[O.T.] Testi delle vostre canzoni preferite!
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Onslaught - Antitheist
Anti-Christ or an angel in time
It's another fucking holy day
Say a prayer a celebration of life
A slave to the bible and a slave to the mind
Church of the trinity church in dust
Bound by affinity cast in rust
Blessed is the anger within my soul
Bow to your master I will not be controlled
Freedom of speech
Is my freedom of thinking
You made me pray to a god
That I would never believe in
I'm scarred
Deep are the wounds that you gave me
The scars that can never be healed
I'm scarred
This is the way that you saved me
The way that you raised me
The way you made me scarred
Life or death
Is the cross that you wear
Of the faith that you follow blind
Sanitized
By the spirit of fire
In the name of the father
In an age of denial
Lamb of impurity lamb is slain
Black is the sheep
I will not be shamed
Hate with a passion
Through primal years
Thine is the kingdom
But mine is a life without fear
Freedom of speech
Is my freedom of thinking
You made me pray to a god
That I would never believe in
I'm scarred
Deep are the wounds that you gave me
The scars that can never be healed
I'm scarred
This the way that you saved me
The way that you raised me
The way you made me scarred
Reject your world of wonder
In search of something real
Reject the pain I suffer
My life was never yours to steal
Fuck religion and fuck your god
Fuck the bible and fuck your cross
I'm scarred
Deep are the wounds that you gave me
The scars that can never be healed
I'm scarred
This the way that you saved me
The way that you raised me
The way you made me scarred
Deep are the wounds that you gave me
The scars that can never be healed
I'm scarred
This the way that you saved me
The way that you raised me
The way you made me scarred
Anti-Christ or an angel in time
It's another fucking holy day
Say a prayer a celebration of life
A slave to the bible and a slave to the mind
Church of the trinity church in dust
Bound by affinity cast in rust
Blessed is the anger within my soul
Bow to your master I will not be controlled
Freedom of speech
Is my freedom of thinking
You made me pray to a god
That I would never believe in
I'm scarred
Deep are the wounds that you gave me
The scars that can never be healed
I'm scarred
This is the way that you saved me
The way that you raised me
The way you made me scarred
Life or death
Is the cross that you wear
Of the faith that you follow blind
Sanitized
By the spirit of fire
In the name of the father
In an age of denial
Lamb of impurity lamb is slain
Black is the sheep
I will not be shamed
Hate with a passion
Through primal years
Thine is the kingdom
But mine is a life without fear
Freedom of speech
Is my freedom of thinking
You made me pray to a god
That I would never believe in
I'm scarred
Deep are the wounds that you gave me
The scars that can never be healed
I'm scarred
This the way that you saved me
The way that you raised me
The way you made me scarred
Reject your world of wonder
In search of something real
Reject the pain I suffer
My life was never yours to steal
Fuck religion and fuck your god
Fuck the bible and fuck your cross
I'm scarred
Deep are the wounds that you gave me
The scars that can never be healed
I'm scarred
This the way that you saved me
The way that you raised me
The way you made me scarred
Deep are the wounds that you gave me
The scars that can never be healed
I'm scarred
This the way that you saved me
The way that you raised me
The way you made me scarred
Quello che il bruco chiama fine del mondo il resto del mondo chiama farfalla.
(Lao Tse)
Ridi, e il mondo riderà con te; piangi, e piangerai da solo.
(Dae-Su, Oldboy - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OoFJYI9xrmc)
Evil eye - Twisted smile - Laughing as you cry
(Lao Tse)
Ridi, e il mondo riderà con te; piangi, e piangerai da solo.
(Dae-Su, Oldboy - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OoFJYI9xrmc)
Evil eye - Twisted smile - Laughing as you cry
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Dedicata a tutte le ragazze del mondo (oddio, non proprio a tutte)
Nella sabbia che scotta
Mi son preso una cotta
Sotto il sole che abbronza
Ho incontrato una gonza
hey ci stai fiky fiky con me?
facciamo fiky fiky insieme? dai! dai!
hey ci stai fiky fiky con me?
facciamo fiky fiky insieme?
Sei tutta bagnata
In questa estate infuocata
Esci dall'acqua eccitata
Sotto l'albero di cioccolata
hey ci stai fiky fiky con me?
facciamo fiky fiky insieme? dai! dai!
hey ci stai fiky fiky con me?
facciamo fiky fiky insieme?
La voglia che sale
Nel pensier di leccare
Di mangiar di pensare
Di succhiare un bel mango?
hey ci stai fiky fiky con me?
facciamo fiky fiky insieme? dai! dai!
hey ci stai fiky fiky con me?
facciamo fiky fiky insieme?
Ce l'hai tutta in bocca
Questa voglia che scocca
Piano piano ti scende
E diventa crescente
Nella sabbia che scotta
Mi son preso una cotta
Sotto il sole che abbronza
Ho incontrato una gonza
hey ci stai fiky fiky con me?
facciamo fiky fiky insieme? dai! dai!
hey ci stai fiky fiky con me?
facciamo fiky fiky insieme?
Sei tutta bagnata
In questa estate infuocata
Esci dall'acqua eccitata
Sotto l'albero di cioccolata
hey ci stai fiky fiky con me?
facciamo fiky fiky insieme? dai! dai!
hey ci stai fiky fiky con me?
facciamo fiky fiky insieme?
La voglia che sale
Nel pensier di leccare
Di mangiar di pensare
Di succhiare un bel mango?
hey ci stai fiky fiky con me?
facciamo fiky fiky insieme? dai! dai!
hey ci stai fiky fiky con me?
facciamo fiky fiky insieme?
Ce l'hai tutta in bocca
Questa voglia che scocca
Piano piano ti scende
E diventa crescente
“E' vero che in Russia i bambini mangiavano i comunisti?"
"Magari è il contrario, no?"
"Ecco, mi sembrava strano che c'avessero dei bambini così feroci.”
"Magari è il contrario, no?"
"Ecco, mi sembrava strano che c'avessero dei bambini così feroci.”
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The Damned - Amen
This is my house please come on in
It's time to cleanse yourself of sin
Get thee down upon your knees
'Cos non-belief is a disease, Amen
Come all ye faithful, heed the bells
This trip could save you all from hell
Burning crosses through the night
Come and join the holly fight, Amen
So you hear your shephard calling
My wraith won't be denied
Don't stand there looking sheepish
Come and join the flock inside
Who says these people are insane
It's only brainwash, quite humane
A thousand channels take your pick
Another mystic lunatic, Amen
Think you can challenge me come on
I've seen 'em all off one by one
Old Gallileo's long forgot
Though he was right and we were not, Amen
Deliver you from evil
That never was the plan
To those who fall for this one
Deserve the lousy hand
This twisted truth, this slight of hand
Has kept the devil in command
Beyond those gates up in the sky
Sign up now for apple pie, Amen
This is my house please come on in
It's time to cleanse yourself of sin
Get thee down upon your knees
'Cos non-belief is a disease, Amen
Come all ye faithful, heed the bells
This trip could save you all from hell
Burning crosses through the night
Come and join the holly fight, Amen
So you hear your shephard calling
My wraith won't be denied
Don't stand there looking sheepish
Come and join the flock inside
Who says these people are insane
It's only brainwash, quite humane
A thousand channels take your pick
Another mystic lunatic, Amen
Think you can challenge me come on
I've seen 'em all off one by one
Old Gallileo's long forgot
Though he was right and we were not, Amen
Deliver you from evil
That never was the plan
To those who fall for this one
Deserve the lousy hand
This twisted truth, this slight of hand
Has kept the devil in command
Beyond those gates up in the sky
Sign up now for apple pie, Amen
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L'arte dello storytelling ai massimi livelli.
Wu Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M.
[Intro: Raekwon the Chef, Method Man]
What that nigga want God?
Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger shit)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby
Word up, two for fives them niggaz got garbage down the way, word up
KnowhatI'msayin?
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get...)
Yeah, check this ol fly shit out
Word up
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me) Take you on a natural joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) Here we here we go
(dolla dolla bill y'all) Check this shit, yo!
[Verse One: Raekwon the Chef]
I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Staying alive was no jive
At second hands, moms bounced on old men
So then we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot
And let's start it like this son, rollin with this one
And that one, pullin out gats for fun
But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin woolies at sixteen
And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
Making my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed, for cracks and weed
The combination made my eyes bleed
No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white boys in ball courts
My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and tuff like leather
Figured out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick ass click and went all out
Catchin keys from across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Move from the gate now
[Chorus: Method Man]
Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all
[Verse Two: Inspector Deck]
It's been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
I peep at the shape of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deep
A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed; I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin drugs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not... could not...
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin -- going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I learned life is hell
Living in the world no different from a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base
Smokin bones in the staircase
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may help you maintain
to learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the truth to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
That what? That life is hectic
[Outro:]
[Chorus -- 4X]
Niggas gots to do what they gotta do, to get a bill
YaknowhatI'msayin?
Cuz we can't just get by no more
Word up, we gotta get over, straight up and down
[Chorus -- 3X]
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M.
get the money
Dolla dolla bill y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll, YEAH
Wu Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M.
[Intro: Raekwon the Chef, Method Man]
What that nigga want God?
Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger shit)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby
Word up, two for fives them niggaz got garbage down the way, word up
KnowhatI'msayin?
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get...)
Yeah, check this ol fly shit out
Word up
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me) Take you on a natural joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) Here we here we go
(dolla dolla bill y'all) Check this shit, yo!
[Verse One: Raekwon the Chef]
I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Staying alive was no jive
At second hands, moms bounced on old men
So then we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot
And let's start it like this son, rollin with this one
And that one, pullin out gats for fun
But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin woolies at sixteen
And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
Making my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed, for cracks and weed
The combination made my eyes bleed
No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white boys in ball courts
My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and tuff like leather
Figured out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick ass click and went all out
Catchin keys from across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Move from the gate now
[Chorus: Method Man]
Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all
[Verse Two: Inspector Deck]
It's been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
I peep at the shape of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deep
A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed; I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin drugs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not... could not...
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin -- going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I learned life is hell
Living in the world no different from a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base
Smokin bones in the staircase
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may help you maintain
to learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the truth to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
That what? That life is hectic
[Outro:]
[Chorus -- 4X]
Niggas gots to do what they gotta do, to get a bill
YaknowhatI'msayin?
Cuz we can't just get by no more
Word up, we gotta get over, straight up and down
[Chorus -- 3X]
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M.
get the money
Dolla dolla bill y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll, YEAH
I was having fish n chips with my dad this week. He had cod, I had plaice. He said: good cod! I said, space is the plaice! - Sun Ra
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Costruire
N. Fabi
Chiudi gli occhi
immagina una gioia
molto probabilmente
penseresti a una partenza
ah si vivesse solo di inizi
di eccitazioni da prima volta
quando tutto ti sorprende e
nulla ti appartiene ancora
penseresti all'odore di un libro nuovo
a quello di vernice fresca
a un regalo da scartare
al giorno prima della festa
al 21 marzo al primo abbraccio
a una matita intera la primavera
alla paura del debutto
al tremore dell'esordio
ma tra la partenza e il traguardo
nel mezzo c'è tutto il resto
e tutto il resto è giorno dopo giorno
e giorno dopo giorno è
silenziosamente costruire
e costruire è potere e sapere
rinunciare alla perfezione
ma il finale è di certo più teatrale
così di ogni storia ricordi solo
la sua conclusione
così come l'ultimo bicchiere l'ultima visione
un tramonto solitario l'inchino e poi il sipario
tra l'attesa e il suo compimento
tra il primo tema e il testamento
nel mezzo c'è tutto il resto
e tutto il resto è giorno dopo giorno
e giorno dopo giorno è
silenziosamente costruire
e costruire è sapere e potere
rinunciare alla perfezione
ti stringo le mani
rimani qui
cadrà la neve
a breve
N. Fabi
Chiudi gli occhi
immagina una gioia
molto probabilmente
penseresti a una partenza
ah si vivesse solo di inizi
di eccitazioni da prima volta
quando tutto ti sorprende e
nulla ti appartiene ancora
penseresti all'odore di un libro nuovo
a quello di vernice fresca
a un regalo da scartare
al giorno prima della festa
al 21 marzo al primo abbraccio
a una matita intera la primavera
alla paura del debutto
al tremore dell'esordio
ma tra la partenza e il traguardo
nel mezzo c'è tutto il resto
e tutto il resto è giorno dopo giorno
e giorno dopo giorno è
silenziosamente costruire
e costruire è potere e sapere
rinunciare alla perfezione
ma il finale è di certo più teatrale
così di ogni storia ricordi solo
la sua conclusione
così come l'ultimo bicchiere l'ultima visione
un tramonto solitario l'inchino e poi il sipario
tra l'attesa e il suo compimento
tra il primo tema e il testamento
nel mezzo c'è tutto il resto
e tutto il resto è giorno dopo giorno
e giorno dopo giorno è
silenziosamente costruire
e costruire è sapere e potere
rinunciare alla perfezione
ti stringo le mani
rimani qui
cadrà la neve
a breve
"la spaccherei come il frutto dell'Eden" (cit. Satana in autobus)
Esponente del "Salutoconiglismo (cit. fritz)"
Esponente del "Salutoconiglismo (cit. fritz)"
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Toots & The Maytals - Bam Bam
I want you to know that I am the man who
Fight for the right, not for the wrong
Going there, I'm growing there
Helping the weak against the strong
Soon you will find out the man I'm supposed to be
Help this man, don't trouble no man
But if you trouble that man it will bring a bam bam
What a bam bam
Bam bam
See that?
Bam bam
It will bring a bam bam
Can you see that?
Ah… (it will bring a bam bam)
What a bam bam (what a bam bam)
Can you see that? (what a bam bam)
Hear what I say (what a bam bam)
Yeah hey (what a bam bam)
(what a bam bam…)
This man, don't trouble no man
He know you go to nourish man
This man, don't trouble no man
This man is friend and is trying to trouble no man
That's if you trouble this man
It going to bring a bam bam
What a bam bam
Get a bam bam…
I want you to know that I am the man who
Fight for the right, not for the wrong
Going there, I'm growing there
Helping the weak against the strong
Soon you will find out the man I'm supposed to be
Help this man, don't trouble no man
But if you trouble that man it will bring a bam bam
What a bam bam
Bam bam
See that?
Bam bam
It will bring a bam bam
Can you see that?
Ah… (it will bring a bam bam)
What a bam bam (what a bam bam)
Can you see that? (what a bam bam)
Hear what I say (what a bam bam)
Yeah hey (what a bam bam)
(what a bam bam…)
This man, don't trouble no man
He know you go to nourish man
This man, don't trouble no man
This man is friend and is trying to trouble no man
That's if you trouble this man
It going to bring a bam bam
What a bam bam
Get a bam bam…
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Brian Eno - By This River
Here we are
Stuck by this river,
You and I
Underneath a sky that's ever falling down, down, down
Ever falling down.
Through the day
As if on an ocean
Waiting here,
Always failing to remember why we came, came, came:
I wonder why we came.
You talk to me
as if from a distance
And I reply
With impressions chosen from another time, time, time,
From another time.
Here we are
Stuck by this river,
You and I
Underneath a sky that's ever falling down, down, down
Ever falling down.
Through the day
As if on an ocean
Waiting here,
Always failing to remember why we came, came, came:
I wonder why we came.
You talk to me
as if from a distance
And I reply
With impressions chosen from another time, time, time,
From another time.
"Cantare è di chi ama"
Sant'Agostino
"Lo smalto non mi piace, in compenso dovresti curare un po' le mani, iniziano a vedersi troppo i segni del tempo..." (cit.)
Sant'Agostino
"Lo smalto non mi piace, in compenso dovresti curare un po' le mani, iniziano a vedersi troppo i segni del tempo..." (cit.)
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PER VOI!!!!
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Frank Zappa - Tengo na minchia tanta
Ah, tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Devi usare un pollo
Devi usare un pollo
Se me la vuoi tastar
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Devi usare un pollo
Se me la vuoi misurar
Devi usare un pollo
Se me la vuoi tastar
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Guarda che se la mangia
E mentre se la sta a pappa'
Chiedimi che cosa fa
Se la sta a succhia'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia
Devi usare un pollo
Devi usare . . . se la vuoi misurar
Devi usare un pollo
Se me la vuoi tastar
Tengo na minchia tanta
Phyllis: That Tishman . . .
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Phyllis: 'Til this day I don't know what he's talking about!
Tengo na minchia da tastar
Mmmmm
Come on, baby
Come on, baby, suck my fire!
Oh yeah . . .
Guarda che se la mangia
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Guarda che se la mangia
Mentre se la sta a pappa'
Chiedimi che cosa fa
Ma e chiaro! Se la sta a succhia'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Guarda che se la mangia
Guarda che se la mangia e se la sta a succhia'
Darling
Darling
Darling
Look at your sister
Do something like that, thanks
Devi usare un pollo
Devi usarlo per misurar
Phyllis: Frank!
Aynsley: . . . this is the Mothers of Invention movie!
Phyllis: But . . .
Cosi' me la potrai succhiar
You both suck in stereo
Jesus!
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia
Tengo na minchia tanta
Ah, tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Devi usare un pollo
Devi usare un pollo
Se me la vuoi tastar
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Devi usare un pollo
Se me la vuoi misurar
Devi usare un pollo
Se me la vuoi tastar
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Guarda che se la mangia
E mentre se la sta a pappa'
Chiedimi che cosa fa
Se la sta a succhia'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia
Devi usare un pollo
Devi usare . . . se la vuoi misurar
Devi usare un pollo
Se me la vuoi tastar
Tengo na minchia tanta
Phyllis: That Tishman . . .
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Phyllis: 'Til this day I don't know what he's talking about!
Tengo na minchia da tastar
Mmmmm
Come on, baby
Come on, baby, suck my fire!
Oh yeah . . .
Guarda che se la mangia
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Guarda che se la mangia
Mentre se la sta a pappa'
Chiedimi che cosa fa
Ma e chiaro! Se la sta a succhia'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Guarda che se la mangia
Guarda che se la mangia e se la sta a succhia'
Darling
Darling
Darling
Look at your sister
Do something like that, thanks
Devi usare un pollo
Devi usarlo per misurar
Phyllis: Frank!
Aynsley: . . . this is the Mothers of Invention movie!
Phyllis: But . . .
Cosi' me la potrai succhiar
You both suck in stereo
Jesus!
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia accussi'
Tengo na minchia tanta
Tengo na minchia
Tengo na minchia tanta
Re: [O.T.] Testi delle vostre canzoni preferite!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ofy0EiUk_Q
LOIN DANS LE TEMPS
Et très loin
Très loin dans le temps
Quelque chose dans les yeux d'une autre
Te fera repenser à mes yeux
A ces yeux qui t'aimaient
Tant et tant
Et très loin
Très loin dans le monde
Dans un sourire sur les lèvres d'une autre
Tu verras cette timidité
Pour laquelle tu te moquais de moi
Et très loin
Très loin dans le temps
Par hasard l'expression d'un visage
Te rappellera mon visage
Et l'air triste que tu aimais tant
Et très loin
Très loin dans le monde
Un beau soir tu seras avec une autre
Et soudain qui sait comment et pourquoi
Tu te trouveras lui parler de moi
D'un amour désormais si lointain
LOIN DANS LE TEMPS
Et très loin
Très loin dans le temps
Quelque chose dans les yeux d'une autre
Te fera repenser à mes yeux
A ces yeux qui t'aimaient
Tant et tant
Et très loin
Très loin dans le monde
Dans un sourire sur les lèvres d'une autre
Tu verras cette timidité
Pour laquelle tu te moquais de moi
Et très loin
Très loin dans le temps
Par hasard l'expression d'un visage
Te rappellera mon visage
Et l'air triste que tu aimais tant
Et très loin
Très loin dans le monde
Un beau soir tu seras avec une autre
Et soudain qui sait comment et pourquoi
Tu te trouveras lui parler de moi
D'un amour désormais si lointain
"Innalzare templi alla virtù e scavare oscure e profonde prigioni al vizio."
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Re: [O.T.] Testi delle vostre canzoni preferite!
"Une Belle Histoire" :
C'est un beau roman, c'est une belle histoire
C'est une romance d'aujourd'hui
Il rentrait chez lui, là-haut http://lyricstranslate.com vers le brouillard
Elle descendait dans le midi, le midi
Ils se sont trouvés au bord du chemin
Sur l'autoroute des vacances
C'était sans doute un jour de chance
Ils avaient le ciel à portée de main
Un cadeau de la providence
Alors pourquoi penser au lendemain
Ils se sont cachés dans un grand champ de blé
Se laissant porter par les courants
Se sont racontés leur vies qui commençaient
Ils n'étaient encore que des enfants, des enfants
Qui s'étaient trouvés au bord du chemin
Sur l'autoroute des vacances
C'était sans doute un jour de chance
Qui cueillirent le ciel au creux de leurs mains
Comme on cueille la providence
Refusant de penser au lendemain
C'est un beau roman, c'est une belle histoire
Il rentrait chez lui, là-haut vers le brouillard
Ils se sont quittés au bord du matin
C'était fini le jour de chance
Ils reprirent alors chacun leur chemin
Saluèrent la providence en se faisant un signe de la main
Il rentra chez lui, là-haut vers le brouillard
Elle est descendue là-bas dans le midi
C'est un beau roman, c'est une belle histoire
Re: [O.T.] Testi delle vostre canzoni preferite!
capolavoro!
- Stef
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Re: [O.T.] Testi delle vostre canzoni preferite!
Bien sûr, nous eûmes des orages
Vingt ans d'amour, c'est l'amour fol
Mille fois tu pris ton bagage
Mille fois je pris mon envol
Et chaque meuble se souvient
Dans cette chambre sans berceau
Des éclats des vieilles tempêtes
Plus rien ne ressemblait à rien
Tu avais perdu le goût de l'eau
Et moi celui de la conquête
Mais mon amour
Mon doux mon tendre mon merveilleux amour
De l'aube claire jusqu'à la fin du jour
Je t'aime encore tu sais je t'aime
Moi, je sais tous tes sortilèges
Tu sais tous mes envoûtements
Tu m'as gardé de pièges en pièges
Je t'ai perdue de temps en temps
Bien sûr tu pris quelques amants
Il fallait bien passer le temps
Il faut bien que le corps exulte
Finalement finalement
Il nous fallut bien du talent
Pour être vieux sans être adultes
Oh, mon amour
Mon doux mon tendre mon merveilleux amour
De l'aube claire jusqu'à la fin du jour
Je t'aime encore, tu sais, je t'aime
Et plus le temps nous fait cortège
Et plus le temps nous fait tourment
Mais n'est-ce pas le pire piège
Que vivre en paix pour des amants
Bien sûr tu pleures un peu moins tôt
Je me déchire un peu plus tard
Nous protégeons moins nos mystères
On laisse moins faire le hasard
On se méfie du fil de l'eau
Mais c'est toujours la tendre guerre
"Per vivere con onore bisogna struggersi, turbarsi, battersi, ricominciare da capo e buttare via tutto,
e di nuovo ricominciare a lottare e perdere eternamente."
"Un gourmet che pensa alle calorie è come una puttana che guarda l'orologio."
e di nuovo ricominciare a lottare e perdere eternamente."
"Un gourmet che pensa alle calorie è come una puttana che guarda l'orologio."
Re: [O.T.] Testi delle vostre canzoni preferite!
ma le ascoltate le mie?!?!?!??!?!?!?
- Stef
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Re: [O.T.] Testi delle vostre canzoni preferite!
Bah si.
"Per vivere con onore bisogna struggersi, turbarsi, battersi, ricominciare da capo e buttare via tutto,
e di nuovo ricominciare a lottare e perdere eternamente."
"Un gourmet che pensa alle calorie è come una puttana che guarda l'orologio."
e di nuovo ricominciare a lottare e perdere eternamente."
"Un gourmet che pensa alle calorie è come una puttana che guarda l'orologio."