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  • Mototopo
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    • 13/07/05
    • 12241

    #1

    I veri Pink Floyd

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  • Mototopo
    ma anche no!
    • 13/07/05
    • 12241

    #2
    Dark side 1973

    MONEY
    Money get away
    Get a good job with more pay and you're ok
    Money,it's a gas
    Grab that cash with both hans and make a stash
    new car,caviar,four star daydream
    think i'll buy me a football team

    money get away
    i'm alright Jack keep your hands off my stack
    money it's a hit
    don't give me that do goody good bullshit
    i'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set
    and i think i need a Lear jet

    money,it,s a crime
    share it fairly,but don't take a slice of my pie
    money,so they say
    is the root of all evil today
    but if you ask for a rise it's no a surprise that they're giving none away

    SOLDI

    Soldi, andate via
    Trovati un buon lavoro con pi
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    • Mototopo
      ma anche no!
      • 13/07/05
      • 12241

      #3
      dark side 1073

      US AND THEM
      Us and them
      And after all we're only ordinary men
      Me,and you
      God only knows it's not what we would choose to do
      Forward he cried from the rear
      And the front rank died
      And the general sat,and the lines on the map
      Moved from side to side
      Black and blue
      And who knows which is which and who is who
      Up and down
      And in the end it's only round and round and round
      Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
      The poster bearer cried
      Listen son,said the man with the gun
      there's room for you inside

      Down and out
      It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
      With,without
      And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about
      Out of the way, it's a busy day
      I've got things on my mind
      For wants of the price of a tea and a slice
      The old man died.

      NOI E LORO

      Noi e loro
      E dopo tutto siamo solo uomini comuni
      Io e tu
      Dio solo sa che non
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      • Mototopo
        ma anche no!
        • 13/07/05
        • 12241

        #4
        dark side 1973

        BRAIN DAMAGE

        The lunatic is on the grass
        The lunatic is on the grass
        Remembering games and daysy chains and laughs
        Got to keep the loonies on the path
        The lunatic is in the hall
        The lunatics are in my hall
        The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
        And every day the paper boy brings more
        And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
        And if there is no room upon the hill
        And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too
        I'll see on the dark side of the moon
        The lunatic is in my head
        The lunatic is in my head
        You raise the blade, you make the change
        You re-arrange me'till i'm sane
        You lock the door
        And throw away the key
        There's someone in my head but it's not me
        And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
        You shout and no one seems to hear
        And if the band yuor'e in starts playing different tunes
        I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

        DANNO MENTALE

        Il matto
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        • Mototopo
          ma anche no!
          • 13/07/05
          • 12241

          #5
          dark side 1973

          ECLIPSE
          All that you touch
          All that you see
          All that you taste
          All you feel
          All that you love
          All that you hate
          All you distrust
          All you save
          All that you give
          All that you deal
          All that you buy
          Beg, borrow or steal
          All you create
          All you destroy
          All that you do
          All that you say
          All that you eat
          Everyone you meet
          All that you slight
          Everyone you fight
          all that is now
          All that is gone
          All that's to come
          And everything under the sun is in tune
          But the sun is eclipsed by the moon

          ECLISSE

          Tutto ci
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          • Mototopo
            ma anche no!
            • 13/07/05
            • 12241

            #6
            Atom Heart Mother 1970

            If

            If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
            If I were a train, I'd be late.
            And if I were a good man,
            I'd talk to you
            More often than I do.

            If I were to sleep, I could dream.
            If I were afraid, I could hide.
            If I go insane, please don't put
            Your wires in my brain.

            If I were the moon, I'd be cool.
            If I were to rule, I would bend.
            If I were a good man, I'd understand
            The spaces between friends.

            If I were alone, I would cry.
            And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry.
            And if I go insane,
            Will you still let me join in the game?

            If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
            If I were a train, I'd be late again.
            If I were a good man,
            I'd talk with you
            More often than I do.

            Se

            Se fossi un cigno, me ne andrei.
            Se fossi un treno, sarei in ritardo.
            E se fossi un brav'uomo,
            parlerei con te
            pi
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            • Mototopo
              ma anche no!
              • 13/07/05
              • 12241

              #7
              atom.... 1970

              Fat Old Sun

              When the fat old sun in the sky is falling
              Summer evenin' birds are calling
              Summer sun do you travel yet
              The sound of music in my ears
              Distant bells, new mown grass
              Smells so sweet
              By the river holding hands
              Roll me up and lay me down
              And if you sit don't make a sound
              Pick your feet up off the ground
              And if you hear as the warm night falls
              The silver sound from a time so strange
              Sing to me, sing to me
              When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
              Summer evenin' birds are calling
              Children's laughter in my ears
              The last sunlight disappears
              And if you sit don't make a sound
              Pick your feet up off the ground
              And if you hear as the warm night falls
              The silver sound from a time so strange
              Sing to me, sing to me
              When that fat old sun in the sky is falling

              Vecchio sole panciuto

              Quando il vecchio sole panciuto tramonta in cielo
              Gli uccelli del crepuscolo estivo chiamano
              Sole estivo viaggi ancora?
              Il suono della musica nelle mie orecchie
              Campane lontane, l'erba tagliata di fresco
              Ha un profumo cos
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