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The motorway won't take a horse
The wanderer has found a course to follow
The traveller unpacked his bags for the last time
The troubadour cut off his hand and now he wants mine
Oh no, not me.
The circus girl fell off her horse and now shes paralysed
The hitchiker was bound and gagged, raped on the roadside
The libertine is locked in jail
The pirate sunk and broke his sail
But I still have to go
I've got to go, so here i go
I'm going to run the risk of being free
The magicians secrets all revealed
And the preachers lies are all concealed
And all our heroes lack any conviction
They shout through the bars of cliche and addiction
So i've got to go
I've got to go, so here i go
I'm going to run the risk of being free
And in this drought of truth and invention
Whoever shouts the loudest gets the most attention
So we pass the mic and they've got nothing to say except:
"Bow down, bow down, bow down to your god"
Then we hit the floor
And make ourselves and idol to bow before,
Well i can't
And i wont
Bow down
Anymore.
patrick wolf - the libertine
tibet libero
The wanderer has found a course to follow
The traveller unpacked his bags for the last time
The troubadour cut off his hand and now he wants mine
Oh no, not me.
The circus girl fell off her horse and now shes paralysed
The hitchiker was bound and gagged, raped on the roadside
The libertine is locked in jail
The pirate sunk and broke his sail
But I still have to go
I've got to go, so here i go
I'm going to run the risk of being free
The magicians secrets all revealed
And the preachers lies are all concealed
And all our heroes lack any conviction
They shout through the bars of cliche and addiction
So i've got to go
I've got to go, so here i go
I'm going to run the risk of being free
And in this drought of truth and invention
Whoever shouts the loudest gets the most attention
So we pass the mic and they've got nothing to say except:
"Bow down, bow down, bow down to your god"
Then we hit the floor
And make ourselves and idol to bow before,
Well i can't
And i wont
Bow down
Anymore.
patrick wolf - the libertine
tibet libero
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I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Ooooh Oooh Oooh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
A te che mi hai regalato due splendidi giorni a Parigi, e che mi dai gioia ogni giorno. Quante volte avranno passato questa canzone? Ho perso il conto, ma ormai non posso fare a meno di pensare a te ogni volta che l'ascolto.
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Ooooh Oooh Oooh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
A te che mi hai regalato due splendidi giorni a Parigi, e che mi dai gioia ogni giorno. Quante volte avranno passato questa canzone? Ho perso il conto, ma ormai non posso fare a meno di pensare a te ogni volta che l'ascolto.
Semplicemente per te, che mi hai fatto compagnia fino ad ora rinunciando alla tua cena.
Grazie per tutto-
You dont have to touch it to know
Love is everywhere you go
You dont have to touch it to feel
Love is every second we steal
Love is love is nothing without you
Love is love is everything you do
Open up your eyes
And you will see
Love is love is everything to me
You dont have to touch it to be
Wrapped up in emotion like me
Everyone must feel how I do, yeah
Love is just to be close to you
And you know that love is love
Its written in black and blue
And everything you say
Must bring her closer, closer to you
Love is love is nothing without you
Love is love is everything you do
Grazie per tutto-
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Di solito qui viene visualizzato un video da YouTube. Contatta un amministratore.
You dont have to touch it to know
Love is everywhere you go
You dont have to touch it to feel
Love is every second we steal
Love is love is nothing without you
Love is love is everything you do
Open up your eyes
And you will see
Love is love is everything to me
You dont have to touch it to be
Wrapped up in emotion like me
Everyone must feel how I do, yeah
Love is just to be close to you
And you know that love is love
Its written in black and blue
And everything you say
Must bring her closer, closer to you
Love is love is nothing without you
Love is love is everything you do
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se chiudo gli occhi il tuo sangue si gela all’istante vedo il ghiaccio che cola dentro la tua bocca ancora dentro la tua bocca ancora sai, per quanto bello sia soffrire di un idea di te che non c’è più è controproducente e come piangere per niente eppure questa è la poesia ha ragione la città che fa rumore e dà la voglia di andar via è come avere dentro una marea che sale contro è come un onda nera che trasforma tutto in sera
se chiudo gli occhi il tuo sangue si gela all’istante vedo il ghiaccio che cola dentro la tua bocca ancora dentro la tua bocca ancora sai, per quanto bello sia soffrire di un idea di te che non c’è più è controproducente e come piangere per niente eppure questa è la poesia ha ragione la città che fa rumore e dà la voglia di andar via è come avere dentro una marea che sale contro è come un onda nera che trasforma tutto in sera
mia
Here is the house
Where it all happens
Those tender moments
Under this roof
Body and soul come together
As we come closer together
And as it happens
It happens here
In this house
And I feel your warmth
And it feels like home
And there's someone
Calling on the telephone
Let's stay home
It's cold outside
And I have so much
To confide to you
With or without words
I'll confide everything
Here is the house
Where it all happened
Those tender moments
Under this roof
Body and soul come together
As we come closer together
And as it happens
It happens here
In this house
So we stay at home
And I'm by your side
And you know
What's going on inside
Inside my heart
Inside this house
And I just want to
Let it out for you
And I feel your warmth
And it feels like home
And I feel your warmth
And it feels like home
Here is the house
Where it all happened
Those tender moments
Under this roof
Body and soul come together
As we come closer together
Here is the house
Where it all happens
Those tender moments
Under this roof
Body and soul come together
As we come closer together
And as it happens
It happens here
In this house
And I feel your warmth
And it feels like home
And there's someone
Calling on the telephone
Let's stay home
It's cold outside
And I have so much
To confide to you
With or without words
I'll confide everything
Here is the house
Where it all happened
Those tender moments
Under this roof
Body and soul come together
As we come closer together
And as it happens
It happens here
In this house
So we stay at home
And I'm by your side
And you know
What's going on inside
Inside my heart
Inside this house
And I just want to
Let it out for you
And I feel your warmth
And it feels like home
And I feel your warmth
And it feels like home
Here is the house
Where it all happened
Those tender moments
Under this roof
Body and soul come together
As we come closer together
- Lettera 22
- Ghost Of Modern Times

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higherlove ha scritto:che bella...nostalgia degli anni '80, in cui tutto era più bello, più naturale, più semplice...
posso prenderne un po' vangua?![]()
bestnights
Fennicella ha scritto:Mi accodo...
Che nostalgia
(Notato solo ora le risposte..) ..mi fa piacere abbiate apprezzato!
In effetti, a parte la sigla di per sè con la meravigliosa Chanson Balladée di Guillaume de Machault, la trasmissione era un esempio emblematico di come la Rai al tempo, in quanto emittente pubblica, non rincorresse l'audience come fa oggi al pari di una televisione commerciale ..
p.s.: ma che classe e bellezza aveva Paola Perissi?..
Viene bene con amiche ubriache in macchina
Ti penso piano senza volerlo dentro un pensiero segreto
cerco riparo nel mio silenzio sperando sia un buon nascondiglio
ogni istante insieme a te è minaccia dolce sento il pericolo perché
è troppo facile innamorarsi di te e tu lo sai
sorridimi ancora così prima di uccidermi
cerco il tuo sguardo salto nel vuoto un altro ostacolo è caduto
e non c'è dubbio non uno solo che l' impossibile sia vero
le tue parole sono le prove che scorri tu nelle mie vene
è troppo facile innamorarsi di te e tu lo sai
sorridimi ancora così prima di uccidermi
hai tutto il mondo in una mano e già predici il mio futuro
mentre mi scoppia il cuore sai che indietro non puoi più tornare
è troppo facile innamorarsi di te e tu lo sai
sorridimi ancora così prima di uccidermi
il video è di là, ma ha qualcosa di "finto semplice" che mi piace...sia nel testo che nella musica.
Ti penso piano senza volerlo dentro un pensiero segreto
cerco riparo nel mio silenzio sperando sia un buon nascondiglio
ogni istante insieme a te è minaccia dolce sento il pericolo perché
è troppo facile innamorarsi di te e tu lo sai
sorridimi ancora così prima di uccidermi
cerco il tuo sguardo salto nel vuoto un altro ostacolo è caduto
e non c'è dubbio non uno solo che l' impossibile sia vero
le tue parole sono le prove che scorri tu nelle mie vene
è troppo facile innamorarsi di te e tu lo sai
sorridimi ancora così prima di uccidermi
hai tutto il mondo in una mano e già predici il mio futuro
mentre mi scoppia il cuore sai che indietro non puoi più tornare
è troppo facile innamorarsi di te e tu lo sai
sorridimi ancora così prima di uccidermi
il video è di là, ma ha qualcosa di "finto semplice" che mi piace...sia nel testo che nella musica.


