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FrauBlucher
- Uncino
- Messaggi: 112
- Iscritto il: ven gen 10, 2003 10:55 am
- Località: Torino
(faccina che non c'entra nulla ma che mi piace tanto tanto!)
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Amaryllis
- Re del Mare
- Messaggi: 1591
- Iscritto il: ven apr 25, 2003 6:58 pm
- Località: Milano
- Contatta:
I dreamed of you on my farm
I dreamed of you in my arms
But dreams are always wrong
I never dreamed I’d hurt you
I never dreamed I’d lose you
In my dreams, I’m always strong
And now the creek is rising
And all my bridges burnt
I always dreamed of big crowds
Plooms of smoke and high clouds
But dreams don’t last for long
I have my suspicions
When the stars are in position
All will be revealed
But I know that until then
Unless the stars surrender
All will be concealed
And now the snow is falling
And all my fences torn
I know you need someone
And I can hear someone
Somewhere in this song
I dreamed that I was walking
And the two of us were talking
Of all lives mysteries
But words that flow between friends
Winding streams, without end
I wanted you to see
But it can seem surprising
When you find yourself alone
And now the dark is rising
And a brand new moon is born
I always dreamed I’d love you
I never dreamed I’d lose you
In my dreams, I’m always strong
The Dark Is Rising - Mercury Rev
I dreamed of you in my arms
But dreams are always wrong
I never dreamed I’d hurt you
I never dreamed I’d lose you
In my dreams, I’m always strong
And now the creek is rising
And all my bridges burnt
I always dreamed of big crowds
Plooms of smoke and high clouds
But dreams don’t last for long
I have my suspicions
When the stars are in position
All will be revealed
But I know that until then
Unless the stars surrender
All will be concealed
And now the snow is falling
And all my fences torn
I know you need someone
And I can hear someone
Somewhere in this song
I dreamed that I was walking
And the two of us were talking
Of all lives mysteries
But words that flow between friends
Winding streams, without end
I wanted you to see
But it can seem surprising
When you find yourself alone
And now the dark is rising
And a brand new moon is born
I always dreamed I’d love you
I never dreamed I’d lose you
In my dreams, I’m always strong
The Dark Is Rising - Mercury Rev
“Le fiabe dicono più che la verità. E non solo perchè raccontano che i draghi esistono, ma anche perchè affermano che si possono sconfiggere.”
G. K. Chesterton
G. K. Chesterton
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orsomarso
- Re del Mare
- Messaggi: 1942
- Iscritto il: lun mag 12, 2003 11:41 pm
- Località: L'Aquila
- Contatta:
spoonman
feel the rhythm with your hands
steal the rhythm while you can, spoonman
speak the rhythm on your own
speak the rhythm all alone, spoonman
Spoonman, come together with your hands
save me, i' m together with your plan
save me
all my friends are indians
all my friends are brown and red, spoonman
all my friends are skeletons
they beat the rhythm with their bones,
spoonman
feel the rhythm with your hands
steal the rhythm while you can, spoonman
thank you, good night peolple
SOUNDGARDEN - Spoonman; dal disco: Superunknown
feel the rhythm with your hands
steal the rhythm while you can, spoonman
speak the rhythm on your own
speak the rhythm all alone, spoonman
Spoonman, come together with your hands
save me, i' m together with your plan
save me
all my friends are indians
all my friends are brown and red, spoonman
all my friends are skeletons
they beat the rhythm with their bones,
spoonman
feel the rhythm with your hands
steal the rhythm while you can, spoonman
thank you, good night peolple
SOUNDGARDEN - Spoonman; dal disco: Superunknown
Forse la giovinezza è solo questo perenne amare i sensi e non pentirsi. (S.PENNA)
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micoool
- Corsaro Nero
- Messaggi: 1100
- Iscritto il: lun apr 07, 2003 12:54 pm
- Località: Milano
- Contatta:
dopo il bellissimo concerto di ieri sera
ecco una bellissima canzone..
Muovo le ali di nuovo
Che giorno sia non sai mentre vai
dove adesso non mi vedi
ovunque sei sarai
dentro i miei sogni ormai
Muovo le ali di nuovo
riprovando a non cadere da solo nel vuoto
per cominciare a diventare così com'é che avrei dovuto
solo se avessi comunque davvero voluto
tutte le cose che vedo
così nuove che a volte nemmeno ci credo
ed ho paura che il calore di un raggio di sole che ho sopra la
testa
sciolga le ali di cera o mi abbagli la vista
e ora non starmi a sentire
tanto guarda ho anche paura di farti capire
sono bene o male solo soltanto parole
come gocce che non cambiano il livello del mare
non scende e non sale
ma sotto qualcosa si muove
e sono tutte quelle voci che tornano nuove
e tornano più forti in un giorno come gli altri
Muovo le ali di nuovo
verso un posto nuovo
muovo le ali di nuovo
perchè cerco un posto nuovo
muovo le ali di nuovo
verso un posto nuovo diverso
Dentro ai miei sogni ormai cosa c'é e cosa resta
soltanto i mostri che ho dentro alla testa
non era oro quello che brillava
non era eterno quello che restava
non era amore neanche quello che mi amava
eppure mi sembrava
la sola cosa sicura che avevo
ma mi sveglio lentamente
non può piovere per sempre
nessuno ti dice mai niente
infatti a me nessuno mi ha detto mai niente
e qual'é veramente il problema
rimanere da soli o cambiare sistema
e se una cosa importante vale meno di zero
e una cazzata qualunque diventa un delirio
io spingo e vado avanti in questo giorno come tanti
E allora tiro due righe sul conto
e sono stanco di scappare da quello che ho intorno
perchè ho bisogno di provare di nuovo da solo a capire se cado
come se avessi comunque davvero vissuto
muovo le ali di nuovo
verso un posto nuovo diverso
Tiromancino
ecco una bellissima canzone..
Muovo le ali di nuovo
Che giorno sia non sai mentre vai
dove adesso non mi vedi
ovunque sei sarai
dentro i miei sogni ormai
Muovo le ali di nuovo
riprovando a non cadere da solo nel vuoto
per cominciare a diventare così com'é che avrei dovuto
solo se avessi comunque davvero voluto
tutte le cose che vedo
così nuove che a volte nemmeno ci credo
ed ho paura che il calore di un raggio di sole che ho sopra la
testa
sciolga le ali di cera o mi abbagli la vista
e ora non starmi a sentire
tanto guarda ho anche paura di farti capire
sono bene o male solo soltanto parole
come gocce che non cambiano il livello del mare
non scende e non sale
ma sotto qualcosa si muove
e sono tutte quelle voci che tornano nuove
e tornano più forti in un giorno come gli altri
Muovo le ali di nuovo
verso un posto nuovo
muovo le ali di nuovo
perchè cerco un posto nuovo
muovo le ali di nuovo
verso un posto nuovo diverso
Dentro ai miei sogni ormai cosa c'é e cosa resta
soltanto i mostri che ho dentro alla testa
non era oro quello che brillava
non era eterno quello che restava
non era amore neanche quello che mi amava
eppure mi sembrava
la sola cosa sicura che avevo
ma mi sveglio lentamente
non può piovere per sempre
nessuno ti dice mai niente
infatti a me nessuno mi ha detto mai niente
e qual'é veramente il problema
rimanere da soli o cambiare sistema
e se una cosa importante vale meno di zero
e una cazzata qualunque diventa un delirio
io spingo e vado avanti in questo giorno come tanti
E allora tiro due righe sul conto
e sono stanco di scappare da quello che ho intorno
perchè ho bisogno di provare di nuovo da solo a capire se cado
come se avessi comunque davvero vissuto
muovo le ali di nuovo
verso un posto nuovo diverso
Tiromancino
Se leggero ti farai io sarò vento per darti il mio sostegno senza fingere e se distanza ti farai io sarò asfalto impronta sui tuoi passi senza stringere mai (Subsonica)
E sapeva che nessuna terra avrebbe nascosto in lei l'orma del mare (Baricco)
il mio blog: http://micoool.splinder.com
E sapeva che nessuna terra avrebbe nascosto in lei l'orma del mare (Baricco)
il mio blog: http://micoool.splinder.com
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Amaryllis
- Re del Mare
- Messaggi: 1591
- Iscritto il: ven apr 25, 2003 6:58 pm
- Località: Milano
- Contatta:
It's summertime
And I can understand if you still feel sad
It's summertime
And though it's hard to see its true possibilities
When you look inside, all you'll see
When you look inside, all you'll see
Is a self reflected inner sadness
Look outside
I know that you'll recognize
It's summertime
It's Summertime - Flaming Lips
And I can understand if you still feel sad
It's summertime
And though it's hard to see its true possibilities
When you look inside, all you'll see
When you look inside, all you'll see
Is a self reflected inner sadness
Look outside
I know that you'll recognize
It's summertime
It's Summertime - Flaming Lips
“Le fiabe dicono più che la verità. E non solo perchè raccontano che i draghi esistono, ma anche perchè affermano che si possono sconfiggere.”
G. K. Chesterton
G. K. Chesterton
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matilda6mitica
- Re del Mare
- Messaggi: 1374
- Iscritto il: ven giu 27, 2003 5:34 pm
- Località: Pachino (SR)
- Contatta:
Bob Dylan
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you can 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 cannonballs fly
Before they're forever banned?
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 is 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 must 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.
Yes, 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 we know
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you can 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 cannonballs fly
Before they're forever banned?
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 is 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 must 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.
Yes, 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 we know
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
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Amaryllis
- Re del Mare
- Messaggi: 1591
- Iscritto il: ven apr 25, 2003 6:58 pm
- Località: Milano
- Contatta:
...io ho più un debole per il Dylan intimista...
Most of the Time
Most of the time
I'm clear focused all around,
Most of the time
I can keep both feet on the ground,
I can follow the path, I can read the signs,
Stay right with it, when the road unwinds,
I can handle whatever I stumble upon,
I don't even notice she's gone,
Most of the time.
Most of the time
It's well understood,
Most of the time
I wouldn't change it if I could,
I can't make it all match up, I can hold my own,
I can deal with the situation right down to the bone,
I can survive, I can endure
And I don't even think about her
Most of the time.
Most of the time
My head is on straight,
Most of the time
I'm strong enough not to hate.
I don't build up illusion 'till it makes me sick,
I ain't afraid of confusion no matter how thick
I can smile in the face of mankind.
Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine
Most of the time.
Most of the time
She ain't even in my mind,
I wouldn't know her if I saw her
She's that far behind.
Most of the time
I can't even be sure
If she was ever with me
Or if I was with her.
Most of the time
I'm halfway content,
Most of the time
I know exactly where I went,
I don't cheat on myself, I don't run and hide,
Hide from the feelings, that are buried inside,
I don't compromised and I don't pretend,
I don't even care if I ever see her again
Most of the time.
...e per suo figlio Jacob
Most of the Time
Most of the time
I'm clear focused all around,
Most of the time
I can keep both feet on the ground,
I can follow the path, I can read the signs,
Stay right with it, when the road unwinds,
I can handle whatever I stumble upon,
I don't even notice she's gone,
Most of the time.
Most of the time
It's well understood,
Most of the time
I wouldn't change it if I could,
I can't make it all match up, I can hold my own,
I can deal with the situation right down to the bone,
I can survive, I can endure
And I don't even think about her
Most of the time.
Most of the time
My head is on straight,
Most of the time
I'm strong enough not to hate.
I don't build up illusion 'till it makes me sick,
I ain't afraid of confusion no matter how thick
I can smile in the face of mankind.
Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine
Most of the time.
Most of the time
She ain't even in my mind,
I wouldn't know her if I saw her
She's that far behind.
Most of the time
I can't even be sure
If she was ever with me
Or if I was with her.
Most of the time
I'm halfway content,
Most of the time
I know exactly where I went,
I don't cheat on myself, I don't run and hide,
Hide from the feelings, that are buried inside,
I don't compromised and I don't pretend,
I don't even care if I ever see her again
Most of the time.
...e per suo figlio Jacob
“Le fiabe dicono più che la verità. E non solo perchè raccontano che i draghi esistono, ma anche perchè affermano che si possono sconfiggere.”
G. K. Chesterton
G. K. Chesterton
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matilda6mitica
- Re del Mare
- Messaggi: 1374
- Iscritto il: ven giu 27, 2003 5:34 pm
- Località: Pachino (SR)
- Contatta:
dedicato a
Amaryllis
Gotta Serve Somebody
Bob Dylan
You may be an ambassador to England or France,
You may like to gamble, you might like to dance,
You may be the heavyweight champion of the world,
You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
You might be a rock 'n' roll addict prancing on the stage,
You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage,
You may be a business man or some high degree thief,
They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk,
You may be the head of some big TV network,
You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame,
You may be living in another country under another name
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
You may be a construction worker working on a home,
You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome,
You might own guns and you might even own tanks,
You might be somebody's landlord, you might even own banks
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride,
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side,
You may be workin' in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair,
You may be somebody's mistress, may be somebody's heir
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk,
Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk,
You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread,
You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king-sized bed
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy,
You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy,
You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray,
You may call me anything but no matter what you say
You're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody.
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
Amaryllis
Gotta Serve Somebody
Bob Dylan
You may be an ambassador to England or France,
You may like to gamble, you might like to dance,
You may be the heavyweight champion of the world,
You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
You might be a rock 'n' roll addict prancing on the stage,
You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage,
You may be a business man or some high degree thief,
They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk,
You may be the head of some big TV network,
You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame,
You may be living in another country under another name
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
You may be a construction worker working on a home,
You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome,
You might own guns and you might even own tanks,
You might be somebody's landlord, you might even own banks
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride,
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side,
You may be workin' in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair,
You may be somebody's mistress, may be somebody's heir
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk,
Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk,
You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread,
You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king-sized bed
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy,
You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy,
You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray,
You may call me anything but no matter what you say
You're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody.
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.
Mio amore, ripiegate le labbra
e tornati al colore di prima
guardo fuori ed è l'alba
come fuggono le ore da qui
e ci dobbiamo salutare
c'è un'altra giornata d'amore da preparare
Ho visto solo stelle buone sulla tua pelle
se tornerai domani saprò darti quelle perse
e lascerò che tutto sia sospeso
fino a quando non ci rivedremo
Mio amore
Il tuo cuore è un mare calmo
e non basta una sola notte
per attraversarlo
sono pronta per riaverti ancorato al mio respiro
mentre il sole svanisce
e l'ombra disegna il tuo profilo
Ho visto solo stelle buone sulla tua pelle
se tornerai domani saprò darti quelle perse
lascerò che tutto sia sospeso
fino a quando non ci rivedremo
Ho visto solo stelle buone...
Cristina Donà, Stelle buone
e tornati al colore di prima
guardo fuori ed è l'alba
come fuggono le ore da qui
e ci dobbiamo salutare
c'è un'altra giornata d'amore da preparare
Ho visto solo stelle buone sulla tua pelle
se tornerai domani saprò darti quelle perse
e lascerò che tutto sia sospeso
fino a quando non ci rivedremo
Mio amore
Il tuo cuore è un mare calmo
e non basta una sola notte
per attraversarlo
sono pronta per riaverti ancorato al mio respiro
mentre il sole svanisce
e l'ombra disegna il tuo profilo
Ho visto solo stelle buone sulla tua pelle
se tornerai domani saprò darti quelle perse
lascerò che tutto sia sospeso
fino a quando non ci rivedremo
Ho visto solo stelle buone...
Cristina Donà, Stelle buone
(avete mai quella gioia dentro che vorreste fa sfogare e non ci riuscite o non potete farla uscire?!?!? Quella frenesia interna che vorreste far esplodere.............vi urlo questa citazione...!!!)
GIOIA E RIVOLUZIONE
canto per te che mi vieni a sentire
suono per te che non mi vuoi capire
rido per te che non sai sognare
suono per te che non mi vuoi capire...
nei quoi occhi c'è una luce
che riscalda la mia mente
con il suono delle dita si combatte una battaglia
che ci porta sulle strade della gente che sa amare
che ci porta sulle strade della gente che sa amare
il mio mitra è un contrabbasso
che ti spara sulla faccia...
che ti spara sulla faccia
ciò che penso della vita,
con il suono delle dita
si combatte una battaglia
che ci porta sulla strada
della gente che sa amare!!!!
Area ('75)
(sì...sì...SIIIII!!!!!!!
)
GIOIA E RIVOLUZIONE
canto per te che mi vieni a sentire
suono per te che non mi vuoi capire
rido per te che non sai sognare
suono per te che non mi vuoi capire...
nei quoi occhi c'è una luce
che riscalda la mia mente
con il suono delle dita si combatte una battaglia
che ci porta sulle strade della gente che sa amare
che ci porta sulle strade della gente che sa amare
il mio mitra è un contrabbasso
che ti spara sulla faccia...
che ti spara sulla faccia
ciò che penso della vita,
con il suono delle dita
si combatte una battaglia
che ci porta sulla strada
della gente che sa amare!!!!
Area ('75)
(sì...sì...SIIIII!!!!!!!
)"ogni pazzia è suprema saggezza per un occhio che sa vedere...molta saggezza, la più pura follia!"e.dickinson (1865)
cu@8
cu@8
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orsomarso
- Re del Mare
- Messaggi: 1942
- Iscritto il: lun mag 12, 2003 11:41 pm
- Località: L'Aquila
- Contatta:
SILENT SUNLIGHT
Silent sunlight, welcome in
There is work I must now begin
All my dreams have blown away
And the children wait to play
They'll soon remember things to do
When the heart is young
And the night is done
And the sky is blue
Morning songbird, sing away
Lend a tune to another day
Bring your wings and choose a roof
Sing a song of love and truth
We'll soon remember if you do
When all things were tall
And our friends were small
And the world was new
Sleepy horses, heave away
Put your backs to the golden hay
Don't ever look behind at the work you' ve done
For your work has just begun
There'll be the evening in the end
But till that time arrives
You can rest your eyes
And begin again
Cat Stevens - Silent sunlight; dal disco Catch bull at four
Silent sunlight, welcome in
There is work I must now begin
All my dreams have blown away
And the children wait to play
They'll soon remember things to do
When the heart is young
And the night is done
And the sky is blue
Morning songbird, sing away
Lend a tune to another day
Bring your wings and choose a roof
Sing a song of love and truth
We'll soon remember if you do
When all things were tall
And our friends were small
And the world was new
Sleepy horses, heave away
Put your backs to the golden hay
Don't ever look behind at the work you' ve done
For your work has just begun
There'll be the evening in the end
But till that time arrives
You can rest your eyes
And begin again
Cat Stevens - Silent sunlight; dal disco Catch bull at four
Forse la giovinezza è solo questo perenne amare i sensi e non pentirsi. (S.PENNA)