + Kakà + Seedorf + Costume da Zorro + Becks + Sangria + Havana-Cola + I Whant It All + Becks + Ceres + Becks + Ceres + Asti + Moscato + Ceres + Salame + Salatini + Ceres + Ceres =
UN COMPLEANNO DA RICORDARE
Grazie a tutti
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ore 16:42 (categoria:
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ore 11:54 (categoria:
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