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  • Doctor Lazza
    Padawan
    • 18/08/09
    • 248

    #2491
    Impressioni di settembre
    Premiata Forneria Marconi (PFM)

    Mogol - Pagani - Mussida

    (1971)

    Quante gocce di rugiada intorno a me
    cerco il sole, ma non c'
    [QUOTE]Utente windows--->quando scopa mette il preservativo perch

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    • Lex
      #trollingeveryday
      • 11/04/10
      • 6422

      #2492
      I rimasti edella generazione Beat oggi (data non casuale) a Modena festeggiano con un evento a tema, dovrebbe credo esserci l'equipe 84, ci va giust'appunto un mio amico rimasto


      Domani per
      schusa sono scemo
      si ono che sono scemo
      mi ritengo scemo

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      • conogelato
        Candle in the wind

        • 17/07/06
        • 66028

        #2493
        Originariamente Scritto da terra Visualizza Messaggio
        io la preferisco cantata da battisti.
        Eh...hai detto niente.....Stiamo parlando del nonplusultra. Che nostalgia!
        amate i vostri nemici

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        • Nicole9685
          Opinionista
          • 20/09/09
          • 1145

          #2494
          [B]Questa
          Tu la faccia da bambina,
          io la faccia da rapina,
          insieme come adrenalina e dopamina..

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          • Amazzoneblu
            L'alchimista
            • 28/09/09
            • 1429

            #2495
            La sta ascoltando spesso..ora capisco...

            Hurts – Wonderful life testo

            On a bridge across the seven on a saturday night,
            Susie meets the man of her dreams.
            He says that he got in trouble and if she doesn’t mind
            He doesn’t want the company
            But there’s something in the air
            They share a look in silence and everything is understood
            Susie grabs her man and puts a grip on his hand as the rain puts a tear in his eye.

            Don’t let go
            Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life
            Don’t let go
            Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life

            Driving through the city to the temple station,
            Cries into the leather sea
            And Susie knows the baby was a family man,
            But the world has got him down on his knees

            So she throws him at the wall and kisses burn like fire,
            And suddenly he starts to believe
            He takes her in his arms he doesn’t know why,
            But it seems that he begins to see

            Don’t let go
            Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life
            Don’t let go
            Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life
            Don’t let go
            Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life
            Don’t let go
            Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life

            Don’t let go
            Never give up
            Don’t let go
            Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life

            wonderful life, wonderful life, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful life

            Don’t let go
            Don’t let go

            Hurts – Wonderful life traduzione

            Su un ponte che attraversa la settima, in un sabato sera
            Susie incontra l’uomo dei suoi sogni
            Lui dice che
            [CENTER][I][SIZE="1"][COLOR="black"][COLOR="black"]Ecco perch

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            • Amazzoneblu
              L'alchimista
              • 28/09/09
              • 1429

              #2496
              Lithium-Nirvana

              I
              [CENTER][I][SIZE="1"][COLOR="black"][COLOR="black"]Ecco perch

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              • dajide
                D'Alessio Forever
                • 20/08/10
                • 3491

                #2497
                HIGHWAY TO HELL


                Living easy
                living free
                season ticket on a one way ride
                askin' nothing
                leave me be
                taking everything in my stride
                don't need reason
                don't need rhyme
                there ain't nothin' that I'd rather do
                going down
                party time
                my friends are gonna be there too
                I'm on the highway to hell
                highway to hell
                I'm on the highway to hell
                I'm on the highway to hell

                no stop sign
                speed limit
                nobody gonna slow us down
                like a wheel
                gonna spin it
                nobody gonna mess me around
                hey satan
                payin' my dues
                playing in a rocking band
                hey mumma
                just look at me
                I'm on the way to the promised land
                I'm on the highway to hell
                highway to hell
                on the highway to hell
                I'm on the highway to hell
                don't stop me

                I'm on the highway to hell
                I'm on the highway to hell
                I'm on the highway to hell
                on the highway to hell
                highway to hell
                I'm on the highway to hell
                I'm on the highway to hell
                I'm on the highway to hell
                and I'm goin' down
                all the way, way down
                I'm on the highway to hell





                Vivo tranquillamente, amo liberamente
                Abbonato per una corsa di sola andata
                Non chiedo nulla, lasciami stare
                Prendo tutto in un colpo solo
                Non ho bisogno di aver ragione o rima
                Non c
                "Non puoi fare nulla per smettere di invecchiare, ma potresti fare moltissimo... se volessi iniziare a crescere!"

                It's long way to the top, if you wanna rock'n'roll


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                • branca
                  Opinionista
                  • 08/08/07
                  • 664

                  #2498
                  No matter where I roam
                  I will come back to my English rose
                  For no bonds can ever tempt me from she
                  I've sailed the seven seas,
                  Flown the whole blue sky.
                  But I've returned with haste
                  To where my love does lie.
                  No matter where I go
                  I will come back to my English Rose
                  For nothing can ever tempt me from she.
                  I've searched the secret mists -
                  I've climbed the highest peaks
                  Caught the wild wind home
                  To hear her soft voice speak
                  No matter where I roam
                  I will come back to my English Rose
                  For no bonds can ever tempt me from she.
                  I've been to ancient worlds
                  I've scoured the whole universe
                  And caught the first train home
                  To be at her side.
                  No matter where I go
                  I will return to my English Rose
                  For no bonds, nothing and no-one can ever keep me from she
                  paul weller, English Rose
                  La mia Lola

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                  • Uffachenoia
                    Opinionista
                    • 01/10/10
                    • 74

                    #2499
                    Questa canzone mi d

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                    • conogelato
                      Candle in the wind

                      • 17/07/06
                      • 66028

                      #2500
                      La storia siamo noi, nessuno si senta offeso,
                      siamo noi questo prato di aghi sotto il cielo.
                      La storia siamo noi, attenzione, nessuno si senta escluso.
                      La storia siamo noi, siamo noi queste onde nel mare,
                      questo rumore che rompe il silenzio,
                      questo silenzio cos
                      amate i vostri nemici

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                      • Maynard
                        Opinionista
                        • 19/05/11
                        • 53

                        #2501
                        "Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
                        red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
                        lets me see.
                        As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
                        drawn beyond the lines of reason.
                        Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

                        Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
                        Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
                        Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.

                        Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
                        red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
                        lets me see there is so much more
                        and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.
                        As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
                        drawn outside the lines of reason.
                        Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

                        Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
                        Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.

                        Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
                        Reaching out to embrace the random.
                        Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.

                        I embrace my desire to
                        feel the rhythm, to feel connected
                        enough to step aside and weep like a widow
                        to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
                        to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
                        to swing on the spiral
                        of our divinity and still be a human.

                        With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
                        between the sounds and open wide to suck it in.
                        I feel it move across my skin.
                        I'm reaching up and reaching out.
                        I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
                        And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
                        We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.

                        Spiral out. Keep going..."



                        Traduzione :

                        Nero come bianco
                        "With my feet upon the ground I lose myself between the sounds and open wide to suck it in.
                        I feel it move across my skin.
                        I'm reaching up and reaching out. I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me... what ever will bewilder me. And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
                        We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been. Spiral out , keep, going."

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                        • Lex
                          #trollingeveryday
                          • 11/04/10
                          • 6422

                          #2502
                          male male, andava scritto secondo la sequenza di Fibonacci!
                          schusa sono scemo
                          si ono che sono scemo
                          mi ritengo scemo

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                          • Maynard
                            Opinionista
                            • 19/05/11
                            • 53

                            #2503
                            Sono su sto forum da 2 giorni e gia ti amo , Lex...

                            Eccoti il dottor Fibonacci ...

                            [1] black
                            [1] then
                            [2] white are
                            [3] all I see
                            [5] in my infancy
                            [8] red and yellow then came to be
                            [5] reaching out to me
                            [3] lets me see
                            [2] there is
                            [1] so
                            [1] much
                            [2] more and
                            [3] beckons me
                            [5] to look through to these
                            [8] infinite possibilities
                            [13] as below so above and beyond I imagine
                            [8] drawn beyond the lines of reason
                            [5] push the envelope
                            [3] watch it bend

                            "With my feet upon the ground I lose myself between the sounds and open wide to suck it in.
                            I feel it move across my skin.
                            I'm reaching up and reaching out. I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me... what ever will bewilder me. And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
                            We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been. Spiral out , keep, going."

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                            • dreaming stars
                              piccola cazzilla
                              • 28/03/05
                              • 4337

                              #2504
                              Tu sai difendermi e farmi male
                              Ammazzarmi e ricominciare
                              A prendermi vivo
                              Sei tutti i miei sbagli
                              A caduta libera
                              In cerca di uno schianto
                              Ma fin tanto che sei qui
                              Posso dirmi vivo
                              Tu affogando per respirare
                              Imparando anche a sanguinare
                              Nel giorno che sfugge
                              Il tempo reale sei tu
                              A difendermi e a farmi male
                              Sezionare la notte e il cuore
                              Per sentirmi vivo
                              In tutti i miei sbagli
                              Non m'importa molto se
                              Niente
                              per quanto si progetti, si pianifichi e si voglia, le cose vengono quando meno ce l'aspettiamo, dove mai penseremmo di trovarle

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                              • dark lady
                                la viaggiatrice
                                • 09/03/05
                                • 70446

                                #2505
                                L
                                “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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