David Bowie & Massive Attack - "Nature Boy"
C'era un ragazzo,
un ragazzo molto strano
un sognatore
dicono che andò
molto lontano, molto lontano
per terra e per mare
un po' timido
con gli occhi tristi,
ma era molto saggio
e poi un giorno, un giorno magico,
egli incontrò la mia strada
e mentre parlavamo
di tante cose,
di pazzi e di re
mi disse questo
"La cosa più grande
che tu possa imparare
è amare
e lasciarti amare"
una dedica per la buonanotte
Moderatori: devotional, Miss Kaleid
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Sister of night79
- Ultra member
- Messaggi: 1540
- Iscritto il: mer feb 08, 2006 1:18 pm
- Località: Basildon, UK
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
running over the same old ground. What have we found?
The same old fears,
wish you were here.
Pink floyd - Wish you were here
"Ma del tuo amore si vanno tingendo le mie parole.
Tutto ti prendi tu, tutto...."
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
running over the same old ground. What have we found?
The same old fears,
wish you were here.
Pink floyd - Wish you were here
"Ma del tuo amore si vanno tingendo le mie parole.
Tutto ti prendi tu, tutto...."
Faithless - Not Ennuf Love
Now when you climb
Into your bed tonight
And when you lock
And hold the door
Just think of those
Out in the cold and dark
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
Now when you climb
And when you lock
Just think of those
out in the cold and dark
'Cause there is not enough love to go round.
Until you wake up
You people need a shake up
You take up so much time
Worrying, Scurrying,
Here, there,
Losing your hear
No money to spare
No love to share
No wonder you appear under pressure from here
You look fresh, yeah
But all I got is dirt in my hear
My nightmares manifest,
But I can escape
Yours is in your chest
With no formal shape
The tape is running
I push the button to send
Upon each other we all depend
Message end
Whoever asks my name
Or where I came from
People fear contamination
If they chary too long
I carry a strong
Sin of despair
It's in the air
I'm broken and hard to repair
I may mistaken be
But I patiently wait
On the pad to humanity
I sit at the gates
Now when you climb
Into your bed tonight
And when you lock
And hold the door
Just think of those
Out in the cold and dark
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
Now when you climb
Into your bed tonight
And when you lock
And hold the door
Just think of those
Out in the cold and dark
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
Dirty, Cold, Hurting, Soul,
Down the river
My liver in bad condition
Like my skin
Rain falling, once again
I'm in my bed
Hurt the time in
I'm gonna struggle for air
There's hair in my food
When I get it usually someone already half ate it
Touch it, not to let it
Get me down
But my head starting to pad
People go round, and round and round
From one I get a cigarette
A little more love found
But the ground is still wet
My chief are chattering
And there's a spattering of seeds
Sometimes I lose all feeling in my feet
When I sleep I'll do my deep in the mainstream
But unaccountably my heart was growing
Small and mean
A hurry past
Ridged people I pretend I haven't seen
But there's money in my pocket
And my clothes are clean?
I said money in my pocket
But I just can't give no love
Money in my pocket
But I just can't give no love
Now when you climb
Into your bed tonight
And when you lock
And hold the door
Just think of those
Out in the cold and dark
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
Now when you climb
Into your bed tonight
And when you lock
And hold the door
Just think of those
Out in the cold and dark
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
Now when you climb
And when you lock
Just think of those
out in the cold and dark
'Cause there is not enough love to go round.
Until you wake up
You people need a shake up
You take up so much time
Worrying, Scurrying,
Here, there,
Losing your hear
No money to spare
No love to share
No wonder you appear under pressure from here
You look fresh, yeah
But all I got is dirt in my hear
My nightmares manifest,
But I can escape
Yours is in your chest
With no formal shape
The tape is running
I push the button to send
Upon each other we all depend
Message end
Whoever asks my name
Or where I came from
People fear contamination
If they chary too long
I carry a strong
Sin of despair
It's in the air
I'm broken and hard to repair
I may mistaken be
But I patiently wait
On the pad to humanity
I sit at the gates
Now when you climb
Into your bed tonight
And when you lock
And hold the door
Just think of those
Out in the cold and dark
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
Now when you climb
Into your bed tonight
And when you lock
And hold the door
Just think of those
Out in the cold and dark
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
Dirty, Cold, Hurting, Soul,
Down the river
My liver in bad condition
Like my skin
Rain falling, once again
I'm in my bed
Hurt the time in
I'm gonna struggle for air
There's hair in my food
When I get it usually someone already half ate it
Touch it, not to let it
Get me down
But my head starting to pad
People go round, and round and round
From one I get a cigarette
A little more love found
But the ground is still wet
My chief are chattering
And there's a spattering of seeds
Sometimes I lose all feeling in my feet
When I sleep I'll do my deep in the mainstream
But unaccountably my heart was growing
Small and mean
A hurry past
Ridged people I pretend I haven't seen
But there's money in my pocket
And my clothes are clean?
I said money in my pocket
But I just can't give no love
Money in my pocket
But I just can't give no love
Now when you climb
Into your bed tonight
And when you lock
And hold the door
Just think of those
Out in the cold and dark
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
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darkessa
- Ultra member
- Messaggi: 1849
- Iscritto il: mar giu 28, 2005 9:52 am
- Località: deep black city
Seven second - Youssou N'Dour(feat. Neneh Cherry)
Boul ma sene, boul ma guiss madi re nga fokni mane
Khamouma li neka thi sama souf ak thi guinaw
Beugouma kouma khol oaldine yaw li neka si yaw
mo ne si man, li ne si mane moye dilene diapale
Roughneck and rudeness,
We should be using, on the ones who practice wicked charms
For the sword and the stone
Bad to the bone
Battle is not over
Even when it's won
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
Of the tone the skin is living in
CHORUS
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting (x3)
J'assume les raisons qui nous poussent de changer tout,
J'aimerais qu'on oublie leur couleur pour qu'ils esperent
Beaucoup de sentiments de race qui font qu'ils desesperent
Je veux les portes grandements ouvertes,
Des amis pour parler de leur peine, de leur joie
Pour qu'ils leur filent des infos qui ne divisent pas
Changer
CHORUS
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
Of the tone of the skin he's living in
And there's a million voices
And there's a million voices
To tell you what she should be thinking
So you better sober up for just a second
Boul ma sene, boul ma guiss madi re nga fokni mane
Khamouma li neka thi sama souf ak thi guinaw
Beugouma kouma khol oaldine yaw li neka si yaw
mo ne si man, li ne si mane moye dilene diapale
Roughneck and rudeness,
We should be using, on the ones who practice wicked charms
For the sword and the stone
Bad to the bone
Battle is not over
Even when it's won
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
Of the tone the skin is living in
CHORUS
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting (x3)
J'assume les raisons qui nous poussent de changer tout,
J'aimerais qu'on oublie leur couleur pour qu'ils esperent
Beaucoup de sentiments de race qui font qu'ils desesperent
Je veux les portes grandements ouvertes,
Des amis pour parler de leur peine, de leur joie
Pour qu'ils leur filent des infos qui ne divisent pas
Changer
CHORUS
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
Of the tone of the skin he's living in
And there's a million voices
And there's a million voices
To tell you what she should be thinking
So you better sober up for just a second
a questa....
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salvodepeche
- Angel
- Messaggi: 11767
- Iscritto il: gio ott 10, 2002 2:05 pm
- Località: Siracusa - The Land of Love
- Contatta:
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DriveANYWHERE
- Ultra member
- Messaggi: 1321
- Iscritto il: mar mag 27, 2003 12:23 am
- Località: Roma
Your charming voice is calling me
And step by step you set me free
My urge too strong my body weak
The curse in mind for wich I seek
These walls
Were built to last
Memories were always born here
Decades of youth
And centuries of silence
Welcome cannibals
Your dark embrace consoling me
Your fading lights forgotten beauty
And everything I see is taking strength
Away from me
Inhale the last one
Why hesitate?
What is this violence you pray for
You talk about science, biology and gods
Now look me straight into the eye
I have all you ever asked for
Diary Of Dreams - Cannibals
And step by step you set me free
My urge too strong my body weak
The curse in mind for wich I seek
These walls
Were built to last
Memories were always born here
Decades of youth
And centuries of silence
Welcome cannibals
Your dark embrace consoling me
Your fading lights forgotten beauty
And everything I see is taking strength
Away from me
Inhale the last one
Why hesitate?
What is this violence you pray for
You talk about science, biology and gods
Now look me straight into the eye
I have all you ever asked for
Diary Of Dreams - Cannibals
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martinlgore
- Ultra member
- Messaggi: 2289
- Iscritto il: dom nov 13, 2005 11:38 pm
- Località: Santa Barbara California on the bed with Martin, London city in the week end with Martin.
It doesn't take a genius to tell me what I am
Or lecture me with poetry, and tell me that I can.
I don't remember what happened yesterday
I don't give a damn about what all those people say.
It takes years to find the nerve to be apart from what you've done
To find the truth inside yourself and not depend on anyone.
It takes years to find the nerve to be apart from what you've done
To find the truth inside yourself and not depend on anyone.
It don't take no Houdini to tell me what I am.
Parasites and literasites they 'd burn me if they can.
But I don't give a damn about what those people say
They pick you up and kick you out, they hurt you every day.
It takes years to find the nerve to be apart from what you've done
To find the truth inside yourself and not depend on anyone.
It takes years to find the nerve to be apart from what you've done
To find the truth inside yourself and not depend on anyone.
It takes years to find the nerve to be apart from what you've done
To find the truth inside yourself and not depend on anyone.
new order - all the way
Or lecture me with poetry, and tell me that I can.
I don't remember what happened yesterday
I don't give a damn about what all those people say.
It takes years to find the nerve to be apart from what you've done
To find the truth inside yourself and not depend on anyone.
It takes years to find the nerve to be apart from what you've done
To find the truth inside yourself and not depend on anyone.
It don't take no Houdini to tell me what I am.
Parasites and literasites they 'd burn me if they can.
But I don't give a damn about what those people say
They pick you up and kick you out, they hurt you every day.
It takes years to find the nerve to be apart from what you've done
To find the truth inside yourself and not depend on anyone.
It takes years to find the nerve to be apart from what you've done
To find the truth inside yourself and not depend on anyone.
It takes years to find the nerve to be apart from what you've done
To find the truth inside yourself and not depend on anyone.
new order - all the way
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strangelove74
- Ultra member
- Messaggi: 1905
- Iscritto il: ven mag 30, 2003 6:02 pm
- Località: Constantly out of reach
Con questa.. nn puo' che essere una buona notte... 
Father figure - George Michael
Ecco tutto quello che volevo
Qualcosa di speciale, qualcosa di sacro
Nei tuoi occhi
Solo per un attimo
essere audace e nudo
al tuo fianco
A volte penso che non mi capirai mai
Forse stavolta è per sempre
Dimmi che potrebbe essere così
Ecco tutto quello che volevi
Qualcosa di splendido, qualcuno di fedele
Nella tua vita
Solo per un istante
Essere appassionata e nuda
Al mio fianco
A volte penso che non mi capirai mai
Ma qualcosa mi dice che insieme
Potremmo essere felici
Amore sarò la tua figura paterna
metti la tua piccola mano nella mia
(mi piacerebbe)
sarò il tuo maestro predicatore
(essere il tuo papà)
qualunque cosa tu abbia in mente
(mi farebbe)
sarò la tua figura paterna
(molto felice)
ne ho avuto abbastanza di crimini
(per favore lasciami fare)
sarò la persona che ti amerà
fino alla fine dei giorni
ecco tutto quello che volevo
ma qualche volta l'amore può essere scambiato
per una colpa
ecco tutto ciò che desideravo
soltanto vedere gli occhi della mia piccola
brillare
stavolta penso che il mio amore
mi capisce
se abbiamo fiducia l'uno nell'altro
allora possiamo essere
forti
se tu sei il deserto io sarò il mare
se devi desiderare ardentemente desidera me
qualunque cosa chiederai io sarò quella cosa...
quindi quando ti tornano in mente quegli uomini che ti hanno mentito
che dicevano di tenere a te
ma che hanno riso quando tu piangevi
tesoro non pensare a me
perchè tutto quello che ho mai desiderato
è nei tuoi occhi, bambina
e l'amore non può mentire,no?
(salutami con lo sguardo di un bambino)
il mio amore mi dice sempre così?
(il paradiso è un bacio e un sorriso)
devi soltanto tener duro
io non ti lascerò andare via, piccola mia
io sarò tuo padre
sarò il tuo pastore
sarò il tuo papà
sarò quello che ti amerà
fino alla fine dei giorni
Father figure - George Michael
Ecco tutto quello che volevo
Qualcosa di speciale, qualcosa di sacro
Nei tuoi occhi
Solo per un attimo
essere audace e nudo
al tuo fianco
A volte penso che non mi capirai mai
Forse stavolta è per sempre
Dimmi che potrebbe essere così
Ecco tutto quello che volevi
Qualcosa di splendido, qualcuno di fedele
Nella tua vita
Solo per un istante
Essere appassionata e nuda
Al mio fianco
A volte penso che non mi capirai mai
Ma qualcosa mi dice che insieme
Potremmo essere felici
Amore sarò la tua figura paterna
metti la tua piccola mano nella mia
(mi piacerebbe)
sarò il tuo maestro predicatore
(essere il tuo papà)
qualunque cosa tu abbia in mente
(mi farebbe)
sarò la tua figura paterna
(molto felice)
ne ho avuto abbastanza di crimini
(per favore lasciami fare)
sarò la persona che ti amerà
fino alla fine dei giorni
ecco tutto quello che volevo
ma qualche volta l'amore può essere scambiato
per una colpa
ecco tutto ciò che desideravo
soltanto vedere gli occhi della mia piccola
brillare
stavolta penso che il mio amore
mi capisce
se abbiamo fiducia l'uno nell'altro
allora possiamo essere
forti
se tu sei il deserto io sarò il mare
se devi desiderare ardentemente desidera me
qualunque cosa chiederai io sarò quella cosa...
quindi quando ti tornano in mente quegli uomini che ti hanno mentito
che dicevano di tenere a te
ma che hanno riso quando tu piangevi
tesoro non pensare a me
perchè tutto quello che ho mai desiderato
è nei tuoi occhi, bambina
e l'amore non può mentire,no?
(salutami con lo sguardo di un bambino)
il mio amore mi dice sempre così?
(il paradiso è un bacio e un sorriso)
devi soltanto tener duro
io non ti lascerò andare via, piccola mia
io sarò tuo padre
sarò il tuo pastore
sarò il tuo papà
sarò quello che ti amerà
fino alla fine dei giorni
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DriveANYWHERE
- Ultra member
- Messaggi: 1321
- Iscritto il: mar mag 27, 2003 12:23 am
- Località: Roma
Sylvia's Mother
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy, too busy to come to the phone
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's trying, to start a new life of her own
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's happy, so why don't you leave her alone
And the operator says Forty cents more, for the next three minutes
Please Mrs. Avery I just got to talk to her
I'll only keep her a while
Please Mrs. Avery I just want to tell her
Goodbye
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's packing, she's going be leaving today
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's marrying, a fellow down Galveston-Way
Sylvia's mother says Please don't say nothing, to make her start crying and stay
And the operator says Forty cents more, for the next three minutes
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's hurrying, she's catching the nine o'clock train
Sylvia's mother says Take your umbrella, cause Sylvia it's starting to rain
And Sylvia's mother says Thank you for calling and sir won't you come back again
And the operator says Forty cents more, for the next three minutes
Tell her goodbye
Please, tell her goodbye
Goodbye
by Dr. Hook
ne consiglio vivamente l'ascolto almeno 1 volta nella vita ...
buonanotte!!
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy, too busy to come to the phone
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's trying, to start a new life of her own
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's happy, so why don't you leave her alone
And the operator says Forty cents more, for the next three minutes
Please Mrs. Avery I just got to talk to her
I'll only keep her a while
Please Mrs. Avery I just want to tell her
Goodbye
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's packing, she's going be leaving today
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's marrying, a fellow down Galveston-Way
Sylvia's mother says Please don't say nothing, to make her start crying and stay
And the operator says Forty cents more, for the next three minutes
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's hurrying, she's catching the nine o'clock train
Sylvia's mother says Take your umbrella, cause Sylvia it's starting to rain
And Sylvia's mother says Thank you for calling and sir won't you come back again
And the operator says Forty cents more, for the next three minutes
Tell her goodbye
Please, tell her goodbye
Goodbye
by Dr. Hook
ne consiglio vivamente l'ascolto almeno 1 volta nella vita ...
buonanotte!!
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darkessa
- Ultra member
- Messaggi: 1849
- Iscritto il: mar giu 28, 2005 9:52 am
- Località: deep black city
Black Hole Sun - Soundgarden
In my eyes, indisposed
In disguise as no one knows
Hides the face, lies the snake
The sun in my disgrace
Boiling heat, summer stench
'Neath the black the sky looks dead
Call my name through the cream
And I'll hear you scream again
Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Won't you come
Won't you come
Stuttering, cold and damp
Steal the warm wind tired friend
Times are gone for honest men
And sometimes far too long for snakes
In my shoes, a walking sleep
And my youth I pray to keep
Heaven send Hell away
No one sings like you anymore
Hang my head, drown my fear
Till you all just disappear
In my eyes, indisposed
In disguise as no one knows
Hides the face, lies the snake
The sun in my disgrace
Boiling heat, summer stench
'Neath the black the sky looks dead
Call my name through the cream
And I'll hear you scream again
Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Won't you come
Won't you come
Stuttering, cold and damp
Steal the warm wind tired friend
Times are gone for honest men
And sometimes far too long for snakes
In my shoes, a walking sleep
And my youth I pray to keep
Heaven send Hell away
No one sings like you anymore
Hang my head, drown my fear
Till you all just disappear