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Qui c'è il buio fuori di me ed anche un pò dentro di me che assurdità questa città senza persone
Io non so spiegar neanche come ma non è questa la mia dimensione e la mia mente non è mai in pace è sempre altrove
Tu dove sei? La tua voce dov'è Senza di te, senza il tuo aiuto che sarà di me
Tutto sembrerà migliore alla luce che verrà dal sole Questa notte passerà il buio che c'è si dissolverà
Si vedranno le colline io continuerò a cercare te
Via da questa malinconia invidia o rabbia che sia Qui nel mio cuore non voglio più queste parole
Tu dove sei? Il tuo sorriso dov'è Senza di te, senza il tuo amore che sarà di me
Tutto sembrerà migliore alla luce che verrà dal sole Questa notte passerà il buio che c'è si dissolverà
E alla luce di quel sole Io continuerò a cercare te
Tutto sembrerà migliore alla luce, al sole Il silenzio morirà la gente che c'è si confonderà
E alla luce di quel sole Io continuerò a cercare te
TRANSLATION:
Darkness lies outside me here And a bit inside as well How absurd is this desert city
I can't even explain how But this is NOT my dimension And my mind never gets comfort It is always somewhere else
But you... where are you? Where's your voice What about me if I don't have you If I don't get your help
Everything will look better Under the light that will come from the sun This night will be gone Darkness will fade out
Hills will be seen I will go on looking for you
Away from this melancholy Envy or rage alike I don't want these words anymore To be here in my heart
But you... where are you Where's your smile What about me if I don't have you If I don't get your love
Everything will look better Under the light that will come from the sun This night will be gone Darkness will fade out
And under the light of that sun I will go on looking for you
Everything will look better Under the light, under the sun Silence will die People there will feel confused
And under the light of that sun I will go on looking for you
Josh Groban <3th
Little~Drummer~Boy · Mon Aug 21, 2006 @ 01:05am · 0 Comments |
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Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, Vanished from my hand, Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, I have no one to meet And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels To be wanderin'. I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're Seein' that he's chasing.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Bob Dylan
Little~Drummer~Boy · Sun Aug 20, 2006 @ 10:51pm · 0 Comments |
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The joy from my heart at our sudden meeting says 'Maybe it'll be over before I know it...' those forebodings scare me And then I gazed into your eyes Without understanding anything
They've not forever changing so how many phantoms like memories and dreams, could you like fly way And now I gazed into your eyes Without changing anthing
If I strech out my hand, the smile I reach is fleeting If I close my eyes, I want to hold Your vanishing body once more in my wons Because I can't forget that time, that place where we met...
Dancing in the freeze, your body Was being enveloped in light
I was only watching you I was forever gazing into your eyes Even now I watch only you Without changing anything
If I strech out my hand, the smile I reach is pained If I close my eyes, I want to hold Your vanishing body once more in my dreams Because I can't forget that time, that place when we met
Because I can't forget...
Gackt
Little~Drummer~Boy · Sun Aug 20, 2006 @ 10:27pm · 0 Comments |
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( BEETHOVEN )
AND HERE IN THE NIGHT AS I FEEL THE INFERNO I STARE IN THE DARK THINKING WHAT IS ETERNAL
THE MAN OR THE MOMENT THE ACT OR THE REASON THESE THOUGHTS FILL MY HEAD AS I CONTEMPLATE TREASON
OF DREAMS I HAVE HAD AND DREAMS I HAVE PONDERED WHEN LATE IN THE NIGHT MY MIND IT WOULD WANDER
TO THINGS I HAVE DONE AND THEN QUICKLY REGRETTED WHILE DENYING VICES MY LIFE HAD SELECTED
AND I THINK WHAT I'VE DONE OR HAVE YET TO BEGIN AND THE MAN I'VE BECOME AND THE MAN THAT I'VE BEEN
NOW CAUGHT IN A WALTZ WITH THE ETERNAL DANCER I'M COURTED BY DEATH BUT DEATH ISN'T THE ANSWER I SAY
ALL I WAS MEANT TO BE COULD I SUDDENLY JUST DECIDE NOT A THOUGHT WOULD SURVIVE COULD IT BE MY LIFE'S WORTH ENDED THERE WITH MY BIRTH
IF I COULD SEE SOMEONE WHO'S BEEN THERE BEFORE ME AND TRADED HIS SOUL FOR A MOMENT OF GLORY
HIS PENANCE OR MERCY BY SPIRITS DEBATED WHILE JUDGED ON A SCALE THAT'S BEEN HEAVILY WEIGHTED
AND WHAT HAVE I DONE COULD THERE BE SUCH A SIN IN THIS MAN I'VE BECOME IN THIS MAN THAT I'VE BEEN
NOW CALLING TO GOD FROM THE PIT'S VERY BOTTOM I PRAY HE FORGIVES EVERY SIN I'VE FORGOTTEN THIS DAY
AND WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THAT MY FATE IT WOULD CONJURE THIS TWIST IN THE ROAD ON WHICH I HAVE WANDERED
EACH VISION AND DREAM NOW COMPLETELY DISMEMBERED TO GIVE ONE'S WHOLE LIFE AND FIND NOTHING'S REMEMBERED
AND WHAT GOOD IS A LIFE THAT LEAVES NOTHING BEHIND NOT A THOUGHT OR A DREAM THAT MIGHT ECHO IN TIME
THE YEARS AND THE HOURS THE SECONDS AND MINUTES AND EVERYTHING THAT MY LIFE HAS PLACED IN IT BETRAYED BETRAYED BETRAYED
THE THINGS I HAVE DONE THE PLACES I'VE BEEN THE COST OF MY DREAMS THE WEIGHT OF MY SINS
AND EVERYTHING THAT I'VE GATHERED IN LIFE COULD IT BE LOST COULD IT BE LOST IN THIS COULD IT BE LOST IN THIS NIGHT
by the Trans Siberian Orchestra
Little~Drummer~Boy · Sat Aug 12, 2006 @ 08:37pm · 0 Comments |
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"I have of late,-- but wherefore I know not, -- lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of excersises, and it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, this earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire,-- why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is man! How noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! in form and moving, how express and admirable! in action, how like an angel! in apprehension, how like a god! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so."
-Hamlet Hamlet, Prince of Denmark (II, ii, 287-305)
Little~Drummer~Boy · Sat Aug 12, 2006 @ 07:49am · 0 Comments |
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i heard there was a secret chord that david played and it pleased the lord but you don't really care for music, do you well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth the minor fall and the major lift the baffled king composing hallelujah
hallelujah...
well your faith was strong but you needed proof you saw her bathing on the roof her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you she tied you to her kitchen chair she broke your throne and she cut your hair and from your lips she drew the hallelujah
hallelujah...
baby i've been here before i've seen this room and i've walked this floor i used to live alone before i knew you i've seen your flag on the marble arch but love is not a victory march it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
hallelujah...
well there was a time when you let me know what's really going on below but now you never show that to me do you but remember when i moved in you and the holy dove was moving too and every breath we drew was hallelujah
well, maybe there's a god above but all i've ever learned from love was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you it's not a cry that you hear at night it's not somebody who's seen the light it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
hallelujah... by Jeff Buckley
Little~Drummer~Boy · Sat Aug 12, 2006 @ 07:40am · 0 Comments |
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