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lunedì, gennaio 28, 2008

A Pocketful of Stones - David Gilmour



He's sending stones skimming and flying
Circles spinning out his time
Though the earth is dying his head is in the stars
Chances are this spark's a lifetime

Out of touch he'll live in wonder
Won't lose sleep he'll just pretend
In his world he won't go under
Turns without him until the end

Rivers run dry but there's no line on his brow
Says he doesn't care who's saved
It's just the dice you roll, the here and now
And he's not guilty or afraid

One day he'll slip away
Cool water flowing all around
In the river and on the ground
Leave a pocketful of stones and not believe in other lives

Until then he'll live in wonder
He won't fight or comprehend
In his world he won't go under
Turns without him until the end

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posted by io @ 11:50 PM 0 comments

domenica, dicembre 23, 2007

Libertango (Horacio Ferrer)

Mi libertad me ama y todo el ser le entrego.
Mi libertad destranca la cárcel de mis huesos.
Mi libertad se ofende si soy feliz con miedo.
Mi libertad desnuda me hace el amor perfecto.

Mi libertad me insiste con lo que no me atrevo.
Mi libertad me quiere con lo que llevo puesto.
Mi libertad me absuelve si alguna vez la pierdo
por cosas de la vida que a comprender no acierto.

Mi libertad no cuenta los años que yo tengo,
pastora inclaudicable de mis eternos sueños.
Mi libertad me deja y soy un pobre espectro,
mi libertad me llama y en trajes de alas vuelvo.

Mi libertad comprende que yo me sienta preso
de los errores míos sin arrepentimiento.
Mi libertad quisieran el astro sin asueto
y el átomo cautivo, ser libre ¡qué misterio!

Ser libre. Ya en su vientre mi madre me decía
“ser libre no se compra ni es dádiva o favor”.
Yo vivo del hermoso secreto de esta orgía:
si polvo fui y al polvo iré, soy polvo de alegría
y en leche de alma preño mi libertad en flor.

De niño la adoré, deseándola crecí,
mi libertad, mujer de tiempo y luz,
la quiero hasta el dolor y hasta la soledad.

Mi libertad me sueña con mis amados muertos,
mi libertad adora a los que en vida quiero.
Mi libertad me dice, de cuando en vez, por dentro,
que somos tan felices como deseamos serlo.

Mi libertad conoce al que mató y al cuervo
que ahoga y atormenta la libertad del bueno.
Mi libertad se infarta de hipócritas y necios,
mi libertad trasnocha con santos y bohemios.

Mi libertad es tango de par en par abierto
y es blues y es cueca y choro, danzón y romancero.
Mi libertad es tango, juglar de pueblo en pueblo,
y es murga y sinfonía y es coro en blanco y negro

Mi libertad es tango que baila en diez mil puertos
y es rock, malambo y salmo y es ópera y flamenco.
Mi libertango es libre, poeta y callejero,
tan viejo como el mundo, tan simple como un credo.

De niño la adoré, deseándola crecí,
mi libertad, mujer de tiempo y luz,
la quiero hasta el dolor y hasta la soledad.

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lunedì, novembre 26, 2007

New York, I Love You But You're Bringing Me Down - LCD Soundsystem (from a friend, a really good one)



New York, I Love You
But you're bringing me down
New York, I Love You
But you're bringing me down
Like a rat in a cage
Pulling minimum wage
New York, I Love You
But you're bringing me down
New York, you're safer
And you're wasting my time
Our records all show
You are filthy but fine
But they shuttered your stores
When you opened the doors
To the cops who were bored
Once they'd run out of crime
New York, you're perfect
Don't please don't change a thing
Your mild billionaire mayor's
Now convinced he's a king
So the boring collect
I mean all disrespect
In the neighborhood bars
I'd once dreamt I would drink
New York, I Love You
But you're freaking me out
There's a ton of the twist
But we're fresh out of shout
Like a death in the hall
That you hear through your wall
New York, I Love You
But you're freaking me out
New York, I Love You
But you're bringing me down
New York, I Love You
But you're bringing me down
Like a death of the heart
Jesus, where do I start?
But you're still the one pool
Where I'd happily drown
And oh.. Take me off your mailing list
For kids that think it still exists
Yes, for those who think it still exists
Maybe I'm wrong
And maybe you're right
Maybe I'm wrong
And myabe you're right
Maybe you're right
Maybe I'm wrong
And just maybe you're right
And Oh..
Maybe mother told you true
And they're always be something there for you
And you'll never be alone
But maybe she's wrong
And maybe I'm right
And just maybe she's wrong
Maybe she's wrong
And maybe I'm right
And if so, is there?

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martedì, novembre 20, 2007

zeta reticoli - meganoidi

Preso con l’ultimo invito di un progetto
Che si presenta nel nome della verità
You know falling in illusion
Catturati nel sonno della nostra età
Un messaggio ripete che il mio posto è qui
Mostra tutti i vantaggi e le comodità
Rag-doll dimmi se ci sei anche tu
In un lago di sangue detto libertà

Brucia ancora che prima o poi ritornerò
Conservo di nascosto sempre lo stesso smalto
Non temere zeta reticoli on my mind
Aspetterò il momento per un migliore slancio

Neri quei giorni che passano senza di te
Quasi convinto che in fondo sia meglio così
Allentare la presa per merito di
Chi mi consola ed esorta alla rinuncia
Ma la pelle rigetta quel sorriso che
Trapiantato da bocche riverenti
No, lo sai non funziona su di me
Ostinato a ripetere tra i denti

Brucia ancora che prima o poi ritornerò
Conservo di nascosto sempre lo stesso smalto
Non temere zeta reticoli on my mind
Aspetterò il momento per un migliore slancio

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martedì, novembre 06, 2007

Manifesto - Bandabardò

Oggi non lavoro, oggi non mi vesto
resto nudo e manifesto
Sono fuori dal coro, nettamente diverso
le mode se ne vanno, io resto! e manifesto!
contro! ogni occasione è persa
i calci di rigore sulla traversa

Resto nudo e manifesto
Faccio un gesto e manifesto
Oggi guardo il cielo...

Penso a meno stress e più farfalle, menochiacchere alle spalle
Non ho più silenzio, non ho più un pretesto
gli eroi se ne vanno, io resto! e manifesto!
contro! ogni occasione persa
i calci di rigore sulla traversa
contro! paramoie e tempeste
rimanere fuori dalla feste

Resto nudo e manifesto
Faccio un gesto e manifesto
Oggi guardo il cielo

Resto nudo e manifesto
Faccio un gesto e manifesto
Oggi guardo il cielo

Resto nudo e manifesto
Faccio un gesto e manifesto
Oggi guardo il cielo...






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posted by io @ 8:32 AM 0 comments

giovedì, ottobre 25, 2007

no one knows - queens of the stone age

We get some rules to follow
That and this
These and those
No one knows

We get these pills to swallow
How they stick
In your throat
Tastes like gold

Oh, what you do to me
No one knows

And I realize you’re mine
Indeed a fool of mine
And I realize you’re mine
Indeed a fool of mine
Ahh

I journey through the desert
Of the mind
With no hope
I found low

I drift along the ocean
Dead lifeboats in the sun
And come undone

Pleasently caving in
I come undone

And I realize you’re mine
Indeed a fool of mine
And I realize you’re mine
Indeed a fool and mine
Ahhh

Heaven smiles above me
What a gift there below
But no one knows

A gift that you give to me
No one knows

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posted by io @ 11:12 AM 0 comments

mercoledì, ottobre 24, 2007

by this river - brian eno

Here we are stuck by this river
You and I underneath a sky
Thats 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.

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martedì, ottobre 16, 2007

When The Levee Breaks - Led Zeppelin

If it keeps on rainin, levees goin to break,
If it keeps on rainin, levees goin to break,
When the levee breaks Ill have no place to stay.
Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan,
Lord, mean old levee taught me to weep and moan,
Got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home,
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well.
Dont it make you feel bad
When youre tryin to find your way home,
You dont know which way to go?
If youre goin down south
They go no work to do,
If you dont know about chicago.
Cryin wont help you, prayin wont do you no good,
Now, cryin wont help you, prayin wont do you no good,
When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move.
All last night sat on the levee and moaned,
All last night sat on the levee and moaned,
Thinkin bout me baby and my happy home.
Going, gon to chicago,
Gon to chicago,
Sorry but I cant take you.
Going down, going down now, going down.





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posted by io @ 10:38 AM 0 comments

giovedì, agosto 16, 2007

Better Things - Massive Attack

Don't drag me down
Just because you're down
And just cause you're blue
Don't make me too
And though you've found
You need more than me
Don't talk to me
About being free

That's freedom without love
And magic without love
Magic without love

Hear me say
Better things will surely come our way
Hear me say
Better things will surely come our way

You say the magic's gone
Well i'm not a magician
You say the spark's gone
Well get an electrician
And save your line about needing to be free
All that's bullshit babe
You just want rid of me

You want freedom without love
And magic without love
Magic without love
Yeah

Hear me say
Better things will surely come my way
Hear me say
Better things will surely come my way

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mercoledì, agosto 08, 2007

Shelter - Ray Lamontagne

I guess you don't need it
I guess you don't want me to repeat it
But everything I have to give I'll give to you
It's not like we planned it
You tried to stay, but you could not stand it
To see me shut down slow
as though it was an easy thing to do
Listen when
All of this around us'll fall over
I tell you what we're gonna do
You will shelter me my love
And I will shelter you
I will shelter you
I left you heartbroken, but not until those very words were spoken
Has anybody ever made such a fool out of you
It's hard to believe it
Even as my eyes do see it
The very things that make you live are killing you
Listen when all of this around us'll fall over
I tell you what we're gonna do
You will shelter me my love
I will shelter you
Listen when
All of this around us'll fall over
I tell you what we're gonna do
Hey you will shelter me my love
I will shelter you
If you shelter me too
I will shelter you
I will shelter you

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lunedì, agosto 06, 2007

Little Red Riding Hood Hit The Road - Robert Wyatt

Orlan don't tell me, oh no
Don't say oh God
Don't tell me oh dear me
Heaven's above oh no
I can't stand it
Stop
Please oh deary me
What in heaven's name?
Oh blimey mercy me woe are we oh dear oh
Stop it
Stop it
You've been so kind I know I know
So why did I hurt you?
I didn't mean to hurt you
But I'll keep trying and I'm sure you will too

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posted by io @ 1:52 PM 0 comments

martedì, maggio 15, 2007

Tangerine - Led Zeppelin

Measuring a summer's day, I only finds it slips away to grey,
The hours, they bring me pain.

Tangerine, Tangerine, Living reflection from a dream;
I was her love, she was my queen, And now a thousand years between.

Thinking how it used to be, Does she still remember times like these?
To think of us again? And I do.

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posted by io @ 11:54 AM 0 comments

lunedì, marzo 05, 2007

Don't Eat The Yellow Snow (Frank Zappa)

Dreamed I was an Eskimo
(Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da)
Frozen wind began to blow
(Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da)
Under my boots 'n around my toe
(Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da)
Frost had bit the ground below
(Boop-boop aiee-ay-ah!)
Was a hundred degrees below zero
(Booh!)
(Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da)

And my momma cried:
Boo-a-hoo hoo-ooo
And my momma cried:
Nanook-a, no no (no no . . . )
Nanook-a, no no (no no . . . )
Don't be a naughty Eskimo-wo-oh
(Bop-bop ta-da-da bop-bop Ta-da-da)
Save your money: don't go to the show

Well I turned around an' I said:
HO HO
(Booh!)
Well I turned around an' I said:
HO HO
(Booh!)
Well I turned around an' I said:
HO HO
An' the Northern Lites commenced t' glow
An' she said
(Bop-bop ta-da-da bop . . . )
With a tear in her eye:
WATCH OUT WHERE THE HUSKIES GO
AN' DON'T YOU EAT THAT YELLOW SNOW
WATCH OUT WHERE THE HUSKIES GO
AN' DON'T YOU EAT THAT YELLOW SNOW

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domenica, febbraio 25, 2007

What keeps mankind alive? (Weill/Brecht - Pet Shop Boys - Tom Waits)

You gentlemen who think you have a mission
To purge us of the seven deadly sins
Should first sort out the basic food position
Then start your preaching, that’s where it begins

You lot who preach restraint and watch your waist as well
Should learn, for once, the way the world is run
However much you twist or whatever lies that you tell
Food is the first thing, morals follow on

So first make sure that those who are now starving
Get proper helpings when we all start carving
What keeps mankind alive?

What keeps mankind alive?
The fact that millions are daily tortured
Stifled, punished, silenced and oppressed
Mankind can keep alive thanks to its brilliance
In keeping its humanity repressed
And for once you must try not to shriek the facts
Mankind is kept alive by bestial acts

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posted by io @ 10:36 PM 0 comments

mercoledì, febbraio 14, 2007

Pink Maggit (Deftones)

I'll stick you
Then I'll...
I'll...take your oxygen - away
I'll...set you on fire
'Cause I'm on fire
And always you alone
So when...to
This whore
I'm free
And they, lose her
So forget about me
'Cause I'll stick you

Now terd in my hair
Not that you need to - but you won't
so there she blows!
Cause back in school
We are the leaders of it all

Transpose...
Or stop your lies
It's what you do

Push back the square
Not that you need us - but you don't
so there you go!
Cause back in school
We are the leaders of all

So transpose...
Or stop your lies
It's what you do
Transpose...
Or stop your lies

Oh...push back the square
Not that you need them - and you throw
Well there you go!
Cause back in school
We are the leaders of it all

you are
you are
all you are
all you are
all you are
all you are
is me...

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mercoledì, novembre 08, 2006

9:40 - 18:48

9 ore circa, sempre la stessa canzone... abbastanza per cominciare ad avere i conati di vomito


I hold an image of the ashtray girl
As the cigarette burns on my chest
I wrote a poem that described her world
That put my friendship to the test
And late at nightWhilst on all fours
She used to watch me kiss the floor
What's wrong with this picture?
What's wrong with this picture?
Farewell the ashtray girl
Forbidden snowflake
Beware this troubled world
Watch out for earthquakes
Goodbye to open sores
To broken centre floor
We know we miss her
We miss her picture
Sometimes it's faded
Disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
Assassinated
For fear of growing old
Farewell the ashtray girl
Angelic fruitcake
Beware this troubled world
Control your intake
Goodbye to open sores
Goodbye and furthermore
We know we miss her
We miss her picture
Sometimes it's faded
Disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
Assassinated
For fear of growing old
Hang on
Though we try
It's gone
Hang onThough we try
It's gone
Sometimes it's faded
Disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded
Assassinated
For fear of growing old
Can't stop growing old...

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posted by io @ 6:47 PM 0 comments