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martedì 27 dicembre 2005 - ore 13:52
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Holding back the years,
Thinking of the fear I’ve had for so long.
When somebody hears,
Listen to the fear that’s gone.
Strangled by the wishes of pater,
Hoping for the arm of mater,
Get to me sooner or later,
Nothing ever could, yeah.
I’ll keep holding on,
I’ll keep holding on,
I’ll keep holding on,
I’ll keep holding on.
Chance for me to escape from all I know.
Holding back the tears.
There’s nothing here has grown.
I’ve wasted all my tears,
Wasted all those years.
Nothing had the chance to be good,
Nothing ever could, yeah.
I’ll keep holding on,
I’ll keep holding on,
I’ll keep holding on,
I’ll keep holding on
So tight.
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mercoledì 21 dicembre 2005 - ore 13:47
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" In direzione ostinata e contraria..."..senza parole
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venerdì 16 dicembre 2005 - ore 11:12
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No matter where I roam
I will come back to my english rose
For no bonds can ever tempt me from she
I’ve sailed the seven seas,
Flown the whole blue sky.
But I’ve returned with haste to where my
Love does lie.
No matter where I go I will come back to my english rose
For nothing can ever tempt me from she.
I’ve searched the secret mists -
I’ve climbed the highest peaks
Caught the wild wind home to hear her soft voice speak
To hear her soft voice speak
No matter where I roam
I will return to my english rose
For no bonds can ever keep me from she.
I’ve been to ancient worlds
I’ve scoured the whole universe
And caught the first train home
To be at her side.
No matter where I roam
I will return to my english rose
For no bonds can ever keep me from she
paul weller
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venerdì 25 novembre 2005 - ore 09:55
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mercoledì 23 novembre 2005 - ore 13:23
Finalmente!!!!!
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
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Feltrinelli Padova
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martedì 1 marzo 2005 - ore 16:23
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Ormai è quasi un'anno..forse tra un pò ricomincio..ciao
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venerdì 9 aprile 2004 - ore 09:28
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Twilight fades
Through blistered avalon
The sky's cruel torch
On arching autobahn
Into the uncertain divine
We scream into the last divine
You make me real
You make me real
Strong as i feel
You make me real
Sheila rides on crashing nightingale
Intake eyes leave passing vapor trails
With blushing brilliance alive
Because it's time to arrive
You make me real
You make me real
Strong as i feel
You make me real
Lately I just can't seem to believe
Discard my friends to change the scenery
It meant the wrold to hold a bruising faith
But now it's just a matter of grace
A summer storm graces all of me
Highway warm sing silent poetry
I could bring you the light
And take you home into the night
You make me real
Lately I just can't seem to believe
You make me real
Discard my friends to change the scenery
Strong as i feel
It meant the wrold to hold a bruising faith
You make me real
But now it's just a matter of grace
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venerdì 2 aprile 2004 - ore 12:16
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You better think (think)
Think about what you?re tryin? to do to me
Think (think - think) let your mind go let yourself be free
Let?s go back - let?s go back
Let?s go way on to way back when
I didn?t even know you
You couldn?t a been too much more than ten (just a child)
I ain?t no psychiatrist
I ain?t no doctor with degrees
But it don?t take too much I. Q.
To see what you?re doin? to me
You better think (think)
Think about what you?re tryin? to do to me
Yeah think (think - think)
Let your mind go let yourself be free
Oh freedom (freedom)
Let?s have some freedom (freedom)
Oh freedom
Yeah freedom (yeah)
You got to have freedom (freedom)
Oh freedom (freedom)
You need you some freedom
Oh freedom
Ya got ta have
Hey! think about it
You! think about it
There ain?t nothin? you could ask
I could answer you but I won?t (I won?t)
But I was gonna change ya I?m not if
You keep doin? things I don?t (don?t)
You better think (think)
Think about what you?re tryin? to do to me
(What you?re tryin? ta do to me
Oh - oh - oh think (think)
Let your mind go let yourself be free
People walkin? around everyday
Playin? games and takin? scores
Tryin? to make other people lose their minds
Well be careful you don?t lose yours
Oh think (think)
Think about what you?re tryin? to do to me
Woo - hoo think (think)
Let your mind go let yourself be free
You need me (need me)
And I need you (don?t cha know)
Without each other
There ain?t nothin? we two can do
Oooh yeah think about it baby
(What cha tryin? to do me think)
Let it go baby
Think about it right now
Yeah right now (think about... forgiveness)
Whoa right now (tell about... forgiveness)
Yeah right now (tell about... forgiveness)
I need to change your mind (think about it)
Baby baby baby woo (tell about it... forgiveness)
Think about it baby (tell about forgiveness)
FADES -
Yeah woo - hoo (tell about forgiveness)
Tell about it baby baby baby (think about it... )
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mercoledì 31 marzo 2004 - ore 11:52
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Day after day alone on the hill,
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still,
But nobody wants to know him,
They can see that he’s just a fool,
And he never gives an answer,
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.
Well on his way his head in a cloud,
The man of a thousand voices talking percetly loud
But nobody ever hears him,
Or the sound he appears to make,
And he never seems to notice,
But the fool on the hill . . .
Nobody seems to like him
They can tell what he wants to do.
And he never shows his feelings,
But the fool on the hill . . .
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martedì 30 marzo 2004 - ore 13:59
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