|
|
|
|
Strumenti |
26-03-2005, 22:09 | #41 | |
Member
Iscritto dal: Feb 2004
Città: abito a casa dell'impiccato, l'omino di msn mi ha chiesto troppo di affitto
Messaggi: 201
|
Quote:
conosco!
__________________
l'autista che mi guida, ha una sola mano, ma vede ciò che credi invisibile.... |
|
28-03-2005, 00:00 | #42 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Oct 2002
Città: Macerata
Messaggi: 7602
|
Blind Guardian - Banish From Sanctuary
In deserts I was preaching The hand of God was with me Baptized with water and I praised The one who came behind me To save us all with the holy ghost A prophet of the fools I've been lost I'm sure you're there wandering around But do you care for me I'm alone You talk of love not for me In my dungeon cold I could think about All the things you've said But I can't understand you famous son I left the way of heaven Or did you lead me from it No No turning back I'm banished from Sanctuary The darkness in me is filling me with pain There's no way to turn back for eternity In shadows I'm walking And caught in loneliness Deliverance I wait for but how long? Are you the one who should come Show me the light in you Or should we wait for someone? Another! No No turning back I'm banished from Sanctuary The darkness in me is filling me with pain There's no way to turn back for eternity Your reich should come to this world Your way smoothed by my blood, friend My might will decrease but you'll get High, yes so much higher Be careful of the rats, friend Cause they'll never sleep Before they catch you, too The blind can see the sun Cripples walk alone The deaf can hear my words They believe just believe They believe in me Look! The signs are near To perform my task To perform my way To perform the way I walked The way of the crucifix I hear the hangman coming I wait for execution No No turning back I'm banished from Sanctuary The darkness in me is filling me with pain There's no way to turn back for eternity |
29-03-2005, 12:11 | #43 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Mar 2004
Messaggi: 338
|
Cerrone - Je Suis Music
We all feel the pain is it necessary when we feel the pain Better stay together music is the way to relieve the pressure Music all the way do you get the message? (repeat many times) Chante-moi Je suis music |
29-03-2005, 16:49 | #44 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Jan 2005
Città: Roma
Messaggi: 614
|
M.O.D. - Thrash or Be Thrashed
(dedicata a tutti quelli che ai concerti metal stanno fermi impalati senza pogare) I've seen enough I just can't take it Why don't you mosh Or have an epileptic fit You stand there like you're at a parade Call this your scene But you're the one who betrayed Got your feet glued to the floor Just there and thrashed some more You're the fuckup, a dick to the extreme It's people like you who make me want to scream Thrash or be thrashed!
__________________
|
29-03-2005, 17:21 | #45 |
Member
Iscritto dal: Nov 2003
Città: Moro num pais tropical Abençoado por Deus Bonito por natureza
Messaggi: 89
|
Non so che viso avesse, neppure come si chiamava
con che voce parlasse, con quale voce poi cantava quanti anni avesse visto allora, di che colore i suoi capelli ma nella fantasia ho l'immagine sua, gli eroi sono tutti giovani e belli gli eroi sono tutti giovani e belli gli eroi sono tutti giovani e belli. Conosco invece l'epoca dei fatti, qual'era il suo mestiere: i primi anni del secolo, macchinista, ferroviere I tempi in cui si cominciava la guerra santa dei pezzenti sembrava il treno anch'esso un mito di progresso, lanciato sopra i continenti lanciato sopra i continenti lanciato sopra i continenti. E la locomotiva sembrava fosse un mostro strano che l'uomo dominava con il pensiero e con la mano ruggendo si lasciava indietro distanze che sembravano infinite sembrava avesse dentro un potere tremendo, la stessa forza della dinamite la stessa forza della dinamite la stessa forza della dinamite. Ma un'altra grande forza spiegava allora le sue ali parole che dicevano: "gli uomini sono tutti uguali" e contro ai re e ai tiranni scoppiava nella via la bomba proletaria, ed illuminava l'aria la fiaccola dell'anarchia la fiaccola dell'anarchia la fiaccola dell'anarchia. Un treno tutti i giorni passava per la sua stazione un treno di lusso, lontana destinazione vedeva gente riverita, pensava a quei velluti, agli ori pensava al magro giorno della sua gente attorno, pensava un treno pieno di signori pensava un treno pieno di signori pensava un treno pieno di signori. Non so che cosa accadde, perché prese la decisione forse una rabbia antica, generazioni senza nome che urlarono vendetta, gli accecarono il cuore dimenticò pietà, scordò la sua bontà, la bomba sua la macchina a vapore la bomba sua la macchina a vapore la bomba sua la macchina a vapore. E sul binario stava la locomotiva la macchina pulsante sembrava fosse cosa viva sembrava un giovane puledro che appena liberato il freno mordesse la rotaia con muscoli d'acciaio, con forza cieca di baleno con forza cieca di baleno con forza cieca di baleno. E un giorno come gli altri, ma forse con più rabbia in corpo pensò che aveva il modo di riparare a qualche torto salì sul mostro che dormiva, cercò di mandar via la sua paura e prima di pensare a quel che stava a fare, il mostro divorava la pianura il mostro divorava la pianura il mostro divorava la pianura. Correva l'altro treno ignaro, quasi senza fretta nessuno immaginava di andare verso la vendetta ma alla stazione di Bologna arrivò la notizia in un baleno: notizia di emergenza, agite con urgenza, un pazzo si è lanciato contro il treno un pazzo si è lanciato contro il treno un pazzo si è lanciato contro il treno. Ma corre corre corre corre la locomotiva e sibila il vapore, sembra quasi cosa viva e sembra dire ai contadini curvi, quel fischio che si spande in aria fratello non temere che corro al mio dovere trionfi la giustizia proletaria trionfi la giustizia proletaria trionfi la giustizia proletaria. E corre corre corre corre sempre più forte e corre corre corre corre verso la morte e niente ormai può trattenere l'immensa forza distruttrice aspetta sol lo schianto e poi che giunga il manto della grande consolatrice della grande consolatrice della grande consolatrice. La storia ci racconta come finì la corsa la macchina deviata lungo una linea morta con l'ultimo suo grido di animale la macchina eruttò lapilli e lava esplose contro il cielo, poi il fumo sparse il velo lo raccolsero che ancora respirava lo raccolsero che ancora respirava lo raccolsero che ancora respirava. Ma a noi piace pensarlo ancora dietro al motore mentre fa correr via la macchina a vapore e che ci giunga un giorno ancora la notizia di una locomotiva come una cosa viva, lanciata a bomba contro l'ingiustizia lanciata a bomba contro l'ingiustizia lanciata a bomba contro l'ingiustizia
__________________
TIRANNIDE indistintamente appellare si debbe ogni qualunque governo, in cui chi è preposto alla esecuzion delle leggi, può farle, distruggerle, infrangerle, interpretarle, impedirle, sospenderle; od anche soltanto deluderle, con sicurezza d'impunità. Vittorio Alfieri 1777 |
29-03-2005, 20:23 | #46 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Jan 2004
Messaggi: 1373
|
Rammstein - Rein raus
Ich bin der Reiter Du bist das Ross Ich steige auf Wir reiten los Du stöhnst Ich sag dir vor Ein Elefant im Nadelöhr Rein, raus Ich bin der Reiter Du bist das Ross Ich hab den Schlüssel Du hast das Schloß Die Tür geht auf Ich trete ein Das Leben kann so prachtvoll sein Rein, raus Tiefer, tiefer Sag es! Sag es laut! Tiefer, tiefer Ich fühl mich wohl in deiner Haut Und tausend Elefanten brechen aus Der Ritt war kurz Es tut mir leid Ich steige ab Hab keine Zeit Muß jetzt zu den andren Pferden Wollen auch geritten werden Rein, raus Rein (tiefer) Raus (tiefer) Traduzione: In out I am the rider You are the horse I climb up We ride free You groan I tell you in front of An elephant in the eye of the needle In [and] out I am the rider You are the horse I have the key You have the lock The door opens I go in [Oh], life can be so wonderful In out Deeper, deeper Say it! Say it loud! Deeper, deeper I feel myself well within your skin And a thousand elephants break out! The ride was short I am sorry I climb off [i] have no time Must now go to the other horses [Because] they also want to be ridden In out In (deeper) Out (deeper) |
29-03-2005, 20:51 | #47 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Jun 2001
Città: Treviso
Messaggi: 1145
|
Un bel testo "leggero"...
Talking Heads - uh uh, love comes to town. Wait, wait for the moment to come Stand up, stand up and take my hand Believe, believe in mystery Love love love love is simple as 1-2-3 I’m a know-it-all, I’m smartest man around That’s right, you learn real fast through the smartest girl in town Here come a riddle, here come a clue If you were really smart, you’d know what to do When... Jump back, sit back, get back, relax It’s ok I’ve called in sick I won’t go to Work today I’d rather be with the One I love I neglect my duties, I be in trouble but I’ve been to college, I’ve been to school I’ve met the people that you read about in books Here come a riddle, here come a clue If you were really smart you’d know what to do when I say Jet pilot gone out of control, ship captain on the ground Stock broker make a bad investment when love has come to town Where, where is my common sense? How...did I get in a jam like this? Believe, I believe in mystery Love, love love love is simple as 1-2-3 Here come a riddle, here come a clue If you were really smart, you’d know what to do when I say Why am I going out of my head, whenever you’re around? The answer is obvious, love has come to town
__________________
Non ho niente altro da offrire alle altre persone, se non la mia stessa confusione something cold is creepin' around, blue ghost is got me, I feel myself sinkin' down L'arte non insegna niente, tranne il senso della vita |
30-03-2005, 10:59 | #48 |
Member
Iscritto dal: Feb 2004
Città: abito a casa dell'impiccato, l'omino di msn mi ha chiesto troppo di affitto
Messaggi: 201
|
dato il mio umore, in questo periodo che molti sanno (vedi thread di ieri) ecco il testo del giorno...
ANCORA AD ODIARE - SUBSONICA Che non aveva faccia questo lo sapevo Ed il suo inutile stare lo immaginavo Ma non pensavo di arrivare ad odiarlo. E dietro grandi sorrisi io lo sapevo E mascheravo il suo fare Io mascheravo il suo fare. Sia maledetto il giorno che ,sia maledetto il giorno che In mezzo a tanta gente ho perso la mia strada. Che in occhi avidi Dentro ad occhi avidi Ho visto un senso di colore più violento. Gridando forte più forte al vento Gridando una, 10 volte 100 Sono riuscito ANCORA AD ODIARE Sono riuscito a farmi del male ANCORA AD ODIARE A farmi del male. Che non aveva faccia questo lo sapevo Ed il suo inutile stare Lo immaginavo Ma non pensavo di arrivare ad odiarlo. E dietro grandi sorrisi io lo sapevo E mascheravo il suo fare Io mascheravo il suo fare. Intanto forte più forte al vento Gridando una,10 volte 100 Sono riuscito ANCORA AD ODIARE Intanto forte più forte al vento Gridando una,10 volte 100 Sono riuscito a farmi del male ANCORA AD ODIARE A farmi del male. Che non aveva faccia questo lo sapevo Ed il suo inutile fare Lo immaginavo. Intanto forte più forte al vento Gridando una,10 volte 100 Sono riuscito ANCORA AD ODIARE Sono riuscito a farmi del male ANCORA AD ODIARE A farmi del male
__________________
l'autista che mi guida, ha una sola mano, ma vede ciò che credi invisibile.... |
30-03-2005, 15:40 | #49 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Feb 2001
Città: San Marino
Messaggi: 9869
|
Sick of It All - Step Down
In the underground, integrity lies within in the underground, image doesn't mean a thing when the substance lacks it's plain for all to see if the deal is right then respect is where it should be. For the fakes and frauds it's a fucking fashion show total compromise will have them sell their soul. all the negative all the useless influence all the emptiness all the violent detriment makes no sense... Please have more to give than fashion and images please have more to give than fashion and images Caught up in a trap of media crap that's no way to live Caught up in a trap of media crap so little to give Caught up in a trap of media crap that's no way to live Caught up in a trap of media crap so little to give In the underground, integrity lies within in the underground, image doesn't mean a thing we can do away with this negativity it's a golden day we can force them to stepdown |
30-03-2005, 16:16 | #50 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Jan 2002
Città: Viareggio
Messaggi: 10573
|
Tears Of The Dragon (Balls To Picasso - Bruce Dickinson)
For too long now, there were secrets in my mind For too long now, there were things I should have said In the darkness...i was stumbling for the door To find a reason - to find the time, the place, the hour Waiting for the winter sun, and the cold light of day The misty ghosts of childhood fears The pressure is building, and I can’t stay away I throw myself into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face the fear I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me Where I was, I had wings that couldn’t fly Where I was, I had tears I couldn’t cry My emotions frozen in an icy lake I couldn’t feel them until the ice began to break I have no power over this, you know I’m afraid The walls I built are crumbling The water is moving, I’m slipping away... I throw myself into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face the fear I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me Slowly I awake, slowly I rise The walls I built are crumbling The water is moving, I’m slipping away... I throw (I throw) Myself (myself) Into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face (to face) The fear (the fear) I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me I throw (I throw) Myself (myself) Into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face (to face) The fear (the fear) I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me |
31-03-2005, 12:40 | #51 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Sep 2004
Città: Prov. Novara/Palmdale
Messaggi: 5227
|
....Soft Machine - Moon in June....
....On a dilemma between what I need and what I just want Between your thighs I feel a sensation How long can I resist the temptation? I've got my bird, you've got your man So who else do we need, really? Now I'm here, I may as well put my other hand in yours While we decide how far to go and if we've got time to do it now And if it's half as good for you as it is for me Then you won't mind if we lie down for a while, just for a while Till all the thing I want is need You are the thing I are, I knew I want you more than ever now We're on the floor, and you want more, and I feel almost sure That cause now we've agreed, that we got what we need Then all the thing us needs is wanting I realized when I saw you last We've been together now and then From time to time - just here and there Now I know how it feels from my hair to my heels To have you haunt the horns of my dilemma - Oh! Wait a minute! - Over - Up - Over - Up - ... Down Down - Over - Up - Over - ... Up Living can be lovely, here in New York State Ah, but I wish that I were home And I wish I were home again - back home again, home again There are places and people that I'm so glad to have seen Ah, but I miss the trees, and I wish that I were home again Back home again The sun shines here all summer Its nice cause you can get quite brown Ah, but I miss the rain - ticky tacky ticky And I wish that I were home again - home again, home again... Living is easy here in New York State Ah, but I wish that I were home again Just before we go on to the next part of our song Let's all make sure we've got the time Music-making still performs the normal functions - background noise for people scheming, seducing, revolting and teaching That's all right by me, don't think that I'm complaining After all, it's only leisure time, isn't it? Now I love your eyes - see how the time flies She's learning to hate, but it's just too late for me It was the same with her love It just wasn't enough for me But before this feeling dies Remember how distance can tell lies! You can almost see her eyes, is it me she despises or you? You're awfully nice to me and I'm sure you can see what her game is She sees you in her place, just as if it's a race And you're winning, and you're winning She just can't undertsand that for me everything's just beginning Until I get more homesick So before this feeling dies, remember how distance tells us lies.. |
31-03-2005, 22:29 | #52 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Nov 2001
Città: Gavirate (Varese)
Messaggi: 7156
|
Kai Tracid - 4 Just 1 Day
For just one day I wanna break all regoulations, because we all go the same way, and we all pass the same stations. For just one day I wanna feel totally free, no responsabilities, just everything is O.K. No desires, just surviving is the key, for just one day I wanna ignore our senseless fate, colours are victorious over the grey, stop to get controlled by the state. For just one day I wanna forget the value of money and gold, I wanna live my way and lose my inhibition threshold
__________________
·.·´¯`·)»Davide«(·´¯`·.· edivad82:~#/etc/init.d/brain restart - edivad82:~# cd /pub && more beer |
31-03-2005, 22:46 | #53 |
Bannato
Iscritto dal: Jan 2003
Città:
Messaggi: 4400
|
...L'arcobaleno
Io son partito poi cosi d'improvviso che non ho avuto il tempo di salutare istante breve ma ancora piu breve se c'e una luce che trafigge il tuo cuore L'arcobaleno e il mio messaggio d'amore puo darsi un giorno ti riesca a toccare con i colori si puo cancellare il piu avvilente e desolante squallore Son diventato sai il tramonto di sera e parlo come le foglie d'aprile e vivro dentro ad ogni voce sincera e con gli uccelli vivo il canto sottile e il mio discorso piu bello e piu denso esprime con il silenzio il suo senso Io quante cose non avevo capito che sono chiare come stelle cadenti e devo dirti che e un piacere infinito portare queste mie valige pesanti Mi manchi tanto amico caro davvero e tante cose son rimaste da dire ascolta sempre e solo musica vera e cerca sempre se puoi di capire Son diventato sai il tramonto di sera e parlo come le foglie d'aprile e vivro dentro ad ogni voce sincera e con gli uccelli vivo il canto sottile e il mio discorso piu bello e piu denso esprime con il silenzio il suo senso Mi manchi tanto amico caro davvero e tante cose son rimaste da dire ascolta sempre e solo musica vera e cerca sempre se puoi di capire ascolta sempre e solo musica vera e cerca sempre se puoi di capire ascolta sempre e solo musica vera e cerca sempre se puoi di capire... |
01-04-2005, 00:34 | #54 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Apr 2003
Messaggi: 12707
|
Gigi D'Agostino - Amorelettronico
you still close, when somebody says and i want to you not by your way, and you tell me this time nowhere I go i'm not by your side, time after time after time never you used it control by my side, never you made and you tell me goodbye you are my side, you are my soul you never talk () when you tell when somebody says never used to talk i feel this way, never your set my side you are my choice and we fly away, somebody saw that way used to control other side by your type, never you say it, but i feel is the same aaaaare your are my land and my soul nobody nobody nobody () nobody nobody nobody you still close, when somebody says and i want to you not at your way, and you tell me this time nowhere I go i'm not by your side, time after time after time never you use it to control by my side, never you made and you tell me goodbye you are my side, you are my soul you never told () nobody nobody nobody |
01-04-2005, 10:24 | #55 |
Junior Member
Iscritto dal: Jan 2005
Città: jamm bell' jamm!
Messaggi: 1
|
Artista: Elisa
Album: Pearl Days Titolo: The Waves I’ll get away, get in the car I’ll reach the shore before sunrise And I’ll watch the moon and stars I’ll tell them everything about us I left last night I reached the shore Trying to find everything I lost In a thousand waves A million waves Still, somewhere I am sure That I will see your face I will see you there Morning sun Before you will rise Before you’ll come and shine again on us Let me find, let me find, let me find Some comfort in the night Cause I didn’t find what I’ve lost I’ve reached the shore And nothing ever changed In a thousand waves A million waves Oh still I look for love And all I see is your face So I come back home to you I bleed but I’m choosing you again I’m done but I’m ready to begin Io andrò via, andrò in macchina cercherò il litorale prima dell'alba e guarderò la luna e le stelle e dirò loro tutto (su) di noi ho lasciato l'ultima notte ho cercato il litorale cercando di trovare tutto quello ke avevo perso in 1000 onde un milione di onde ancora, in qualche luogo sio sono sicura che io vedrò la tua faccia ti vedrò là sole del mattino prima che tu sorga prima di venire e splendere ancora su noi lasciami trovare x3 un conforto nella notte Perché io non potevo trovare quello che avevo perso Ho cercato il litorale e niente mai cambiò in 1000 onde un milione di onde oh, sto ancora cercando l’amore e tutto quello che vedo è il tuo volto così torno a casa da te io piango ma ti sto scegliendo ancora io ho fatto ma sono pronta a iniziare |
01-04-2005, 17:57 | #56 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Jan 2005
Città: Roma
Messaggi: 614
|
Stormtroopers of Death - Rock You Like an Hurricane (Tribute to the Scorpions)
You're Bald!
__________________
|
03-04-2005, 14:59 | #57 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Nov 2001
Città: Gavirate (Varese)
Messaggi: 7156
|
Tiromancino - Per Me E' Importante
Le incomprensioni sono così strane sarebbe meglio evitarle sempre per non rischiare di aver ragione ché la ragione non sempre serve. Domani invece devo ripartire mi aspetta un altro viaggio, e sembrerà come senza fine ma guarderò il paesaggio... Sono lontano e mi torni in mente t’immagino parlare con la gente... Il mio pensiero vola verso te per raggiungere le immagini scolpite ormai nella coscienza come indelebili emozioni che non posso più scordare e il pensiero andrà a cercare tutte le volte che ti sentirò distante tutte le volte che ti vorrei parlare per dirti ancora che sei solo tu la cosa che per me è importante... Mi piace raccontarti sempre quello che mi succede, le mie parole diventano nelle tue mani forme nuove colorate, note profonde mai ascoltate di una musica sempre più dolce o il suono di una sirena perduta e lontana. Mi sembrerà di viaggiare io e te con la stessa valigia in due dividendo tutto sempre. Normalmente....
__________________
·.·´¯`·)»Davide«(·´¯`·.· edivad82:~#/etc/init.d/brain restart - edivad82:~# cd /pub && more beer |
03-04-2005, 17:40 | #58 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Sep 2004
Città: Prov. Novara/Palmdale
Messaggi: 5227
|
Bob Dylan - Simple Twist Of Fate
..They sat together in the park As the evening sky grew dark, She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bones. 'Twas then he felt alone and wished that he'd gone straight And watched out for a simple twist of fate. They walked along by the old canal A little confused, I remember well And stopped into a strange hotel with a neon burnin' bright. He felt the heat of the night hit him like a freight train Moving with a simple twist of fate. A saxophone someplace far off played As she was walkin' by the arcade. As the light bust through a beat-up shade where he was wakin' up, She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate And forgot about a simple twist of fate. He woke up, the room was bare He didn't see her anywhere. He told himself he didn't care, pushed the window open wide, Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate Brought on by a simple twist of fate. He hears the ticking of the clocks And walks along with a parrot that talks, Hunts her down by the waterfront docks where the sailers all come in. Maybe she'll pick him out again, how long must he wait Once more for a simple twist of fate. People tell me it's a sin To know and feel too much within. I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring. She was born in spring, but I was born too late Blame it on a simple twist of fate.... |
04-04-2005, 17:15 | #59 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Sep 2004
Città: Prov. Novara/Palmdale
Messaggi: 5227
|
...Me l'ha fatta venire in mente Thotgor....non c'è che dire....un testo simile non si discute
Bob Dylan - Sad-Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands ...With your mercury mouth in the missionary times, And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes, And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes, Oh, who among them do they think could bury you? With your pockets well protected at last, And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass, And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass, Who among them do they think could carry you? Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands, Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes, My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, Should I leave them by your gate, Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait? With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace, And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace, And your basement clothes and your hollow face, Who among them can think he could outguess you? With your silhouette when the sunlight dims Into your eyes where the moonlight swims, And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns, Who among them would try to impress you? Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands, Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes, My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, Should I leave them by your gate, Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait? The kings of Tyrus with their convict list Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss, And you wouldn't know it would happen like this, But who among them really wants just to kiss you? With your childhood flames on your midnight rug, And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs, And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs, Who among them do you think could resist you? Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands, Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes, My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, Should I leave them by your gate, Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait? Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide To show you the dead angels that they used to hide. But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side? Oh, how could they ever mistake you? They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm, But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm, And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms, How could they ever, ever persuade you? Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands, Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes, My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, Should I leave them by your gate, Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait? With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row, And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go, And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show, Who among them do you think would employ you? Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold, And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul, Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands, Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes, My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, Should I leave them by your gate, Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?.... |
05-04-2005, 14:50 | #60 |
Senior Member
Iscritto dal: Sep 2004
Città: Prov. Novara/Palmdale
Messaggi: 5227
|
..The Beatles - Strawberry Fields Forever
....Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields. Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout. Strawberry Fields forever. Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see. It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out, it doesn't matter much to me. Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields. Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout. Strawberry Fields forever. No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low. That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right, that is I think it's not too bad. Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields. Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout. Strawberry Fields forever. Always, no sometimes, think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream. I think I know I mean a 'Yes' but it's all wrong, that is I think I disagree. Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields. Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout. Strawberry Fields forever. Strawberry Fields forever..... |
Strumenti | |
|
|
Tutti gli orari sono GMT +1. Ora sono le: 18:40.