[O.T.] Testi delle vostre canzoni preferite!

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Husker_Du · #1921 Messaggio da **Husker_Du** » 03/05/2007, 19:47

Una delle canzoni piu' belle dei Black Sabbath......

Solitude

My name it means nothing
my fortune is less
My future is shrouded in dark wilderness
Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on
Everything I posessed - Now they are gone

Oh where can I go to and what can I do?
Nothing can please me only thoughts are of you
You just laughed when I begged you to stay
I've not stopped crying since you went away

The world is a lonely place - you're on your own
Guess I will go home - sit down and moan.
Crying and thinking is all that I do
Memories I have remind me of you

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Whsen2tsrvo

Kraftwerk · #1922 Messaggio da **Kraftwerk** » 03/05/2007, 22:41

Non è la mia canzone preferita, ma c'è stato un periodo in cui mi ha preso molto.

[b:cad6d81d22]Offlaga Disco Pax - "Robespierre"[/b:cad6d81d22]

"Ho fatto l'esame di seconda elementare nel 1975.
Il socialismo era come l'universo:in espansione.
La maestra mi chiese di Massimiliano Robespierre.
Le risposi che i Giacobini avevano ragione e che,
Terrore o no la Rivoluzione Francese era stata una cosa giusta.
La maestra non ritenne di fare altre domande.
Ma abbiamo anche molti ricordi Di quel piccolo mondo antico fogazzaro:
- l'astronave da trecento punti di Space Invaders
- Enrico Berlinguer alla tv
- le vittorie olimpiche di Alberto Juantorena
In nome della Rivoluzione Cubana
- i Sandinisti al potere in Nicaragua
- il catechista che votava Pannella
- gli amici del campetto passati dalle Marlboro
Direttamente all'eroina alla faccia delle droghe leggere
- i fumetti di Zora la vampira porno e la Prinz senza ritorno
- il referendum sul divorzio e non capivamo perché
Se vinceva il No il divorzio c'era e se vinceva il Si non c'era
- Anna Oxa a Sanremo conciata come una punk londinese
- i Van Halen
- la prima sega
- la vicina di casa, un travestito ai più noto come Lola che Mia madre chiamava Antonio con nostro sommo sbigottimento
- Jarmila Kratochivilova
- il Toblerone, qualcuno sa perché
- una scritta degli ultras della Reggiana dopo il raid aereo americano su Tripoli negli anni ottanta.
Diceva: "grazie Reagan, bombardaci Parma"
- e poi la nostra meravigliosa toponomastica:
Via Carlo Marx
Via Ho Chi Minh
Via Che Guevara
Via Dolores Ibarruri
Via Stalingrado
Via Maresciallo Tito
Piazza Lenin a Cavriago
E la grande banca non più locale con sede in
Via Rivoluzione d'Ottobre
- e infine il mio quartiere, dove il Partito Comunista prendeva il 74% e la Democrazia Cristiana il 6%"

Il video si può vedere o scaricare qui:

http://www.postodellefragole.com/odp/ma ... ierre.html

Husker_Du · #1923 Messaggio da **Husker_Du** » 05/05/2007, 1:43

The Pixies

Bone Machine

You're into Japanese fast food
And I drop you off with your Japanese lover
And you go to the beach all day
You're so pretty when you're unfaithful to me
You're so pretty when you're unfaithful to me

You're looking like
You've got some sun
Your blistered lips
Have got a kiss
The days are lit like everyone
Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh

Your bones got a little machine
You're the bone machine

I was talking to preachy-preach about kissy-kiss
Buy me a soda
Buy me a soda and try to molest me in the parking lot
Eh, eh

I make you break
You make me hard
Your Irish skin
Looks Mexican
Our love is rice and beans and horse's lard
Your bones got a little machine
You're the bone machine

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dw_IoCie3iQ

Husker_Du · #1924 Messaggio da **Husker_Du** » 05/05/2007, 1:45

My Bloody Valentine

Soon

Wake up
Don't fear
I want to
Love you
Yeah don't go there
I let you get to me
Yeah yeah

Come back
Don't be
Afraid of me
Soon
That (I'll harm you)
Your eyes are blue
Blue jewels
Yeah yeah
Come back
Have faith
Someone like you
Can find the reason
Of what I did to you
Yeah yeah

Wake up
Don't fear
I want to
Love you
Yeah don't go there
I let you get to me
Yeah yeah

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ASF30_WX ... ed&search=

donegal · #1925 Messaggio da **donegal** » 05/05/2007, 1:46

10, 1000, 1000 Husker Du (il forumista, in questo caso)

Husker_Du · #1926 Messaggio da **Husker_Du** » 05/05/2007, 1:54

Da uno dei dieci dischi che porterei con me ovunque....

Jesus and Mary Chain

Just Like Honey

Listen to the girl
As she takes on half the world
Moving up and so alive
In her honey dripping beehive
Beehive
Its good, so good, its so good
So good

Walking back to you
Is the hardest thing that
I can do
That I can do for you
For you

Ill be your plastic toy
Ill be your plastic toy
For you

Eating up the scum
Is the hardest thing for
Me to do

Just like honey

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zvBlKcyfeoU

Husker_Du · #1927 Messaggio da **Husker_Du** » 05/05/2007, 1:56

donegal ha scritto:10, 1000, 1000 Husker Du (il forumista, in questo caso)

Grazie....troppo buono....

Ora lascio che vado a vedermi il resoconto delle semifinali del campionato del mondo di snooker su BBC.....

donegal · #1928 Messaggio da **donegal** » 05/05/2007, 2:17

Husker_Du ha scritto:

Ora lascio che vado a vedermi il resoconto delle semifinali del campionato del mondo di snooker su BBC.....

Quel paese ti sta facendo male !
Quando ti leggeró commentare con emozione una partita di cricket o dissertare sulla London Pub League di freccette, capiró che ormai sei irrecuperabile

Kronos · #1929 Messaggio da **Kronos** » 05/05/2007, 15:35

Doc - Pitura Freska

Se ti xe un bravo fureghin i te manda a Doc
la nostra la xe na musica proprio da sboc
nel nostro dialeto no se pol cantar
i pol anca 'ndar, a farseo butar
nel nostro dialeto no se pol cantar
i pol anca andar a farse sfondrar.

Critici, politici e scassacassi vari
bechi, bastardi, bochinari.

"Se te si un bravo galupin li te mande a Doc
la nostra la xe na musica proprio da sboc
nel nostro dialeto no se poe cantare
in figa sa mare, cani sa morti."

Critici, politici e scassacassi vari
bechi, bastardi, bochinari.

Queo che dixemo no se capisse
parche nol xe italian
scolta, xe semplice dialeto venesian
nel nostro diaeto no se pol cantar
ti pol anca andar a farte sfondrar.

Critici, politici e scassacassi vari
bechi, bastardi, bochinari.

Critici, politici e scassacassi vari
vissi, sesso, interessi vari.

uo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo!

Kronos · #1930 Messaggio da **Kronos** » 05/05/2007, 15:52

Lost in the flood - bruce springsteen

The ragamuffin gunner is returnin' home like a hungry runaway
He walks through town all alone
He must be from the fort he hears the high school girls say
His countryside's burnin' with wolfman fairies dressed in drag for homicide
The hit and run, plead sanctuary, `neath a holy stone they hide
They're breakin' beams and crosses with a spastic's reelin' perfection
Nuns run bald through Vatican halls pregnant, pleadin' immaculate conception
And everybody's wrecked on Main Street from drinking unholy blood
Sticker smiles sweet as gunner breathes deep, his ankles caked in mud
And I said "Hey gunner man that's quicksand, that's quicksand that ain't mud
Have you thrown your senses to the war or did you lose them in the flood?"
That pure American brother, dull-eyed and empty-faced
Races Sundays in Jersey in a Chevy stock super eight
He rides `er low on the hip, on the side he's got Bound For Glory in red,
white and blue flash paint
He leans on the hood telling racing stories, the kids call him Jimmy The
Saint
Well the blaze and noise boy, he's gunnin' that bitch loaded to blastin'
point
He rides head first into a hurricane and disappears into a point
And there's nothin' left but some blood where the body fell
That is, nothin' left that you could sell
Just junk all across the horizon, a real highwayman's farewell
And he said "Hey kid, you think that's oil? Man, that ain't oil that's blood"
I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm
Or was he just lost in the flood?

Eighth Avenue sailors in satin shirts whisper in the air
Some storefront incarnation of Maria, she's puttin' on me the stare
And Bronx's best apostle stands with his hand on his own hard ware
Everything stops, you hear five, quick shots, the cops come up for air
And now the whiz-bang gang from uptown, they're shootin' up the street
And that cat from the Bronx starts lettin' loose but he gets blown right off
his feet
And some kid comes blastin' round the corner but a cop puts him right away
He lays on the street holding his leg screaming something in Spanish
Still breathing when I walked away
And somebody said "Hey man did you see that? His body hit the street with such a beautiful thud"
I wonder what the dude was sayin' or was he just lost in the flood?
Hey man, did you see that, those poor cats are sure messed up
I wonder what they were gettin' into, or were they just lost in the flood?

Kronos · #1931 Messaggio da **Kronos** » 05/05/2007, 15:57

Atlantic city - bruce springsteen

Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
Now, they blew up his house, too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight
Gonna see what them racket boys can do
Now, there's trouble bustin' in from outta state
And the D.A. can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade
And the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth

(chorus)
Well now, ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away
But I got debts that no honest man can pay
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus

(chorus)

Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold
But with you forever I'll stay
We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold
Put on your stockin's baby, `cause the night's getting cold
And maybe ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back

Now, I been lookin' for a job, but it's hard to find
Down here it's just winners and losers and don't
get caught on the wrong side of that line
Well, I'm tired of comin' out on the losin' end
So, honey, last night I met this guy and I'm gonna
do a little favor for him

(chorus)

breglia · #1932 Messaggio da **breglia** » 07/05/2007, 11:51

JEFF BUCKLEY - GRACE

There's the moon asking to stay
Long enough for the clouds to fly me away
Well it's my time coming, i'm not afraid to die
My fading voice sings of love,
But she cries to the clicking of time
Of time

Wait in the fire...

And she weeps on my arm
Walking to the bright lights in sorrow
Oh drink a bit of wine we both might go tomorrow
Oh my love
And the rain is falling and i believe
My time has come
It reminds me of the pain
I might leave
Leave behind

Wait in the fire...

And I feel them drown my name
So easy to know and forget with this kiss
I'm not afraid to go but it goes so slow
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Ortheus · #1933 Messaggio da **Ortheus** » 07/05/2007, 12:25

The End

This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end of our elaborate plans
The end of everything that stands
The end

No safety or surprise
The end
I'll never look into your eyes again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need of some stranger's hand
In a desperate land

Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway West, baby

Ride the snake
Ride the snake
To the lake
To the lake

The ancient lake, baby
The snake is long
Seven miles
Ride the snake

He's old
And his skin is cold
The West is the best
The West is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest

The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where are you taking us?

The killer awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall

He went into the room where his sister lived
And then he paid a visit to his brother
And then he walked on down the hall
And he came to a door
And he looked inside
Father
Yes son?
I want to kill you
Mother, I want to. . .

C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus

This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me

The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

( The Doors )

Immagine

#1934 Messaggio da **Pim** » 07/05/2007, 12:30

per un'ora d'amore

per un' ora d'amore non so cosa farei
per poterti sfiorare non so cosa darei
chiudo gli occhi senza te
le serate non finiscono mai
sole giallo mare blu
non vorrei farti restare cosi'
un ricordo d'estate di piu'
e per un'ora d'amore venderei
anche il cuore
e per un'ora d'amore venderei
anche il cuore
per un' ora d'amore non so cosa farei
per poterti sfiorare non so cosa darei
chiudo gli occhi ti vorrei
non nei sogni ma cosi' come sei
sole giallo mare blu
mi risveglio ora che manchi tu
aspettarti e sapere che ormai
io per un'ora d'amore venderei anche il cuore
io per un'ora d'amore venderei anche il cuore
chiudo gli occhi penso a te
i ricordi non finiscono mai
sole giallo mare blu
come il vento sei volata anche tu
non rimane che dire vorrei
e per un'ora d'amore venderei anche il cuore
e per un'ora d'amore venderei anche il cuore
per un' ora d'amore non so cosa farei
per poterti sfiorare non so cosa darei
per un'ora d'amore non so cosa farei
per poterti sfiorare non so cosa darei
per un'ora d'amore non so cosa farei
per poterti sfiorare non so cosa darei

danny · #1935 Messaggio da **danny** » 07/05/2007, 12:36

King Crimson - Starless

Sundown dazzling day
Gold through my eyes
But my eyes turned within
Only see
Starless and bible black

Ice blue silver sky
Fades into grey
To a grey hope that oh years to be
Starless and bible black

Old friend charity
Cruel twisted smile
And the smile signals emptiness
For me
Starless and bible black