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  • errezerotre
    shake your mind!
    • 18/01/07
    • 3679

    #1471
    Dream theater -Scenes from a memory- The Spirit Carries On

    [Nicholas:]
    Where did we come from?
    Why are we here?
    Where do we go when we die?
    What lies beyond
    And what lay before?
    Is anything certain in life?

    They say " Life is too short"
    "The here and the now"
    And " You`re only given one shot"
    But could there be more
    Have I lived before
    Or could this be all that we`ve got?

    If I die tomorrow
    I`d be alright
    Because I believe
    That after we`re gone
    The spirit carries on

    I used to be frightened of dying
    I used to think death was the end
    But that was before
    I`m not scared anymore
    I know that my soul will transcend

    I may never find all the answers
    I may never understand why
    I may never prove
    What I know to be true
    But I know that I still have to try

    If I die tomorrow
    I`d be alright
    Because I believe
    That after we`re gone
    The spirit carries on

    [Victoria:]
    "Move on, be brave
    Don`t weep at my grave
    Because I`m no longer here
    But please never let
    Your memories of me disappear"

    [Nicholas:]
    Safe in the light that surrounds me
    Free of the fear and the pain
    My questioning mind
    Has help me to find
    The meaning in my life again
    Victoria`s real
    I finally feel
    At peace with the girl in my dreams
    And now that I`m here
    It`s perfectly clear
    I found out what all of this means

    If I die tomorrow
    I`d be alright
    Because I believe
    That after we`re gone
    The spirit carries on

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    • errezerotre
      shake your mind!
      • 18/01/07
      • 3679

      #1472
      Mercanti di liquore- Cecco il mugnaio


      Forza venite gente, correte, correte, è scoppiata la guerra!
      Vi si comanda perciò di prender le armi e lasciar questa terra
      il vostro re vi guida alla vittoria, ritornerete carichi di gloria

      E tutti quanti dicon di si, e sono già pronti a partire
      soltanto Cecco il mugnaio stavolta ha deciso di disobbedire

      Forza venite gente, correte, correte, è scoppiata la fame
      Vi si comanda perciò di portare a palazzo ogni avanzo di pane
      il vostro re dev'essere nutrito, venite a soddisfare il suo appetito

      E tutti quanti dicon di si e sono già pronti a partire
      soltanto Cecco il mugnaio decide di nuovo di disobbedire

      Forza venite gente, correte, correte, è scoppiato il dolore
      Vi si comanda perciò di non bere più vino e non fare all'amore
      il vostro re si strugge nel tormento, quindi si faccia eco al suo lamento

      E tutti quanti dicon di si e sono già pronti a partire
      soltanto Cecco il mugnaio, continua tranquillo a disobbedire

      Forza venite gente, correte, correte, è scoppiata la peste
      Vi si comanda perciò di chiudervi in casa e serrar le finestre
      dimenticate dunque questa vita, il vostro re dichiara che è finita

      E tutti quanti dicon di si, e sono già pronti a morire
      soltanto Cecco il mugnaio decide di nuovo di disobbedire

      Ora il villaggio è deserto e nelle contrade non c'è più nessuno
      freddo percorre le strade un vento cattivo, fratello del fumo
      resta soltanto Cecco che ride a gran voce tra i muri di corte
      disobbediente alla fame, alla sete, al dolore e persino alla morte.

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      • nAn
        non ho pi
        • 16/02/07
        • 2996

        #1473
        Argh.
        Metropolis P. II, quanti ricordi....sob.
        AHAHAHAHA
        AhahahahA
        AHAHAHAHA
        AHAHA
        AHA
        H
        A
        VIAVIA
        dietro il passo,
        tump tump,
        dietro il tasso,
        tump tump,
        per il cartiglio segreto
        dell'
        AHAHAHAHA

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        • errezerotre
          shake your mind!
          • 18/01/07
          • 3679

          #1474
          Metropolis P. II, quanti ricordi....sob.
          A chi lo dici... ho tutta una fetta della mia vita legata a quel disco..

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          • nAn
            non ho pi
            • 16/02/07
            • 2996

            #1475
            BlackWater Park - Opeth

            Confessor
            Of the tragedies in man
            Lurking in the core of us all
            The last dying call for the everlost
            Brief encounters, bleeding pain
            Lepers coiled neath the trees
            Dying men in bewildered soliloquys
            Perversions bloom round the bend
            Seekers, lost in their quest
            Ghosts of friends frolic
            under the waning moon
            It is the year of death
            Wielding his instruments
            Stealth sovereign reaper
            Touching us with ease
            Infecting the roots in an instant
            Burning crop of disease
            I am just a spectator
            An advocate documenting the loss
            Fluttering with conceit
            This doesn't concern me yet
            Still far from the knell
            Taunting their bereavement
            Mod round the dead
            Point fingers at the details
            Probing vomits for more
            Caight in unbridled suspense
            We have all lost it now
            Catching the flakes of dismay
            Born the travesty of man
            Regular pulse midst pandemonium
            You're plucked to the mass
            Parched with thirst for the wicked
            Sick liaisons raised this monumental mark
            The sun sets forever over Blackwater park

            IL testo.
            AHAHAHAHA
            AhahahahA
            AHAHAHAHA
            AHAHA
            AHA
            H
            A
            VIAVIA
            dietro il passo,
            tump tump,
            dietro il tasso,
            tump tump,
            per il cartiglio segreto
            dell'
            AHAHAHAHA

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            • Cybil
              Opinionista
              • 01/03/07
              • 1820

              #1476
              [COLOR="Teal"]VASCO ROSSI - LIBERI... LIBERI

              ci fosse stato
              un motivo per stare qui
              ti giuro sai
              sarei rimasto s
              Basilicata Is On My Mind

              Comment

              • conteburlone
                Opinionista
                • 16/02/07
                • 38

                #1477
                [QUOTE=Cybil;593034][COLOR="Teal"]VASCO ROSSI - LIBERI... LIBERI


                ........Vasco non mi fa impazzire....ma con certi testi (questo
                "......via via vieni via con me niente pi

                Comment

                • Cybil
                  Opinionista
                  • 01/03/07
                  • 1820

                  #1478
                  [QUOTE=conteburlone;593659][QUOTE=Cybil;593034][COLOR="Teal"]VASCO ROSSI - LIBERI... LIBERI


                  ........Vasco non mi fa impazzire....ma con certi testi (questo
                  Basilicata Is On My Mind

                  Comment

                  • Cybil
                    Opinionista
                    • 01/03/07
                    • 1820

                    #1479
                    [COLOR="Teal"]VASCO ROSSI - STUPENDO

                    Basilicata Is On My Mind

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                    • Cybil
                      Opinionista
                      • 01/03/07
                      • 1820

                      #1480
                      RHCP - MY FRIENDS

                      my friends are so depressed
                      i feel the question
                      of your loneliness
                      confide... 'cause i'll be on your side
                      you know i will, you know i will

                      x girlfriend called me up
                      alone and desperate
                      on the prison phone
                      they want... to give her 7 years
                      for being sad

                      i love all of you
                      hurt by the cold
                      so hard and lonely too
                      when you don't know yourself

                      my friends are so distressed
                      and standing on
                      the brink of emptiness
                      no words... i know of to express
                      this emptiness

                      imagine me taught by tragedy
                      release is peace

                      i heard a little girl
                      and what she said
                      was something beautiful
                      to give... your love
                      no matter what
                      it's what she said
                      Basilicata Is On My Mind

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                      • coeur renouvel
                        Opinionista
                        • 11/02/07
                        • 219

                        #1481
                        Per sempre...un attimo- Moreno Dapit


                        La neve e

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                        • Grudge
                          • 04/01/07
                          • 10641

                          #1482
                          Bob Dylan - American Pie

                          A long long time ago
                          I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
                          And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance
                          and maybe they'd be happy for a while.
                          But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver
                          Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step

                          I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride
                          But something touched me deep inside The day the Music Died

                          So bye bye Miss American Pie
                          Drove my chevy to the levee
                          But the levee was dry
                          And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
                          Singin' this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die.

                          Did you write the book of love And do you have faith in God above?
                          If the Bible tells you so.
                          Do you believe in Rock 'n Roll? Can music save your mortal soul?
                          And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

                          Well, I know that you're in love with him 'cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
                          You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rythmny blues

                          I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck.
                          But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died

                          I stared singin' bye bye Miss American Pie
                          Drove my chevy to the levee
                          But the levee was dry
                          And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
                          Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die.

                          Now for ten years we've been on our own
                          And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
                          But that's not how it used to be
                          When the jester sang for the King and Queen
                          In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
                          And a voice that came from you and me

                          Oh, and while the King was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown
                          The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned
                          And while Lennon read a book of Marx The court kept practice in the park
                          And we sang dirges in the dark
                          The day the Music Died.

                          We were singing bye bye Miss American Pie
                          Drove my chevy to the levee
                          But the levee was dry
                          Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
                          Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die.

                          Helter-Skelter in a summer swelter The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter
                          Eight Miles High and falling fast
                          It landed foul out on the grass The players tried for a forward pass
                          But the jester's on the sidelines in a cast

                          Now the half-time air was sweet perfume While the sargeants played a marching tune
                          We all got up to dance But we never got the chance
                          'cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield
                          Do you recall what was reveiled
                          the day the Music Died?

                          We stared singing bye bye Miss American Pie
                          Drove my chevy to the levee
                          But the levee was dry
                          Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
                          Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die.

                          Oh, and there we were all in one place
                          A generation Lost in Space
                          With no time left to start again
                          So come on, Jack be nimble Jack be quick
                          Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
                          'cause fire is the Devil's only friend

                          Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
                          My hands were clenched in fists of rage
                          No angel born in hell Could break that Satan's spell
                          And as the flames climbed high into the night
                          To light the sacrifical rite
                          I saw Satan laughing with delight
                          The day the Music Died

                          He was singing bye bye Miss American Pie
                          Drove my chevy to the levee
                          But the levee was dry
                          Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
                          Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die.

                          I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news
                          But she just smiled and turned away
                          I went down to the sacred store Where I'd heard the music years before
                          But the man there said the music woudn't play

                          And in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
                          But not a word was spoken The Church bells all were broken
                          And three men I admire most The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
                          They caught the last train for the coast The Day the Music Died.

                          And they were singing bye bye Miss American Pie
                          Drove my chevy to the levee
                          But the levee was dry
                          Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
                          Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die.

                          They were singing bye bye Miss American Pie
                          Drove my chevy to the levee
                          But the levee was dry
                          Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
                          Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die.
                          Mother, did it need to be so high?

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                          • mat
                            Il Magnifico
                            • 20/05/05
                            • 17786

                            #1483
                            Prince
                            Sign 'O' The Times


                            Oh yeah!
                            In France, a skinny man died of a BIG disease with a little name
                            By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same
                            At home there are 17-year-old boys and their idea of fun
                            Is being in a gang called The Disciples
                            High on crack and totin' a machine gun

                            Time
                            Times

                            Hurricane Annie ripped the ceiling of a church and killed everyone inside
                            U turn on the telly and every other story is tellin' U somebody died
                            A sister killed her baby cuz she couldn't afford 2 feed it
                            And yet we're sending people 2 the moon
                            In September, my cousin tried reefer 4 the very first time
                            Now he's doing horse - it's June

                            Times
                            Times

                            It's silly, no?
                            When a rocket ship explodes and everybody still wants 2 fly
                            But some say a man ain't happy unless a man truly dies
                            Oh why?

                            Time
                            Time

                            Baby make a speech, Star Wars fly
                            Neighbors just shine it on
                            But if a night falls and a bomb falls
                            Will anybody see The Dawn?

                            Time
                            Times

                            Is it silly, no?
                            When a rocket blows and.. and everybody still wants 2 fly
                            Some say a man ain't happy truly until a man truly dies
                            Oh why, oh why?
                            Sign "O" the times

                            Time
                            Time

                            Sign "O" the times mess with your mind
                            Hurry before it's 2 late
                            Let's fall in love, get married, have a baby
                            We'll call him Nate
                            If it's a boy


                            Time
                            Times

                            Times
                            Time
                            Moderatore Debate Square

                            "Era un mondo adulto, si sbagliava da professionisti"
                            - P. Conte -


                            Angst essen Seele auf

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                            • mat
                              Il Magnifico
                              • 20/05/05
                              • 17786

                              #1484
                              Originariamente Scritto da EloDron Visualizza Messaggio
                              Bob Dylan - American Pie
                              Bob Dylan?
                              Non
                              Moderatore Debate Square

                              "Era un mondo adulto, si sbagliava da professionisti"
                              - P. Conte -


                              Angst essen Seele auf

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                              • Grudge
                                • 04/01/07
                                • 10641

                                #1485
                                Litfiba - Prima Guardia

                                Torri come pere, il silenzio
                                Mother, did it need to be so high?

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