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Jefferson Airplane
Somebody to Love
When the truth is found to be lies
and all the joy within you dies
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
When the garden flowers baby are dead yes
and your mind [, your mind] is [so] full of pain
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
but in your head baby I'm afraid you don't know where it is
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
tears are running [down,] down your breast
and your friends baby they treat you like a guest
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
Somebody to Love
When the truth is found to be lies
and all the joy within you dies
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
When the garden flowers baby are dead yes
and your mind [, your mind] is [so] full of pain
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
but in your head baby I'm afraid you don't know where it is
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
tears are running [down,] down your breast
and your friends baby they treat you like a guest
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
- guidolaremi
- Nuovi Impulsi
- Messaggi: 105
- Iscritto il: 21/09/2007, 17:00
- Località: milano
Artista: Linea 77
Album: Numb
Titolo: Fantasma
Vivo
Guardando le stesse facce
Sentendo le stesse storie
Pensando:
ho quello che volevo?
Come il vento che soffia prima della tempesta
Un brivido percorre la schiena
Le spalle al muro
Se ho paura
resisto
Semplice e' la via per il lato oscuro
poco tempo per correggere gli errori commessi
dimmi dove buttero' i miei sogni
Dovrei passare tutta la vita a pensare alle cose che ho,
Alle cose che vorrei,
Al modo di raggiungerle
E poi a come difenderle ?
Ma io non so cosa avevo prima
E non so quello che ho adesso
Sorrido ad ogni nuovo giorno perche'
Vivo sperando
Che le persone che amo
Proseguano nel viaggio
Stammi affianco
Ammira dall'alto il paesaggio
La bellezza intorno
Da Torino a Catania
Sopra un furgone
Una breve tappa a Roma
Citta' dell'imperatore
Indomita Genova
Le lacrime di Luglio
infondere paura come forma di controllo
Dovrei passare tutta la vita a pensare alle cose che ho,
Alle cose che vorrei,
Al modo di raggiungerle
E poi a come difenderle ?
Ma io non so quello che ho adesso
Sono storie facili
Come quelle che
Ti raccontavano da piccolo e tu credevi vere
Come e' stato facile
Restare fermo immobile
Chiudendo gli occhi e rinunciando a vedere
Moka Style
Non e' piu tempo di credere
che tutto giri intorno alla solita marchetta radiofonica
crisi di nervi discografica
sciogliete i cani per capire cosa va di moda oggi
...compra ragazzino compra!
ho seguito i miei fantasmi
ora fantasma sono
questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi!
hai...vuoi
Questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi
ora...e dimmi se...
questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi
sono un fantasma dimmi se ci sei
Questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi
ora...e dimmi se...
questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi
ora...
Sono storie facili
Come quelle che
Ti raccontavano da piccolo e tu credevi vere
Come e' stato facile
Restare fermo immobile
Chiudendo gli occhi e rinunciando a vedere
Album: Numb
Titolo: Fantasma
Vivo
Guardando le stesse facce
Sentendo le stesse storie
Pensando:
ho quello che volevo?
Come il vento che soffia prima della tempesta
Un brivido percorre la schiena
Le spalle al muro
Se ho paura
resisto
Semplice e' la via per il lato oscuro
poco tempo per correggere gli errori commessi
dimmi dove buttero' i miei sogni
Dovrei passare tutta la vita a pensare alle cose che ho,
Alle cose che vorrei,
Al modo di raggiungerle
E poi a come difenderle ?
Ma io non so cosa avevo prima
E non so quello che ho adesso
Sorrido ad ogni nuovo giorno perche'
Vivo sperando
Che le persone che amo
Proseguano nel viaggio
Stammi affianco
Ammira dall'alto il paesaggio
La bellezza intorno
Da Torino a Catania
Sopra un furgone
Una breve tappa a Roma
Citta' dell'imperatore
Indomita Genova
Le lacrime di Luglio
infondere paura come forma di controllo
Dovrei passare tutta la vita a pensare alle cose che ho,
Alle cose che vorrei,
Al modo di raggiungerle
E poi a come difenderle ?
Ma io non so quello che ho adesso
Sono storie facili
Come quelle che
Ti raccontavano da piccolo e tu credevi vere
Come e' stato facile
Restare fermo immobile
Chiudendo gli occhi e rinunciando a vedere
Moka Style
Non e' piu tempo di credere
che tutto giri intorno alla solita marchetta radiofonica
crisi di nervi discografica
sciogliete i cani per capire cosa va di moda oggi
...compra ragazzino compra!
ho seguito i miei fantasmi
ora fantasma sono
questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi!
hai...vuoi
Questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi
ora...e dimmi se...
questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi
sono un fantasma dimmi se ci sei
Questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi
ora...e dimmi se...
questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi
ora...
Sono storie facili
Come quelle che
Ti raccontavano da piccolo e tu credevi vere
Come e' stato facile
Restare fermo immobile
Chiudendo gli occhi e rinunciando a vedere
- danny_the_dog
- Storico dell'impulso
- Messaggi: 7968
- Iscritto il: 29/03/2007, 14:05
Dopo qualche anno ho ritirato fuori un cd dei Timoria...(ah l'adolescenza!!!)
Cazzo quanto è bella questa canzone...
Senza far rumore - Timoria
Come luce lei arriverà ,
come acqua piano scivola
Senza far rumore
salirà le scale
e le sue labbra...
Come mirra lenta brucerà ,
come fuoco danzerà per me
Madre universale,
io sapró aspettare
il tuo momento
Ma se conosci l' amore,
ovunque andrai parleró di me,
sai, è più caldo del sole,
ovunque andró mi sopravviverà
Come sangue in terra fertile,
come lama in carne giovane
Come un temporale,
la prima volta e l' ultima volta
Ma se conosci l' amore,
ovunque andrai ricordati di me,
sai, è più grande del mare,
ovunque andrai mi sopravviverà
Cazzo quanto è bella questa canzone...
Senza far rumore - Timoria
Come luce lei arriverà ,
come acqua piano scivola
Senza far rumore
salirà le scale
e le sue labbra...
Come mirra lenta brucerà ,
come fuoco danzerà per me
Madre universale,
io sapró aspettare
il tuo momento
Ma se conosci l' amore,
ovunque andrai parleró di me,
sai, è più caldo del sole,
ovunque andró mi sopravviverà
Come sangue in terra fertile,
come lama in carne giovane
Come un temporale,
la prima volta e l' ultima volta
Ma se conosci l' amore,
ovunque andrai ricordati di me,
sai, è più grande del mare,
ovunque andrai mi sopravviverà
Stupendacolpo ha scritto:Jefferson Airplane
Somebody to Love
When the truth is found to be lies
and all the joy within you dies
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
When the garden flowers baby are dead yes
and your mind [, your mind] is [so] full of pain
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
but in your head baby I'm afraid you don't know where it is
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
tears are running [down,] down your breast
and your friends baby they treat you like a guest
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love

Bisogna dire ció che si pensa, ma occorre pensare a quel che si dice
Non essere triste per chi più non c'è. Loro non lo vorrebbero
[i]Il problema è che, in questa epoca di grande comunicazione globale, quando ti fa male il culo non è per le emorroidi...[/i] (Beppe Grillo)
[i]saró di parte,ok ma non è che premi play e via[/i] (colpo)
Non essere triste per chi più non c'è. Loro non lo vorrebbero
[i]Il problema è che, in questa epoca di grande comunicazione globale, quando ti fa male il culo non è per le emorroidi...[/i] (Beppe Grillo)
[i]saró di parte,ok ma non è che premi play e via[/i] (colpo)
- breglia
- Veterano dell'impulso
- Messaggi: 3777
- Iscritto il: 22/08/2003, 17:30
- Località: Torino
- Contatta:
XTC - MAKING PLANS FOR NIGEL
We're only making plans for nigel
We only want what's best for him
We're only making plans for nigel
Nigel just needs this helping hand
And if young nigel says he's happy
He must be happy
He must be happy in his work
We're only making plans for nigel
He has his future in a british steel
We're only making plans for nigel
Nigel's whole future is as good as sealed
And if young nigel says he's happy
He must be happy
He must be happy in his work
Nigel is not outspoken
But he likes to speak
And loves to be spoken to
Nigel is happy in his work
We're only making plans for nigel
We're only making plans for nigel
We only want what's best for him
We're only making plans for nigel
Nigel just needs this helping hand
And if young nigel says he's happy
He must be happy
He must be happy in his work
We're only making plans for nigel
He has his future in a british steel
We're only making plans for nigel
Nigel's whole future is as good as sealed
And if young nigel says he's happy
He must be happy
He must be happy in his work
Nigel is not outspoken
But he likes to speak
And loves to be spoken to
Nigel is happy in his work
We're only making plans for nigel
"Ridatemi l'effimero, rivoglio Diana Est" (da 'Generation of love', di Matteo B.Bianchi)
- breglia
- Veterano dell'impulso
- Messaggi: 3777
- Iscritto il: 22/08/2003, 17:30
- Località: Torino
- Contatta:
TUXEDOMOON - IN A MANNER OF SPEAKING
In a manner of speaking
In a manner of speaking I just want to say
That I could never forget the way
You told me everything
By saying nothing
In a manner of speaking I don't understand
How love in silence becomes reprimand
But the may I feel about you is beyond words
Oh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
Oh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me everything
In a manner of speaking Semantiks won't do
In this life that we live we only make do
And the way that we feel might have to be sacrificed
So in a manner of speaking
I just want to say
That like you I should find a way
To tell you everything
By saying nothing
Oh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
Oh give me the words
Give me the words
Give me the words
Give me the words
Give me the words
In a manner of speaking
In a manner of speaking I just want to say
That I could never forget the way
You told me everything
By saying nothing
In a manner of speaking I don't understand
How love in silence becomes reprimand
But the may I feel about you is beyond words
Oh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
Oh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me everything
In a manner of speaking Semantiks won't do
In this life that we live we only make do
And the way that we feel might have to be sacrificed
So in a manner of speaking
I just want to say
That like you I should find a way
To tell you everything
By saying nothing
Oh give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
Oh give me the words
Give me the words
Give me the words
Give me the words
Give me the words
"Ridatemi l'effimero, rivoglio Diana Est" (da 'Generation of love', di Matteo B.Bianchi)
- breglia
- Veterano dell'impulso
- Messaggi: 3777
- Iscritto il: 22/08/2003, 17:30
- Località: Torino
- Contatta:
THE CLASH - GUNS OF BRIXTON
When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
When the law break in
How you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting on death row
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton
The money feels good
And your life you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell
You see, he feels like Ivan
Born under the Brixton sun
His game is called survivin'
At the end of the harder they come
You know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for the Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton sun
You can crush us
You can bruise us
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton
When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
You can crush us
You can bruise us
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton
Shot down on the pavement
Waiting in death row
His game is called survivin'
As in heaven as in hell
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton
When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
When the law break in
How you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting on death row
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton
The money feels good
And your life you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell
You see, he feels like Ivan
Born under the Brixton sun
His game is called survivin'
At the end of the harder they come
You know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for the Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton sun
You can crush us
You can bruise us
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton
When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
You can crush us
You can bruise us
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton
Shot down on the pavement
Waiting in death row
His game is called survivin'
As in heaven as in hell
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton
"Ridatemi l'effimero, rivoglio Diana Est" (da 'Generation of love', di Matteo B.Bianchi)
- Husker_Du
- Storico dell'impulso
- Messaggi: 13931
- Iscritto il: 30/11/2003, 21:56
- Località: United Kingdom
The Clash
Rudie Can't Fail
Sing, michael, sing-on the route of the 19 bus
Hear them sayin
How you get a rude and a reckless?
Dont you be so crude and a feckless
You been drinking brew for breakfast
Rudie cant fail
So we reply
I know that my life make you nervous
But I tell you that I cant live in service
Like the doctor who was born for a purpose
Rudie cant fail
I went to the market to realise my soul
cause what I need I just dont have
First they curse, then they press me till I hurt
We say rudie cant fail
We hear them sayin
Now first you must cure your temper
Then you find a job in the paper
You need someone for a saviour
Oh, rudie cant fail
We reply
Now we get a rude and a reckless
We been seen lookin cool an a speckless
We been drinking brew for breakfast
So rudie cant fail
Okay!
So where you wanna go today?
Hey boss man!
Youre looking pretty smart
In your chicken skin suit
You think youre pretty hot
In your pork pie hat
But...rudie cant fail
Look out, look out...
Sky juice!...10 cents a bottle!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tU1stt0okdM
Rudie Can't Fail
Sing, michael, sing-on the route of the 19 bus
Hear them sayin
How you get a rude and a reckless?
Dont you be so crude and a feckless
You been drinking brew for breakfast
Rudie cant fail
So we reply
I know that my life make you nervous
But I tell you that I cant live in service
Like the doctor who was born for a purpose
Rudie cant fail
I went to the market to realise my soul
cause what I need I just dont have
First they curse, then they press me till I hurt
We say rudie cant fail
We hear them sayin
Now first you must cure your temper
Then you find a job in the paper
You need someone for a saviour
Oh, rudie cant fail
We reply
Now we get a rude and a reckless
We been seen lookin cool an a speckless
We been drinking brew for breakfast
So rudie cant fail
Okay!
So where you wanna go today?
Hey boss man!
Youre looking pretty smart
In your chicken skin suit
You think youre pretty hot
In your pork pie hat
But...rudie cant fail
Look out, look out...
Sky juice!...10 cents a bottle!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tU1stt0okdM
"Signori benpensanti, spero non vi dispiaccia,
se in cielo in mezzo ai Santi, Dio fra le sue braccia, soffochera' il singhiozzo di quelle labbra smorte che all'odio e all'ignoranza preferirono la morte"
se in cielo in mezzo ai Santi, Dio fra le sue braccia, soffochera' il singhiozzo di quelle labbra smorte che all'odio e all'ignoranza preferirono la morte"
- Husker_Du
- Storico dell'impulso
- Messaggi: 13931
- Iscritto il: 30/11/2003, 21:56
- Località: United Kingdom
Violent Femmes
Blister in the Sun
When I'm out walkin' I strut my stuff
Man,I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite and I just might stop to check you out
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know you're the one
Body and heat I stain my sheets
I don't even know why
My girlfriend she's at the end and she is starting to cry
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know you're the one
When I'm out walkin' I strut my stuff
Man,I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite and I just might stop to check you out
When I'm out walkin' I strut my stuff
Man,I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite and I just might stop to check you out
Body and beats I stain my sheets
I don't even know why
My girlfriend she's at the end she is starting to cry
When I'm out walkin' I strut my stuff
Man,I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite I just might stop to check you out
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know you're the one
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GA0k6cLBDx4
Blister in the Sun
When I'm out walkin' I strut my stuff
Man,I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite and I just might stop to check you out
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know you're the one
Body and heat I stain my sheets
I don't even know why
My girlfriend she's at the end and she is starting to cry
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know you're the one
When I'm out walkin' I strut my stuff
Man,I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite and I just might stop to check you out
When I'm out walkin' I strut my stuff
Man,I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite and I just might stop to check you out
Body and beats I stain my sheets
I don't even know why
My girlfriend she's at the end she is starting to cry
When I'm out walkin' I strut my stuff
Man,I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite I just might stop to check you out
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know you're the one
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GA0k6cLBDx4
"Signori benpensanti, spero non vi dispiaccia,
se in cielo in mezzo ai Santi, Dio fra le sue braccia, soffochera' il singhiozzo di quelle labbra smorte che all'odio e all'ignoranza preferirono la morte"
se in cielo in mezzo ai Santi, Dio fra le sue braccia, soffochera' il singhiozzo di quelle labbra smorte che all'odio e all'ignoranza preferirono la morte"
- Jpp
- Veterano dell'impulso
- Messaggi: 2994
- Iscritto il: 19/03/2007, 14:35
- Località: Triveneto
- Contatta:
Chapeau!guidolaremi ha scritto:Artista: Linea 77
Album: Numb
Titolo: Fantasma
Vivo
Guardando le stesse facce
Sentendo le stesse storie
Pensando:
ho quello che volevo?
Come il vento che soffia prima della tempesta
Un brivido percorre la schiena
Le spalle al muro
Se ho paura
resisto
Semplice e' la via per il lato oscuro
poco tempo per correggere gli errori commessi
dimmi dove buttero' i miei sogni
Dovrei passare tutta la vita a pensare alle cose che ho,
Alle cose che vorrei,
Al modo di raggiungerle
E poi a come difenderle ?
Ma io non so cosa avevo prima
E non so quello che ho adesso
Sorrido ad ogni nuovo giorno perche'
Vivo sperando
Che le persone che amo
Proseguano nel viaggio
Stammi affianco
Ammira dall'alto il paesaggio
La bellezza intorno
Da Torino a Catania
Sopra un furgone
Una breve tappa a Roma
Citta' dell'imperatore
Indomita Genova
Le lacrime di Luglio
infondere paura come forma di controllo
Dovrei passare tutta la vita a pensare alle cose che ho,
Alle cose che vorrei,
Al modo di raggiungerle
E poi a come difenderle ?
Ma io non so quello che ho adesso
Sono storie facili
Come quelle che
Ti raccontavano da piccolo e tu credevi vere
Come e' stato facile
Restare fermo immobile
Chiudendo gli occhi e rinunciando a vedere
Moka Style
Non e' piu tempo di credere
che tutto giri intorno alla solita marchetta radiofonica
crisi di nervi discografica
sciogliete i cani per capire cosa va di moda oggi
...compra ragazzino compra!
ho seguito i miei fantasmi
ora fantasma sono
questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi!
hai...vuoi
Questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi
ora...e dimmi se...
questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi
sono un fantasma dimmi se ci sei
Questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi
ora...e dimmi se...
questo e' quel che hai
perche' tu lo vuoi
ora...
Sono storie facili
Come quelle che
Ti raccontavano da piccolo e tu credevi vere
Come e' stato facile
Restare fermo immobile
Chiudendo gli occhi e rinunciando a vedere

- breglia
- Veterano dell'impulso
- Messaggi: 3777
- Iscritto il: 22/08/2003, 17:30
- Località: Torino
- Contatta:
ARCHIVE - FUCK U
There's a look on your face I would like to knock out
See the sin in your grin and the shape of your mouth
All I want is to see you in terrible pain
Though we won't ever meet I remember your name
Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don't think I can so fuck you anyway
You are scum, you are scum and I hope that you know
That the cracks in your smile are beginning to show
Now the world needs to see that it's time you should go
There's no light in your eyes and your brain is too slow
Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don't think I can, so fuck you anyway
Bet you sleep like a child with your thumb in your mouth
I could creep up beside put a gun in your mouth
Makes me sick when I hear all the shit that you say
So much crap coming out it must take you all day
There's a space kept in hell with your name on the seat
With a spike in the chair just to make it complete
When you look at yourself do you see what I see
If you do why the fuck are you looking at me
Why the fuck why the fuck are you looking at me
(Repeat x 4)
There's a time for us all and I think yours has been
Can you please hurry up cos I find you obscene
We can't wait for the day that you're never around
When that face isn't here and you rot underground
Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don't think I can so fuck you anyway
So fuck you anyway (Repeat x 11)
There's a look on your face I would like to knock out
See the sin in your grin and the shape of your mouth
All I want is to see you in terrible pain
Though we won't ever meet I remember your name
Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don't think I can so fuck you anyway
You are scum, you are scum and I hope that you know
That the cracks in your smile are beginning to show
Now the world needs to see that it's time you should go
There's no light in your eyes and your brain is too slow
Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don't think I can, so fuck you anyway
Bet you sleep like a child with your thumb in your mouth
I could creep up beside put a gun in your mouth
Makes me sick when I hear all the shit that you say
So much crap coming out it must take you all day
There's a space kept in hell with your name on the seat
With a spike in the chair just to make it complete
When you look at yourself do you see what I see
If you do why the fuck are you looking at me
Why the fuck why the fuck are you looking at me
(Repeat x 4)
There's a time for us all and I think yours has been
Can you please hurry up cos I find you obscene
We can't wait for the day that you're never around
When that face isn't here and you rot underground
Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don't think I can so fuck you anyway
So fuck you anyway (Repeat x 11)
"Ridatemi l'effimero, rivoglio Diana Est" (da 'Generation of love', di Matteo B.Bianchi)
l'inno all'avventura erotico-sentimentale
the beatles - norwegian wood (this bird has flown)
I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me...
She showed me her room, isn't it good, norwegian wood?
She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere,
So I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair.
I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine
We talked until two and then she said, "It's time for bed"
She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh.
I told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath
And when I awoke, I was alone, this bird had flown
So I lit a fire, isn't it good, norwegian wood.
the beatles - norwegian wood (this bird has flown)
I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me...
She showed me her room, isn't it good, norwegian wood?
She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere,
So I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair.
I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine
We talked until two and then she said, "It's time for bed"
She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh.
I told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath
And when I awoke, I was alone, this bird had flown
So I lit a fire, isn't it good, norwegian wood.
Sono un forumista-immagine.
- PhilippeMexes5
- Storico dell'impulso
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LIGABUE - NIENTE PAURA
A parte che gli anni passano per non ripassare più
e il cielo promette di tutto ma resta nascosto li dietro al suo blu
ed anche le donne passano qualcuna anche per di qua
qualcuna ci ha messo un minuto
qualcuna è partita ma non se ne và
Niente paura, niente paura
Niente paura ci pensa la vita mi han detto così...
Niente paura, niente paura
niente paura si vede la luna perfino da qui.
A parte che ho ancora il vomito per quello che riescono a dire
Non só se son peggio le balle oppure le faccie che riescono a fare.
A parte che i sogni passano se uno li fa passare
alcuni li hai sempre difesi altri hai dovuto vederli finire
Niente paura, niente paura
Niente paura ci pensa la vita mi han detto così...
Niente paura, niente paura
niente paura si vede la luna perfino da qui.
Tira sempre un vento che non cambia niente
mentre cambia tutto sembra aria di tempesta.
Senti un pó che vento forse cambia niente
certo e cambia tutto sembra aria bella fresca.
A parte che i tempi stringono e tu li vorresti allargare
e intanto si allarga la nebbia e avresti potuto vivere al mare.
Ed anche le stelle cadono alcune sia fuori che dentro
per un desiderio che esprimi te ne rimangono fuori altri cento.
Niente paura, niente paura
Niente paura ci pensa la vita mi han detto così...
Niente paura, niente paura
niente paura si vede la luna perfino da qui.
Niente paura, niente paura.
A parte che gli anni passano per non ripassare più
e il cielo promette di tutto ma resta nascosto li dietro al suo blu
ed anche le donne passano qualcuna anche per di qua
qualcuna ci ha messo un minuto
qualcuna è partita ma non se ne và
Niente paura, niente paura
Niente paura ci pensa la vita mi han detto così...
Niente paura, niente paura
niente paura si vede la luna perfino da qui.
A parte che ho ancora il vomito per quello che riescono a dire
Non só se son peggio le balle oppure le faccie che riescono a fare.
A parte che i sogni passano se uno li fa passare
alcuni li hai sempre difesi altri hai dovuto vederli finire
Niente paura, niente paura
Niente paura ci pensa la vita mi han detto così...
Niente paura, niente paura
niente paura si vede la luna perfino da qui.
Tira sempre un vento che non cambia niente
mentre cambia tutto sembra aria di tempesta.
Senti un pó che vento forse cambia niente
certo e cambia tutto sembra aria bella fresca.
A parte che i tempi stringono e tu li vorresti allargare
e intanto si allarga la nebbia e avresti potuto vivere al mare.
Ed anche le stelle cadono alcune sia fuori che dentro
per un desiderio che esprimi te ne rimangono fuori altri cento.
Niente paura, niente paura
Niente paura ci pensa la vita mi han detto così...
Niente paura, niente paura
niente paura si vede la luna perfino da qui.
Niente paura, niente paura.
I milanisti
milan twist
Alè alè alè alè
è il Milan twist
che il campionato fa ballar
alè alè alè alè
è il Milan twist
che le vene fa tremar
perchè l'italia intera diventa rossonera
con questo Milan twist
i milanisti
Rivera cha cha cha
Rivera Rivera ma che goleador
Rivera Rivera questo è un matador
ha il nome di un oriundo brasiliano
ma è nato qui, in Italì
milan twist
Alè alè alè alè
è il Milan twist
che il campionato fa ballar
alè alè alè alè
è il Milan twist
che le vene fa tremar
perchè l'italia intera diventa rossonera
con questo Milan twist
i milanisti
Rivera cha cha cha
Rivera Rivera ma che goleador
Rivera Rivera questo è un matador
ha il nome di un oriundo brasiliano
ma è nato qui, in Italì
si cerca di essere il meno stronzi possibile
- Drogato_ di_porno
- Storico dell'impulso
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- Iscritto il: 20/06/2002, 2:00
R.E.M. "Hope"
You want to go out Friday
And you want to go forever.
You know that it sounds childish
That you've dreamt of alligators.
You hope that we are all with you
And you hope that you're recognized
You want to go forever
You see it in my eyes.
I'm lost in the confusion
And it doesn't seem to matter
You really can't believe it
And you hope it's getting better.
You want to trust the doctors
Their procedure is the best
But the last try was a failure
And the intern was a mess.
They did the same to Matthew
And he bled 'til Sunday night
They're saying don't be frightened
But you're weakened by the sight of it
You lock into a pattern
And you know that it's the last ditch
You're trying to see through it
And it doesn't make sense
But they're saying don't be frightened
And they're killing alligators
And they're hog-tied
And accepting of the struggle
You want to trust religion
And you know it's allegory
But the people who are followers
Have written their own story.
So you look up to the heavens
And you hope that it's a spaceship
And it's something from your childhood
Your thinking don't be frightened
You want to climb the ladder
You want to see forever
You want to go out Friday
And you want to go forever.
And you want to cross your DNA
To cross your DNA with something reptile.
And you're questioning the sciences
And questioning religion
You're looking like an idiot
And you no longer care.
And you want to bridge the schism,
The built in mechanism to protect you.
And you're looking for salvation
And you're looking for deliverance
You're looking like an idiot
And you no longer care.
You want to climb the ladder
You want to see forever.
You want to go out Friday
You want to go forever.
You want to go out Friday
And you want to go forever.
You know that it sounds childish
That you've dreamt of alligators.
You hope that we are all with you
And you hope that you're recognized
You want to go forever
You see it in my eyes.
I'm lost in the confusion
And it doesn't seem to matter
You really can't believe it
And you hope it's getting better.
You want to trust the doctors
Their procedure is the best
But the last try was a failure
And the intern was a mess.
They did the same to Matthew
And he bled 'til Sunday night
They're saying don't be frightened
But you're weakened by the sight of it
You lock into a pattern
And you know that it's the last ditch
You're trying to see through it
And it doesn't make sense
But they're saying don't be frightened
And they're killing alligators
And they're hog-tied
And accepting of the struggle
You want to trust religion
And you know it's allegory
But the people who are followers
Have written their own story.
So you look up to the heavens
And you hope that it's a spaceship
And it's something from your childhood
Your thinking don't be frightened
You want to climb the ladder
You want to see forever
You want to go out Friday
And you want to go forever.
And you want to cross your DNA
To cross your DNA with something reptile.
And you're questioning the sciences
And questioning religion
You're looking like an idiot
And you no longer care.
And you want to bridge the schism,
The built in mechanism to protect you.
And you're looking for salvation
And you're looking for deliverance
You're looking like an idiot
And you no longer care.
You want to climb the ladder
You want to see forever.
You want to go out Friday
You want to go forever.
“E' vero che in Russia i bambini mangiavano i comunisti?"
"Magari è il contrario, no?"
"Ecco, mi sembrava strano che c'avessero dei bambini così feroci.”
"Magari è il contrario, no?"
"Ecco, mi sembrava strano che c'avessero dei bambini così feroci.”