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  • Babi86
    Fallen Angel
    • 03/06/05
    • 1043

    #301
    Mr Brightside

    [I]I'm coming out of my cage
    And I
    [COLOR=Navy]***Teneteveli stretti i vostri pezzi di ricordo

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    • Zazzauser
      Orribile grassone
      • 05/06/05
      • 5297

      #302
      Friedrich Schiller (1759-1805) - Musicato da Ludwig Van Beethoven (1770-1827)

      INNO ALLA GIOIA

      [i]O Freunde, nicht diese T
      [I][B][FONT="Century Gothic"][COLOR="Navy"]"...Cose errate che paiono giuste dapprima, ma per quanto ci

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      • kikka

        #303

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        • perfetto difettoso
          Casinista
          • 10/02/05
          • 2690

          #304
          Stanca, sembri solo stanca
          nella notte bianca
          d
          Sono l'eco di un uomo che svanisce

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          • kikka

            #305
            Scusa se pretendo
            dalla vita quello che
            forse non

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            • perfetto difettoso
              Casinista
              • 10/02/05
              • 2690

              #306
              Stanco di vedere le parole che muoiono
              stanco di vedere che le cose non cambiano
              stanco di dover restare all
              Sono l'eco di un uomo che svanisce

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              • Xilinx23
                The Count
                • 01/06/05
                • 41139

                #307
                Black Sabbath
                Paranoid


                Finished with my woman 'cause she couldn't help me with my mind
                People think I'm insane because I am frowning all the time
                All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy
                Think I'll lose my mind if I don't find something to pacify
                Can you help me, occupy my brain?
                Oh yeah
                I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find
                I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind
                Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry
                Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal
                And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state
                I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but it's too late
                Membro del Consiglio degli Admin


                [RIGHT][I]L'ironia

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                • baz
                  j'adore
                  • 08/02/05
                  • 1893

                  #308
                  Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest
                  From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
                  What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
                  What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

                  When I am king, you will be first against the wall
                  (with) your opinion which is of no consequence at all
                  What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
                  What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

                  Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
                  Kicking and squealing gucci little piggy
                  You don't remember
                  You don't remember
                  Why don't you remember my name?
                  Off with his head, man
                  Off with his head, man
                  Why don't you remember my name? I guess he does...

                  Rain down, rain down
                  Come on rain down on me
                  From a great height
                  From a great height... height...
                  Rain down, rain down
                  Come on rain down on me
                  From a great height
                  From a great height... height...
                  Rain down, rain down
                  Come on rain down on me

                  That's it sir
                  You're leaving
                  The crackle of pigskin
                  The dust and the screaming
                  The yuppies networking
                  The panic, the vomit
                  The panic, the vomit
                  God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!

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                  • kikka

                    #309
                    Troppo cerebrale per capire che si pu

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                    • perfetto difettoso
                      Casinista
                      • 10/02/05
                      • 2690

                      #310
                      Dolce
                      Sono l'eco di un uomo che svanisce

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                      • _ian
                        buongiorno un cazzo.
                        • 30/06/05
                        • 2637

                        #311
                        When I find myself in times of trouble
                        Mother Mary comes to me
                        Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
                        And in my hour of darkness
                        She is standing right in front of me
                        Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
                        Let it be, let it be.
                        Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

                        And when the broken hearted people
                        Living in the world agree,
                        There will be an answer, let it be.
                        For though they may be parted there is
                        Still a chance that they will see
                        There will be an answer, let it be.
                        Let it be, let it be. Yeah
                        There will be an answer, let it be.

                        And when the night is cloudy,
                        There is still a light that shines on me,
                        Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.
                        I wake up to the sound of music
                        Mother Mary comes to me
                        Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
                        Let it be, let it be.
                        There will be an answer, let it be.
                        Let it be, let it be,
                        Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
                        i am not here and this is not really happening.

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                        • perfetto difettoso
                          Casinista
                          • 10/02/05
                          • 2690

                          #312
                          Where is the moment we need it the most
                          You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
                          They tell me your blue sky's fade to grey
                          They tell me your passion's gone away
                          And I don't need no carryin' on

                          Stand in the line just to hit a new low
                          You're faking a smile with the coffee you go
                          You tell me your life's been way off line
                          You're falling to pieces everytime
                          And I don't need no carryin' on

                          Cause you had a bad day
                          You're taking one down
                          You sing a sad song just to turn it around
                          You say you don't know
                          You tell me don't lie
                          You work at a smile and you go for a ride
                          You had a bad day
                          The camera don't lie
                          You're coming back down and you really don't mind
                          You had a bad day
                          You had a bad day

                          Well you need a blue sky holiday
                          The point is they laugh at what you say
                          And I don't need no carryin' on

                          You had a bad day
                          You're taking one down
                          You sing a sad song just to turn it around
                          You say you don't know
                          You tell me don't lie
                          You work at a smile and you go for a ride
                          You had a bad day
                          The camera don't lie
                          You're coming back down and you really don't mind
                          You had a bad day

                          Sometimes the system goes on the blink
                          And the whole thing it turns out wrong
                          You might not make it back and you know
                          That you could be well oh that strong
                          Well I'm not wrong

                          So where is the passion when you need it the most
                          Oh you and I
                          You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

                          Cause you had a bad day
                          You're taking one down
                          You sing a sad song just to turn it around
                          You say you don't know
                          You tell me don't lie
                          You work at a smile and you go for a ride
                          You had a bad day
                          You've seen what you like
                          And how does it feel for one more time
                          You had a bad day
                          You had a bad day
                          You had a bad day
                          You had a bad day
                          Sono l'eco di un uomo che svanisce

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                          • fra
                            Opinionista
                            • 23/06/05
                            • 18

                            #313
                            Cosa ho davanti, non riesco pi

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                            • fra
                              Opinionista
                              • 23/06/05
                              • 18

                              #314
                              Hello darkness my old friend,
                              I've come to talk with you again
                              Because a vision softly creeping
                              left it's seeds while I was sleeping
                              And the vision that was planted in my brain
                              still remains, within the sounds of silence

                              In restless dreams I walked alone,
                              narrow streets of cobblestone
                              'neath the halo of a streetlamp
                              I turned my collar to the cold and damp
                              when my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
                              split the night... and touched the sound of silence

                              And in the naked light I saw
                              ten thousand people maybe more
                              people talking without speaking
                              people hearing without listening
                              people writing songs that voices never share
                              noone dare, disturb the sound of silence

                              Fools said I you do not know,
                              silence like a cancer grows,
                              hear my words that I might teach you
                              take my arms that I might reach you
                              but my words, like silent raindrops fell...
                              and echoed the will of silence

                              And the people bowed and prayed,
                              to the neon god they made
                              And the sign flashed out its warning
                              in the words that it was forming
                              And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
                              are written on the subway walls, and tenement halls
                              and whisper the sounds of silence."

                              the sound of silence. simon & garfunkel.

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                              • baz
                                j'adore
                                • 08/02/05
                                • 1893

                                #315

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