Paul Stanley - Live To Win
Paul Stanley - Live To Win
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Live to win, 'till you die, 'till the light dies in your eyesOriginariamente Scritto da beat
Live to win, take it all, just keep fighting 'till you fall
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.
Paranoid - Black Sabbath
"Pensa prima di agire"
breakestra - stand up!
grand national - talk amongst yourselves (sasha rmx)
mentre le ombre si allungano
cosa resta di me?
Regina Spektor - On The Radio
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.
"Va pensiero sull'ali dorate", Giuseppe Verdi, coro dall'opera "Aida", Wiener Philarmonicher Orchestra und Wiener Chorus, direttore non me lo ricordo...
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For Art We Must Forever Yeld
easy star all-stars - airbag (cover radiohead) (ft. horace andy)
mentre le ombre si allungano
cosa resta di me?
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"Zombie" - Cranberries
“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] .
Toto - Africa
it's gonna take a lot to take me away from you..
there's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
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.
Tv on the Radio, "Wolf like me".
بناهاى آباد گردد خراب
ز باران و از تابش آفتاب
پى افكندم از نظم كاخي بلند
كه از باد و باران نيابد گزند
از آن پس نميرم كه من زنده*ام
كه تخم سخن را پراكنده*ام
هر آنكس كه دارد هش و راى و دين
پس از مرگ بر من كند آفرين
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