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
Scisma - Tungsteno
For Kunsten Maa Vi Evig Vike
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For Art We Must Forever Yeld
Josh Joplin - Mr. new year's day
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E se uno riesce a rallegrarsi pure in sti momenti...
(la vagina gigante all'inizio)
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.
Branduardi - L'Uso Dell'Amore
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.
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L'ho trovato finalmente!
il più grande gruppo vivente, per il live più originale degli ultimi 10 anni, del concept più sperimentale di tutti i tempi.
Ultima modifica di nAn; 15-05-2007 alle 11:29
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VIAVIA
dietro il passo,
tump tump,
dietro il tasso,
tump tump,
per il cartiglio segreto
dell'
AHAHAHAHA
Via con me - Paolo Conte e Roberto Benigni
Mother, did it need to be so high?
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.
"Mi innamoravo di tutto" - di Fabrizio De Andrè
Arctic Monkeys - A view from the afternoon
[QUOTE=NewblAckclowN;633449]L'ho trovato finalmente!
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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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