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  • Kyra
    Disappointed Idealist
    • 24/10/05
    • 22455

    #2311
    Francesco Guccini - Canzone Delle Domande Consuete


    Ancora qui a domandarsi e a far finta di niente
    come se il tempo per noi non costasse l' uguale,
    come se il tempo passato ed il tempo presente
    non avessero stessa amarezza di sale.

    Tu non sai le domande, ma non risponderei
    per non strascinare parole in linguaggio d' azzardo;
    eri bella, lo so, e che bella che sei,
    dicon tanto un silenzio e uno sguardo...

    Se ci sono non so cosa sono e se vuoi
    quel che sono o sarei, quel che sarò domani,
    non parlare non dire più niente, se puoi,
    lascia farlo ai tuoi occhi, alle mani...

    Non andare... vai... Non restare...stai... Non parlare... parlami di te...

    Tu lo sai, io lo so, quanto vanno disperse,
    trascinate dai giorni come piena di fiume
    tante cose sembrate e credute diverse,
    come un prato coperto a bitume.

    Rimanere così, annaspare nel niente,
    custodire i ricordi, carezzare le età;
    è uno stallo o un rifiuto crudele e incosciente
    del diritto alla felicità...

    Se ci sei, cosa sei? Cosa pensi e perchè?
    Non lo so, non lo sai; siamo qui o lontani?
    Esser tutto, un momento, ma dentro di te,
    aver tutto, ma non il domani...

    Non andare... vai.. Non restare...stai... Non parlare... parlami di te...

    E siamo qui spogli in questa stagione che unisce
    tutto ciò che sta fermo, tutto ciò che si muove,
    non so dire se nasce un periodo o finisce,
    se dal cielo ora piove o non piove...

    Pronto a dire "buongiorno", a rispondere "bene",
    a sorridere a "salve", dire anch'io "come va?"
    Non c'è vento stasera. Siamo o non siamo assieme?
    Fuori c'è ancora una città?

    Se c'è ancora balliamoci dentro stasera,
    con gli amici cantiamo una nuova canzone...
    tanti anni e son qui ad aspettar primavera,
    tanti anni ed ancora in pallone...

    Non andare... vai... Non restare...stai... Non parlare... parlami di te...
    Non andare... vai... Non restare...stai... Non parlare... parlami di noi...
    I'm laying down, eating snow
    My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
    On a bed of spider web
    I think of how to change myself

    A lot of hope in a one man tent
    There's no room for innocence
    So take me home before the storm
    Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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    • Revenge

      #2312
      Gianna Nannini - Ottava Vita


      Io razzista, io fascista
      stupratore di bambine
      spia tiranno comunista
      dittatore di regime
      Io ruffiamo corruttore capo mafia
      spacciatore
      grande figlio di puttana
      io bastardo traditore
      Vita tremenda vita disperata
      chi 'un l'ha provata 'un lo può immaginare
      neanche all'inferno un'anima dannata
      che così tanto possi tribolare
      Io pentito inginocchiato
      non ho palpiti nel cuore
      sanguinario della pace
      sotto il segno dell'amore
      io cattolico ad oltranza per paura rinnegato
      sono polvere di lager - urla d'uomo torturato
      Vita tremenda vita disperata
      chi 'un l'ha provata 'un lo può immaginare
      neanche all'inferno un'anima dannata
      che così tanto possi tribolare
      Vita stupenda vita innamorata
      Vita stupenda vita innamorata
      Vita stupenda vita innamorata
      Una botta in mezzo al petto
      una corda che si tende
      una voce dal silenzio
      una mano che mi prende
      ritornare ai sette cieli a carpire meraviglie
      bere chiare acque di fonte
      respirare nuovamente
      Vita tremenda vita disperata
      chi 'un l'ha provata 'un lo può immaginare
      neanche all'inferno un'anima dannata
      che così tanto possi tribolare
      Vita stupenda vita innamorata
      Vita tremenda vita disperata
      Vita stupenda vita innamorata
      chi 'un l'ha provata 'un lo può immaginare
      neanche all'inferno un'anima dannata
      che così tanto possi tribolare
      Vita stupenda vita innamorata
      Vita tremenda vita disperata
      neanche all'inferno un'anima dannata
      credo sì tanto possi tribolare

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      • Novembre
        Cynical person
        • 12/04/06
        • 7928

        #2313
        The bottom line - Depeche Mode

        Like a cat
        Dragged in from the rain
        Who goes straight back out
        To do it all over again
        I'll be back for more
        It's something
        That is out of our hands
        Something we will never understand
        It's a hidden law
        The apple falls
        Destiny calls
        I follow you

        Like a pawn
        On the eternal board
        Who's never quite sure
        What he's moved towards
        I walk blindly on
        And heaven is in front of me
        Your heaven beckons me enticingly
        When I arrive
        It's gone
        The river flows
        The wise man knows
        I follow you

        I'm yearning
        I'm burning
        I feel love's wheels turning

        Like a moth on love's bright light
        I will get burned
        Each and every night
        I'm dying too
        The sun will shine
        The bottom line
        I follow you
        "Nulla si conosce interamente finché non vi si è girato tutt'attorno per arrivare al medesimo punto provenendo dalla parte opposta."
        Arthur Schopenhauer

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        • Grudge
          • 04/01/07
          • 10641

          #2314
          Litfiba - Animale Di Zona

          Al confine coi miei pensieri
          scivolo sull'erba dei campi
          onde su onde i desideri
          e sogno di averti al mio fianco
          ma segno la mia zona
          Son tonnellate le cose non dette fra noi
          e le carezze ai cuscini
          M'abbandono ai desideri
          e scivola la mano sui fianchi
          cerco amore coi soli pensieri
          e cado nei tuoi occhi salati
          Mi chiedi perché io gioco con le parole
          sai come va difendo la mia zona
          resto solo coi miei pensieri
          Nuoto nell'erba
          e passa il silenzio il mezzo a noi
          son l'animale che parla da solo col vento
          segno il mio confine
          questo e il mio limite di animale di zona
          Tu preferisci un'altra illusione alla realtà
          io uso parole come coriandoli di spine
          questo è il mio confine
          un autolimite di animale di zona
          di animale di zona...di animale di zona...
          Mother, did it need to be so high?

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          • Kyra
            Disappointed Idealist
            • 24/10/05
            • 22455

            #2315
            The Devlins - I Don't Wanna Be Like This


            I see you're angry with the things you did
            And I know you will be lost until
            You find a reason that can make you see my wish

            And now I'm watching as you swing your dress
            And your friends may cool your own distress
            But you could change it all with
            Just one kiss, one kiss

            'Cause I don't want to be like this... for too long

            And the words are racing through my head
            But they need to come from you instead
            So close your eyes and think of all the things you miss

            'Cause I don't want to be like this... for too long

            The days are growing colder now
            And I'm lost when you don't come around
            But you could change it all with
            Just one kiss, one kiss

            'Cause I don't want to be like this... for too long
            I'm laying down, eating snow
            My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
            On a bed of spider web
            I think of how to change myself

            A lot of hope in a one man tent
            There's no room for innocence
            So take me home before the storm
            Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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            • Revenge

              #2316
              La Crus - Mentimi

              Dimmi che il dolore non farà più male
              dimmi che la pioggia oggi non cadrà
              dimmi che qualcuno fermerà la guerra
              che il conto da pagare non arriverà

              mentimi mentimi mentimi
              voglio un'altra bugia
              voglio che sembri vera
              qualunque sia
              mentimi mentimi mentimi
              voglio un'altra bugia
              voglio un lieto fine
              qualunque sia

              Dimmi che lavoreremo un po' di meno
              dimmi che staremo meglio di così
              che non correremo dietro ad ogni treno
              solo per trovarci ovunque ma non qui

              mentimi mentimi mentimi…
              voglio un'altra bugia
              voglio che sembri vera
              qualunque sia
              mentimi mentimi mentimi
              voglio un'altra bugia
              voglio un lieto fine
              qualunque sia


              Dai, dimmi ancora che
              il mondo è bellissimo intorno a me
              col verde degli alberi
              le rose che crescono
              disegna le nuvole
              come sai fare tu

              Dimmi che il dolore
              non farà più male
              dimmi che la pioggia
              oggi non cadrà

              mentimi mentimi mentimi…
              voglio un'altra bugia
              voglio che sembri vera
              qualunque sia
              mentimi mentimi mentimi
              voglio un'altra bugia
              voglio un lieto fine
              qualunque sia

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              • dark lady
                la viaggiatrice
                • 09/03/05
                • 70502

                #2317
                Libera uscita
                (Liga)

                E non ci prendono i quarant'anni
                e non ci prenderà Bill Gates
                e non ci prendono coi sondaggi
                che non ci prendono con noi
                e non ci prendono vecchie balle
                nemmeno nuove nostalgie
                ci hanno promesso un grande futuro
                e poi ce l'han tolto c'han detto "scusate"
                e così sia

                e non ci prendono sul serio
                d'altronde non l'han fatto mai
                siam sempre stati il pesce d'aprile
                anche quando l'aspetti anche quando lo sai
                e non ci prendono comodamente
                nè con il loro dài e dài
                nè con il loro chi tace acconsente
                noi non abbiamo taciuto mai

                e non ci beccano più
                e non ci provano più
                non se lo chiedono più
                cosa facciamo qui nelle scarpe da corsa

                libera uscita
                in libero mondo
                libera scelta di dirlo io
                com'è che mi spendo...
                com'è... com'è

                e non ci mettono il costume
                e non ci prendono l'energia
                abbiamo deciso che crederci ancora
                non sia una brutta malattia
                e non ci cambiano il biglietto
                e non ci cambiano l'idea
                siam sempre stati quelli che loro dicevano
                sono già andati via

                e non ci beccano più
                e non ci provano più
                non se lo chiedono più
                cosa facciamo qui nelle nostre mutande

                libera uscita
                in libero mondo
                libera scelta di dirlo io
                com'è che mi spendo
                libera uscita
                senza rincorsa
                libera scelta di dirlo noi
                cos'è che abbiam perso...

                se c'è... se c'è.
                “Io e il mio gatto... siamo due randagi senza nome che non appartengono a nessuno e a cui nessuno appartiene” [cit. Colazione da Tiffany]

                Noi vogliamo cantare l'amor del pericolo, l'abitudine all'energia e alla temerità [cit: Manifesto futurista] .

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                • Kyra
                  Disappointed Idealist
                  • 24/10/05
                  • 22455

                  #2318
                  Regina Spektor - Samson


                  You are my sweetest downfall
                  I loved you first, I loved you first
                  Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
                  I have to go, I have to go
                  Your hair was long when we first met

                  Samson went back to bed
                  Not much hair left on his head
                  He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed
                  And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us
                  And the bible didn't mention us, not even once

                  You are my sweetest downfall
                  I loved you first, I loved you first
                  Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads
                  But they're just old light, they're just old light
                  Your hair was long when we first met

                  Samson came to my bed
                  Told me that my hair was red
                  Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
                  Oh I cut his hair myself one night
                  A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
                  And he told me that I'd done alright
                  And kissed me 'til the mornin' light, the mornin' light
                  And he kissed me 'til the mornin' light

                  Samson went back to bed
                  Not much hair left on his head
                  Ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
                  Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
                  Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one
                  And history books forgot about us
                  And the bible didn't mention us, not even once

                  You are my sweetest downfall
                  I loved you first
                  I'm laying down, eating snow
                  My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                  On a bed of spider web
                  I think of how to change myself

                  A lot of hope in a one man tent
                  There's no room for innocence
                  So take me home before the storm
                  Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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                  • _Lamia_
                    Opinionista
                    • 06/04/07
                    • 4629

                    #2319
                    Bloodhound Gang - The bad touch


                    Sweat baby, sweat baby,
                    sex is a Texas drought me
                    and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about
                    so put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts
                    Yes I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up
                    You've had enough of two-hand touch you want it rough you're out of bounds
                    I want you smothered want you covered like my Waffle House hashbrowns
                    Come quicker than FedEx never reach an apex like Coca-Cola stock you are inclined
                    to make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time

                    Do it now
                    you and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
                    so let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
                    do it again now
                    You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
                    so let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
                    Gettin' horny now

                    Love the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket
                    like the lost catacombs of Egypt only God knows where we stuck it
                    hieroglyphics? Let me be Pacific I wanna be down in your South Seas
                    but I got this notion that the motion of your ocean means "Small Craft Advisory"
                    so if I capsize on your thighs high tide, be five you sunk my battleship
                    please turn me on I'm Mister Coffee with an automatic drip
                    so show me yours I'll show you mine "Tool Time" you'll Lovett just like Lyle
                    and then we'll do it doggy style so we can both watch "X-Files"

                    Do it now
                    you and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
                    so let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
                    do it again now
                    You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
                    so let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
                    Gettin' horny now

                    You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
                    so let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
                    do it again now
                    You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
                    so let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
                    do it now
                    You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
                    so let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
                    do it again now
                    You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
                    so let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
                    Gettin' horny now

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                    • Novembre
                      Cynical person
                      • 12/04/06
                      • 7928

                      #2320
                      The Sky is Broken - Moby

                      See the storm is broken
                      in the middle of the night
                      nothing left here for me
                      it's washed away
                      the rain pushes
                      the buildings aside
                      the sky turns black
                      the sky
                      wash it far
                      push it out to sea
                      there's nothing left here
                      for me
                      i watch it lift up to the sky
                      i watch it crush me
                      and then i die

                      Speak to me baby
                      in the middle of the night
                      pull your mouth
                      close to mine
                      i can see the wind coming down
                      like black night
                      so speak to me
                      like the winds outside
                      it's broken up, pushing us
                      hear the rain fall
                      see the wind come to my eyes
                      see the storm broken
                      now nothing
                      speak to me baby
                      in the middle of the night
                      speak to me
                      hold your mouth to mine
                      'cause the sky is breaking
                      it's deeper than love
                      i know the way you feel
                      like the rains outside
                      speak to me
                      "Nulla si conosce interamente finché non vi si è girato tutt'attorno per arrivare al medesimo punto provenendo dalla parte opposta."
                      Arthur Schopenhauer

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                      • Kyra
                        Disappointed Idealist
                        • 24/10/05
                        • 22455

                        #2321
                        Depeche Mode - Dream On


                        As your bony fingers close around me
                        Long and spindly
                        Death becomes me
                        Heaven can you see what I see

                        Hey you pale and sickly child
                        You're death and living reconciled
                        Been walking home a crooked mile

                        Paying debt to karma
                        You party for a living
                        What you take won't kill you
                        But careful what you're giving

                        There's no time for hesitating
                        Pain is ready, pain is waiting
                        Primed to do it's educating

                        Unwanted, uninvited kin
                        It creeps beneath your crawling skin
                        It lives without it lives within you

                        Feel the fever coming
                        You're shaking and twitching
                        You can scratch all over
                        But that won't stop you itching

                        Can you feel a little love
                        Can you feel a little love

                        Dream on dream on

                        Blame it on your karmic curse
                        Oh shame upon the universe
                        It knows its lines
                        It's well rehearsed

                        It sucked you in, it dragged you down
                        To where there is no hallow ground
                        Where holiness is never found

                        Paying debt to karma
                        You party for a living
                        What you take won't kill you
                        But careful what you're giving

                        Can you feel a little love
                        Can you feel a little love

                        Dream on dream on

                        Can you feel a little love
                        Can you feel a little love

                        Dream on dream on
                        Dream on dream on
                        I'm laying down, eating snow
                        My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                        On a bed of spider web
                        I think of how to change myself

                        A lot of hope in a one man tent
                        There's no room for innocence
                        So take me home before the storm
                        Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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                        • Mitra
                          Cold?
                          • 22/10/08
                          • 2013

                          #2322
                          Angel - Sarah McLachlan

                          Spend all your time waiting
                          for that second chance
                          for a break that would make it okay
                          there's always one reason
                          to feel not good enough
                          and it's hard at the end of the day

                          I need some distraction
                          oh beautiful release
                          memory seeps from my veins
                          let me be empty
                          and weightless and maybe
                          I'll find some peace tonight

                          In the arms of an angel
                          fly away from here
                          from this dark cold hotel room
                          and the endlessness that you fear

                          You are pulled from the wreckage
                          of your silent reverie
                          you're in the arms of the angel
                          may you find some comfort there

                          So tired of the straight line
                          and everywhere you turn
                          there's vultures and thieves at your back
                          and the storm keeps on twisting
                          you keep on building the lie
                          that you make up for all that you lack

                          It don't make no difference
                          escaping one last time
                          it's easier to believe
                          in this sweet madness
                          oh this glorious sadness
                          that brings me to my knees

                          In the arms of an angel...

                          You're in the arms of the angel
                          may you find some comfort here
                          [FONT="Georgia"][LEFT][SIZE="2"]Non vogliamo pi

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                          • Novembre
                            Cynical person
                            • 12/04/06
                            • 7928

                            #2323
                            A pain that I'm used to - Depeche Mode

                            I'm not sure
                            What I'm looking for anymore
                            I just know
                            That I'm harder to console
                            I don't see who I'm trying to be
                            Instead of me
                            But the key
                            Is a question of control

                            Can you say
                            What you're trying to play, anyway?
                            I just pay
                            While you're breaking all the rules
                            All the signs that I find
                            Have been underlined
                            Devils thrive on the drive
                            That is fuelled

                            All this running around
                            Well, it's getting me down
                            Just give me a pain that I'm used to
                            I don't need to believe
                            All the dreams you conceive
                            You just need to achieve
                            Something that rings true

                            There's a hole in your soul
                            Like an animal
                            With no conscience
                            Repentance, unknown
                            Close your eyes
                            Pay the price for your paradise
                            Devils feed on the seeds
                            That are sown

                            Can't conceal what I feel
                            What I know is real
                            No mistaking the faking
                            I care
                            With a prayer in the air
                            I will leave it there
                            On a note full of hope
                            Not despair

                            All this running around
                            Well, it's getting me down
                            Just give me a pain that I'm used to
                            I don't need to believe
                            All the dreams you conceive
                            You just need to achieve
                            Something that rings true

                            All this running around
                            Well, it's getting me down
                            Just give me a pain that I'm used to
                            I don't need to believe
                            All the dreams you conceive
                            You just need to achieve
                            Something that rings true
                            "Nulla si conosce interamente finché non vi si è girato tutt'attorno per arrivare al medesimo punto provenendo dalla parte opposta."
                            Arthur Schopenhauer

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                            • Kyra
                              Disappointed Idealist
                              • 24/10/05
                              • 22455

                              #2324
                              The Offspring - The Noose


                              (Well our) souls are all mistaken in the same misguided way
                              We all end up forsaken, we're just choosing our own way
                              The future now incinerates before our very eyes
                              And leaves us with the emptiness of no more tries

                              (Well our) visions of our glory now have spiraled down the drain
                              The best of our intentions have come crashing down in flames
                              The depths of our despair we are unable to contain
                              It's shallow living

                              The noose is falling
                              And all my friends are crawling
                              The noose is falling
                              And enemies are rising
                              A truth appalling
                              Our maker comes a calling
                              The noose is falling
                              And enemies are rising

                              (Well the) tracers from a yesteryear are burning in the dust
                              Your bruises are reminders of naivete and trust
                              You're only feeling stronger cause your body's getting numb
                              Now I lay you down
                              Put the coins in your eyes
                              And blow the candles out

                              The noose is falling
                              And all my friends are crawling
                              The noose is falling
                              And enemies are rising
                              A truth appalling
                              Our maker comes a calling
                              The noose is falling
                              And enemies are rising
                              (2x)

                              No more! (No more!)
                              No more! (No more!)
                              Nothing!

                              No more! (No more!)
                              No more! (No more!)
                              Ever!
                              No! (No!)
                              More!
                              No! (No!)
                              More!

                              The noose is falling
                              And all my friends are crawling
                              The noose is falling
                              And enemies are rising
                              A truth appalling
                              Our maker comes a calling
                              The noose is falling
                              And enemies are rising

                              The noose is falling
                              And all my friends are crawling
                              The noose is falling
                              And enemies are rising
                              I'm laying down, eating snow
                              My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                              On a bed of spider web
                              I think of how to change myself

                              A lot of hope in a one man tent
                              There's no room for innocence
                              So take me home before the storm
                              Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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                              • Revenge

                                #2325
                                Dream theater - Pull me under


                                Lost in the sky
                                Clouds roll by and I roll with them
                                Arrows fly
                                Seas increase and then fall again

                                This world is spinning around me
                                This world is spinning without me
                                Every day sends future to past
                                Every breath leaves one less to my last

                                Watch the sparrow falling
                                Gives new meaning to it all
                                If not today nor yet tomorrow then some other day

                                Ill take seven lives for one
                                And then my only fathers son
                                As sure as I ever did love him
                                I am not afraid

                                This world is spinning around me
                                The whole world keeps spinning around me
                                All life is future to past
                                Every breath leaves me one less to my last

                                Pull me under pull me under
                                Pull me under Im not afraid
                                All that I feel in honor and spite
                                All I can do is set it right

                                Dust fills my eyes
                                Clouds roll by and I roll with them
                                Centuries cry
                                Orders fly and I fall again

                                This world is spinning inside me
                                The whole world is spinning inside of me
                                Every day sends future to past
                                Every step brings me closer to my last

                                Pull me under pull me under
                                Pull me under Im not afraid
                                Living my life too much in in the sun
                                Only until your will is done

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