mercoledì 30 dicembre 2009

Year 2009 in 100 photos (music: Loorena Mckennitt, photo: Associated Press)

fuck off 2009

HELL FEATURING BRYAN FERRY 'U CAN DANCE'

Wicker Park Music Video- Josh Hartnett and Diane Kruger

"I should stop thinking
of the parting scenes
The goodbye parties
And everything else.
Every smile is like a mile
I have to go
Without you.
Every tear is like a year
I have to live here
Without you.
Every speech is like a beach
Of white sands of loneliness.
I should stop thinking
Of the parting scenes
The goodbye parties
And everything else.
Every smile is like a mile
I have to go alone..."

lunedì 21 dicembre 2009

Symphony for 54 Shoes (Distant Echoes) - Ingrid Bachmann

schiller i feel you

i feel you...
in every stone
in every leaf of every tree
you've ever grown
[that you ever might have grown]

i feel you...
in every thing
in every river that might flow
in every seed you might have sown

i feel you...
in every vein
in every beating of my heart
each breath I take
[in every breath i'll ever take]

i feel you...
anyway...
in every tear that i might shed
in every word i've never said

i feel you...

domenica 20 dicembre 2009

Norah Jones - Thinking About You

"Thinking About You"

Yesterday I saw the sun shinin',
And the leaves were fallin' down softly,
My cold hands needed a warm, warm touch,
And I was thinkin' about you.

Here I am lookin' for signs of leaving,
You hold my hand, but do you really need me?
I guess it's time for me to let you go,
And I've been thinkin' about you,
I've been thinkin' about you.

When you sail across the ocean waters,
And you reach the other side safely,
Could you smile a little smile for me?
'cause I'll be thinkin' about you,
I'll be thinkin' about you,
I'll be thinkin' about you,
I'll be thinkin' about you.

domenica 13 dicembre 2009

sabato 12 dicembre 2009

venerdì 11 dicembre 2009

Coldplay - Don't Panic

Bones sinking like stones
All that we've fought for
All these places we've grown
All of us are done for

And we live in a beautiful world
Yeah we do, yeah we do
We live in a beautiful world

Bones sinking like stones
All that we've fought for
All these places we've grown
All of us are done for

And we live in a beautiful world
Yeah we do, yeah we do
We live in a beautiful world

And we live in a beautiful world
Yeah we do, yeah we do
We live in a beautiful world

Oh all that I know
There's nothing here to run from
'Cos yeah, everybody here's got somebody to lean on

giovedì 10 dicembre 2009

Elliott Smith - I Figured You Out

seen you watching
her every time she crosses the floor
so wont you just go and talk to
the one you really adore
i'm getting pretty used to being
the one that you always ignore
when somebody wants you
i've seen it before

you're every kind of color
there ain't nothing that you won't claim
your ambition and promise
and your addiction to fame
and everyone's got a dollar
sign after their name
and when somebody wants you
you treat 'em just the same

so go on and pick up
you don't care what poison you choose
or what person you'll lose
should've been me, yeah
shouldn't it be?

crushing quiet
crawls in through your window
from someone who wants you
but you'll never know
but i'll pick up around you
clear everything out
leave you where i found you
i figured you out

sabato 5 dicembre 2009

giovedì 3 dicembre 2009

vision of you

VISIONS OF YOU If you think Im still wondering about you I want you to know Im no more blinded by my eyes Now I can see What you really wanted from me My money my fame the glory of my name Oh you can have it all I dont care anymore The story is always the same And I will always hold dear My visions of you Theres a moment in your Life When you decide to go Or choose to stay And so Im leaving Leaving for place Where no one knows me Where to be who I am. Im not afraid of not seeing again Cause I will always hold dear my visions of you. The first time I saw you You left me breathless But now when I look at you I feel nothing, nothing at all. Cause sorrows and disappointments Tamed the passions of my heart And I think wed better be apart Theres nothing Im going to miss Not a word neither a gaze nor a kiss But I will always hold dear my visions of you. Yes, I will always hold dear my visions of you.

No B. Day, l’adesione di Daniele Luttazzi: “È ora di gridarlo forte: BASTA!” - micromega-online - micromega

No B. Day, l’adesione di Daniele Luttazzi: “È ora di gridarlo forte: BASTA!” - micromega-online - micromega

No B. Day, l’adesione di Daniele Luttazzi: “È ora di gridarlo forte: BASTA!” - micromega-online - micromega

No B. Day, l’adesione di Daniele Luttazzi: “È ora di gridarlo forte: BASTA!” - micromega-online - micromega

lunedì 30 novembre 2009

sabato 28 novembre 2009

giovedì 26 novembre 2009

martedì 24 novembre 2009

lunedì 23 novembre 2009

If we kissed-Fiona Apple

Electricity, eye to eye.
Hey don't I know you? I can't speak.
Stripped my senses on the spot,
I've never been defenseless,
I can't even make sense of this.
You speak and I don't hear a word.

What would happen if we kissed?
Would your tongue slip past my lips?
Would you run away?
Would you stay?
Or would I melt into you?
Mouth to mouth, lust to lust,
Spontaneously combust

The room is spinning out of control.
You act like you didn't notice, brushed my hand.
Forbidden fruit, ring on my finger.
You're such a moral mortal man.
Would you throw it away? No question.
Will I pretend I'm innocent?

What would happen if we kissed?
Would your tongue slip past my lips?
Would you run away?
Would you stay?
Or would I melt into you?
Mouth to mouth, lust to lust,
Spontaneously combust
What would happen if we kissed?

Ahhhh...
Oh
Ahhhh...

I struggle with myself again
Quickly the wall, I'm crumbling
Don't know if I can turn away

What would happen if we kissed?
Would your tongue slip past my lips?
Would you run away?
Would you stay?
Or would I melt into you?
Mouth to mouth.
If we kissed,
Would your tongue slip past my lips?
Would you run away?
Would you stay?
Or would I melt into you?
Mouth to mouth.
If we kissed.
Oehh-oh
If we kissed.
Oehh-oh...

domenica 22 novembre 2009

il video della buonanotte

scout niblett "kiss" featuring bonnie 'prince' billy


A kiss could've killed me,
If it were not for the rain.
A kiss could've killed me,
Baby, if it were not for rain.

And I, had, a feeling it was coming on
And I, felt it coming,
For so long.
If I'm to be the fool,
Then so it be.

This fool can die now.
With a heart that soared.
Ho---oww,
How, had it coming
For so long.

And darling take my hand,
And lead me through the dawn.
Let's kidnap each other,
And start singing our song,

'Cause my heart is charged now,
Dude it's dancing in my chest!
And I fly and I walk out
From the spell in that, kiss.

Cause I...

It could've.
It could've killed me.
It could've killed me.

If were not for the rain.

Oh darling let me dream (let me dream)
Cause somewhere in me (inside of me)
I have been waiting (waiting)
So, patiently

For you.

You, you.

So don't you!

Break!

Don't break my dreams.

(yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Don't break my dream.

And rain will exalt us
As the night draws in.
Winds howl around us,
As we begin.

What a way to start a fire (ooooh)
Broken with the break of day.

A kiss could have killed me, baby.
If it were not for rain.

And I, had,
a feeling it was coming on,
I felt it coming,
For so long.

And I...

It could've!

It could've killed me!
It could've killed me!

If it were not for the rain.

venerdì 20 novembre 2009

da circa 30 anni Hilario C.S. e la sua banda, "los Pishtacos", uccide esseri umani (si stima da 60 a 200 vittime) per vendere alle case produttrici di cosmetici, europee, il grasso e i tessuti dei loro corpi. per l'incredibile cifra di 15mila dollari al chilo. ovviamente questo traffico avviene grazie a una rete internazionale. quattro assassini sono stati arrestati e altri sette sono ancora latitanti. in libertà anche due italiani.

peace and love



in Danimarca hanno creato un nuovo "advertgame" contro la violenza alle donne. si chiama "Hit the Bitch", cioé colpisci la sgualdrina. andando sul sito si può colpire virtualmente
(mouse o webcam) con un ceffone
una ragazza. più ceffoni si danno più sale il punteggio del giocatore, fino a "100% gansta". allora, mentre la ragazza a terra piange, una voce fuori campo rimprovera il giocatore: "Il gioco l'hai perso la prima volta che hai alzato le mani su una donna"... vabbé

peace and love














mercoledì 18 novembre 2009

il video dela nanna Michael Nyman - Molly - Wonderland

I am sad

I'm the blue bruise on your back
I'm this headache

Sometimes
Always
Often
Never
Forever

I'm the street light turning red
I am sad

You say
You keep saying
I'm on my way
I'm not away
But I'm on my own

I'm the things you never had
The unsaid

I'm the ones you never met
Half-smoked cigarette

I'm the deep scar on your leg
I'm this airbag

I'm the pills on your bed
I am sad

I am sad

Wedding Dress

Would you put on that long white gown
And burn like there's no more tomorrows?
Will you walk with me underground
And forgive all my sicknesses and my sorrows?
Will you be shamed if I shake like I'm dyin'
When I fall to my knees and I'm crying?
Will you visit me where my body rests
Will you put on that long white dress?
Ba dadada, da, badadadada dadada
Ba dadada, da, badadada
The end could be soon, we'd better rent a room
So you can love me
Will you put on that long white dress
While I burn when there's no more tomorrows?
Will you remember me through the years I'll miss
And forget all the sadnesses and the sorrows?
Ba dadada, da, badadadada dadada
Ba dadada, da, badadada
We got buried in the fever
Now you love me
Get a room, so you can love me

lunedì 16 novembre 2009

il video della sera...

Cat Power - The Moon

Moon is not only beautiful
It is so far away
The moon is not only ice cold
It is here to stay

When I lay me down
Will you still be around
When they put me six feet underground
Will the big bad beautiful you be around

Everyone says they know you
(they know you)
Better than you know who
(better than you)
Everyone says they own you
(they own you)
More than you do
When I lay me down
Will you still be around
When they put you six feet underground
Will the big bad beautiful moon be around

Cause the moon is not only beautiful
It is so far away
The moon is not only ice cold
It is here to stay

Everyone says they know you
(they know you)
Better than you know who
(better than you)
Everyone says they own you
(they own you)
More than you do

La poesia di lunedì: Anna Achmatova

«Двадцать первое. Ночь. Понедельник» Анна Ахматова

Двадцать первое. Ночь. Понедельник.
Очертанья столицы во мгле.
Сочинил же какой-то бездельник,
Что бывает любовь на земле.

И от лености или со скуки
Все поверили, так и живут:
Ждут свиданий, боятся разлуки
И любовные песни поют.

Но иным открывается тайна,
И почиет на них тишина...
Я на это наткнулась случайно
И с тех пор всё как будто больна.

Январь 1917, Петербург

Notte del ventuno. Lunedì.

Notte del ventuno. Lunedì.
La città è immersa nel buio.
Un qualche burlone ha scritto
che c’è amore sulla terra.
E per pigrizia o per tristezza
tutti ci hanno creduto. E così vivono:

anelano incontri, temono i distacchi,
cantano amorose canzoni.
Ma diverso si rivela il mistero
e il silenzio calerà su ognuno…
Anch’io mi ci sono imbattuta per caso
e d’allora sono sempre come ammalata.

Twenty-first. Night. Monday.

Twenty-first. Night. Monday.
Silhouette of the capitol in darkness.
Some good-for-nothing -- who knows why --
made up the tale that love exists on earth.

People believe it, maybe from laziness
or boredom, and live accordingly:
they wait eagerly for meetings, fear parting,
and when they sing, they sing about love.

But the secret reveals itself to some,
and on them silence settles down...
I found this out by accident
and now it seems I'm sick all the time.



© Sick Butterfly by Batsceba Hardy

HAVE A NICE MONDAY: Peace and Love

Zoé - Peace and Love

domenica 15 novembre 2009

Sunday Morning

Il video di una domenica mattina qualsiasi

by Wallace Stevens
1

Complacencies of the peignoir, and late
Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair,
And the green freedom of a cockatoo
Upon a rug mingle to dissipate
The holy hush of ancient sacrifice.
She dreams a little, and she feels the dark
Encroachment of that old catastrophe,
As a calm darkens among water-lights.
The pungent oranges and bright, green wings
Seem things in some procession of the dead,
Winding across wide water, without sound.
The day is like wide water, without sound.
Stilled for the passing of her dreaming feet
Over the seas, to silent Palestine,
Dominion of the blood and sepulchre.

2

Why should she give her bounty to the dead?
What is divinity if it can come
Only in silent shadows and in dreams?
Shall she not find in comforts of the sun,
In pungent fruit and bright green wings, or else
In any balm or beauty of the earth,
Things to be cherished like the thought of heaven?
Divinity must live within herself:
Passions of rain, or moods in falling snow;
Grievings in loneliness, or unsubdued
Elations when the forest blooms; gusty
Emotions on wet roads on autumn nights;
All pleasures and all pains, remembering
The bough of summer and the winter branch.
These are the measure destined for her soul.

3

Jove in the clouds had his inhuman birth.
No mother suckled him, no sweet land gave
Large-mannered motions to his mythy mind.
He moved among us, as a muttering king,
Magnificent, would move among his hinds,
Until our blood, commingling, virginal,
With heaven, brought such requital to desire
The very hinds discerned it, in a star.
Shall our blood fail? Or shall it come to be
The blood of paradise? And shall the earth
Seem all of paradise that we shall know?
The sky will be much friendlier then than now,
A part of labor and a part of pain,
And next in glory to enduring love,
Not this dividing and indifferent blue.

4

She says, "I am content when wakened birds,
Before they fly, test the reality
Of misty fields, by their sweet questionings;
But when the birds are gone, and their warm fields
Return no more, where, then, is paradise?"
There is not any haunt of prophecy,
Nor any old chimera of the grave,
Neither the golden underground, nor isle
Melodious, where spirits gat them home,
Nor visionary south, nor cloudy palm
Remote on heaven's hill, that has endured
As April's green endures; or will endure
Like her remembrance of awakened birds,
Or her desire for June and evening, tipped
By the consummation of the swallow's wings.

5

She says, "But in contentment I still feel
The need of some imperishable bliss."
Death is the mother of beauty; hence from her,
Alone, shall come fulfillment to our dreams
And our desires. Although she strews the leaves
Of sure obliteration on our paths,
The path sick sorrow took, the many paths
Where triumph rang its brassy phrase, or love
Whispered a little out of tenderness,
She makes the willow shiver in the sun
For maidens who were wont to sit and gaze
Upon the grass, relinquished to their feet.
She causes boys to pile new plums and pears
On disregarded plate. The maidens taste
And stray impassioned in the littering leaves.

6

Is there no change of death in paradise?
Does ripe fruit never fall? Or do the boughs
Hang always heavy in that perfect sky,
Unchanging, yet so like our perishing earth,
With rivers like our own that seek for seas
They never find, the same receding shores
That never touch with inarticulate pang?
Why set pear upon those river-banks
Or spice the shores with odors of the plum?
Alas, that they should wear our colors there,
The silken weavings of our afternoons,
And pick the strings of our insipid lutes!
Death is the mother of beauty, mystical,
Within whose burning bosom we devise
Our earthly mothers waiting, sleeplessly.

7

Supple and turbulent, a ring of men
Shall chant in orgy on a summer morn
Their boisterous devotion to the sun,
Not as a god, but as a god might be,
Naked among them, like a savage source.
Their chant shall be a chant of paradise,
Out of their blood, returning to the sky;
And in their chant shall enter, voice by voice,
The windy lake wherein their lord delights,
The trees, like serafin, and echoing hills,
That choir among themselves long afterward.
They shall know well the heavenly fellowship
Of men that perish and of summer morn.
And whence they came and whither they shall go
The dew upon their feel shall manifest.

8

She hears, upon that water without sound,
A voice that cries, "The tomb in Palestine
Is not the porch of spirits lingering.
It is the grave of Jesus, where he lay."
We live in an old chaos of the sun,
Or old dependency of day and night,
Or island solitude, unsponsored, free,
Of that wide water, inescapable.
Deer walk upon our mountains, and the quail
Whistle about us their spontaneous cries;
Sweet berries ripen in the wilderness;
And, in the isolation of the sky,
At evening, casual flocks of pigeons make
Ambiguous undulations as they sink,
Downward to darkness, on extended wings.

sabato 14 novembre 2009

Katie Melua - 'If You Were A Sailboat'

If you were a cowboy, I would trail you
If you were a piece of wood, I’d nail you to the floor
If you were a sailboat, I would sail you to the shore
If you were a river, I would swim you
If you were a house, I would live in you all my days
If you were a preacher, I’d begin to change my ways

Sometimes I believe in fate
but the chances we create
always seem to ring more true
you took a chance on loving me
I took a chance on loving you

If I was in jail I know you’d spring me
If I were a telephone you’d ring me all day long
If I was in pain I know you’d sing me soothing songs

Sometimes I believe in fate
but the chances we create
always seem to ring more true
you took a chance on loving me
I took a chance on loving you

If I was hungry you would feed me
if I was in darkness you would lead me to the light
If I was a book I know you’d read me every night

If you were a cowboy I would trail you
If you were a piece of wood I’d nail you to the floor
If you were a sailboat I would sail you to the shore
If you were a sailboat I would sail you to the shore

mercoledì 4 novembre 2009

lunedì 5 ottobre 2009

Lucy and Carter ~ I will always love you::...

If I should stay,
I would only be in your way.
So I'll go, but I know
I'll think of you ev'ry step of the way.

And I will always love you.
I will always love you.
You, my darling you. Hmm.

Bittersweet memories
that is all I'm taking with me.
So, goodbye. Please, don't cry.
We both know I'm not what you, you need.

And I will always love you.
I will always love you.

(Instrumental solo)

I hope life treats you kind
And I hope you have all you've dreamed of.
And I wish to you, joy and happiness.
But above all this, I wish you love.

And I will always love you.
I will always love you.
I will always love you.
I will always love you.
I will always love you.
I, I will always love you.

You, darling, I love you.
Ooh, I'll always, I'll always love you.

sabato 3 ottobre 2009

mercoledì 23 settembre 2009

martedì 22 settembre 2009





DOC FAUST & THE CHARTS



I was walking down the road

I was just another face in the crowd.

Then they spotted me and approached me,

Asked me “Would you sell your soul

To write a song

That would become

Next generation’s sound?



But it’s hard and it gets harder every day

For me to say

That it’s hard and it gets harder

Every day.




I am playing every day

Onstage I am like a monkey in a cage,

With people watching, touching, waving

Catchy tunes are made for this.

I wrote a song

That will become

Next generation’s sound.



chorus

sabato 19 settembre 2009

I am sad

a video music. I am sad by September 29th
in Berlin, HOLOCAUST MEMORIAL....

Butterfly - Tori Amos

venerdì 7 agosto 2009

Mazzy Star - Fade Into You (Black White Version)

I want to hold the hand inside you
I want to take a breath thats true
I look to you and I see nothing
I look to you to see the truth
You live your life
You go in shadows
Youll come apart and youll go black
Some kind of night into your darkness
Colors your eyes with whats not there.

Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think its strange you never knew

A strangers light comes on slowly
A strangers heart without a home
You put your hands into your head
And then smiles cover your heart

Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think its strange you never knew

Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think its strange you never knew
I think its strange you never knew

giovedì 30 luglio 2009

Roger Waters - Radio KAOS - Tide Is Turning

I used to think the world was flat
Rarely threw my hat into the crowd
I felt I had used up my quota of yearning
Used to look in on the children at night
In the glow of their Donald Duck light
And frighten myself with the thought of my little ones burning
But, oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
The tide is turning

Satellite buzzing through the endless night
Exclusive to moonshots and world title fights
Jesus Christ, imagine what it must be earning
Who is the strongest
Who is the best
Who holds the aces
The East
Or the West
This is the crap our children are learning
But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
The tide is turning
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning

Now the satellite's confused
'Cause on Saturday night
The airwaves were full of compassion and light
And his silicon heart
Warmed to the sight of a billion candles burning
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
The tide is turning Billy

I'm not saying that the battle is won
But on Saturday night all those kids in the sun
Wrested technology's sword from the hand of the war lords
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
The tide is turning Sylvester
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
...

Cloud and Mind, Winds of Life (Ben Heine)


venerdì 17 luglio 2009

giovedì 16 luglio 2009

The Other Side

Meet me on the other side
Meet me on the other side
Ill see you on the other side
See you on the other side

Honey now if Im honest
I still dont know what love is
Another mirage folds into the haze of time recalled
And now the floodgates cannot hold
All my sorrow all my rage
A tear that falls on every page

Meet me on the other side
Meet me on the other side

Maybe I oughta mention
Was never my intention
To harm you or your kin
Are you so scared to look within
The ghosts are crawling on our skin
We may race and we may run
Well not undo what has been done
Or change the moment when its gone

Meet me on the other side
Meet me on the other side
Ill see you on the other side
Ill see you on the other side

I know it would be outrageous
To come on all courageous
And offer you my hand
To pull you up on to dry land
When all I got is sinking sand
The trick aint worth the time it buys
Im sick of hearing my own lies
And loves a raven when it flies

Patti Smith - Everybody Wants to Rule the World

Welcome to your life
Theres no turning back
Even while we sleep
We will find you
Acting on your best behaviour
Turn your back on mother nature
Everybody wants to rule the world

Its my own design
Its my own remorse
Help me to decide
Help me make the most
Of freedom and of pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever
Everybody wants to rule the world

Theres a room where the light wont find you
Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down
When they do Ill be right behind you

So glad weve almost made it
So sad they had to fade it
Everybody wants to rule the world

I cant stand this indecision
Married with a lack of vision
Everybody wants to rule the world
Say that youll never never never never need it
One headline why believe it ?
Everybody wants to rule the world

All for freedom and for pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever
Everybody wants to rule the world

venerdì 3 luglio 2009

venerdì 19 giugno 2009

lunedì 13 aprile 2009

CENSURA


© Ben Heine

If you support individual freedom of expression, I beg you to post this image on your site, download it in high resolution, print it, etc, so that it can be seen by more people,

thanks,
Ben

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martedì 24 marzo 2009

Closer - Natalie Portman, Jude Law

VISIONS OF YOU If you think I’m still wondering about you I want you to know I’m no more blinded by my eyes Now I can see What you really wanted from me My money my fame the glory of my name Oh you can have it all I don’t care anymore The story is always the same And I will always hold dear My visions of you There’s a moment in your Life When you decide to go Or choose to stay And so I’m leaving Leaving for place Where no one knows me Where to be who I am. I’m not afraid of not seeing again ‘Cause I will always hold dear my visions of you. The first time I saw you You left me breathless But now when I look at you I feel nothing, nothing at all. ‘Cause sorrows and disappointments Tamed the passions of my heart And I think we’d better be apart There’s nothing I’m going to miss Not a word neither a gaze nor a kiss But I will always hold dear my visions of you. Yes, I will always hold dear my visions of you.

September 29th

domenica 22 marzo 2009

giovedì 26 febbraio 2009

sehnsucht

wishing to wish
I rubbed an old oil lamp,
I rubbed it waiting for him.

desiderando desiderare
ho strofinato una vecchia lampada ad olio,
l'ho strofinata aspettando che apparisse.


© wishing to wish by ~Batsceba




© Aladdin's lamp by ~Batsceba

mercoledì 11 febbraio 2009

Coldplay - Lovers In Japan

Lovers, keep on the road you’re on
Runners, until the race is run
Soldiers, you’ve got to soldier on
Sometimes even right is wrong

They are turning my head out
To see what I’m all about
Keeping my head down
To see what it feels like now
But I have no doubt
One day, we are gonna get out

Tonight maybe we’re gonna run
Dreaming of the Osaka sun
Ohh ohh…
Dreaming of when the morning comes

They are turning my head out
To see what I’m all about
Keeping my head down
To see what it feels like now
But I have no doubt
One day the sun will come out

Reign of love
I can’t let go
To the sea I offer
This heavy load

Locusts will
Lift me up
I’m just a prisoner
In a reign of love

Locusts will
Let us stop
I wish I’d spoken
To the reign of love

sabato 7 febbraio 2009

a-ha: Did Anyone Approach You (music video)

Did Anyone Approach You



You never look up
You never look back
You never say anything based on fact
You've got issues going way back
You never say 'hi'
You never say much
You never make an effort to stay in touch
I've got this feeling something happened here
Something happened here

Did anybody feel you?
Did anybody deal you?
Did anybody make you do some things now?
Did anyone approach you?
Did anybody coach you?
Did anybody tell you what to say now?
Hopeless - it's not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all

You never looked up
You never look back
You never did anything in between
Are things black and white with you
You never believed
You never belonged
Never made milestones to call your own
I've got this feeling something happened here
Something happened here

Did anybody hide you?
Did anybody fight you?
Did anyone decide to do some harm now?
Did anybody read you?
Did anybody bleed you?
Did anybody feed you lots of junk now?
Hopeless - it's not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless
Hopeless - it's not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all
Hopeless - it's not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all

Something happened here
Something happened here

domenica 1 febbraio 2009

La Fata ( Edoardo Bennato)

C'è solo un fiore in quella stanza
e tu ti muovi con pazienza
la medicina è amara ma
tu già lo sai che la berrà

Se non si arrende tu lo tenti
e sciogli il nodo dei tuoi fianchi
e quel vestito scopre già
chi coglie il fiore impazzirà

Farà per te qualunque cosa
e tu sorella e madre e sposa
e tu regina o fata, tu
non puoi pretendere di più

E forse è per vendetta
e forse è per paura
o solo per pazzia
ma da sempre
tu sei quella che paga di più
se vuoi volare ti tirano giù
e se comincia la caccia alla streghe
la strega sei tu

E insegui sogni da bambina
e chiedi amore e sei sincera
non fai magie, ne trucchi, ma
nessuno ormai ci crederà

C'è chi ti urla che sei bella
che sei una fata, sei una stella
poi ti fa schiava, però no
chiamarlo amore non si può

C'è chi ti esalta, chi ti adula
c'è chi ti espone anche in vetrina
si dice amore, però no
chiamarlo amore non si può

lunedì 12 gennaio 2009

ME ... IO

I've found out I'm one and trine

The first me is dead
The second me is living
The third me is... watching

But I'm not God. I'm just myself


© void by ~Batsceba

ho scoperto di essere una e trina

la prima è morta
la seconda vive
la terza... sta a guardare

ma non sono Dio, sono solo Io

venerdì 2 gennaio 2009

David Gray - Say Hello Wave Goodbye

Standing at the door of the pink flamingo
Crying in the rain
It was a kind of so so love,
And Im gonna make sure it doesnt happen again.

You and I had to be the standing joke of the year.
You were a run around,
A lost and found.
And not for me I feel.

Take your hands off me, please
I dont belong to you, you see.

Take a look in my face, for the last time.
I never knew you., you never knew me.
Say hello, goodbye.

Say hello and wave goodbye.

We tried to make it work, you in a cocktail skirt.
And me in a suit, and it just wasnt me.
Youre used to wearing less, and now your lifes a mess.
So insecure you seem.

I put up with all the scenes,
This is one scene,
Thats goin to be played my way

Take your hands off me, please
I dont belong to you, you see.

Take a look in my face, for the last time.
I never knew you., you never knew me.
Say hello, goodbye.

Say hello and wave goodbye.
Say hello and wave goodbye.

Under the deep red light,
I can see the make up slidding down.
Well hey little girl, you will will always make up
So take off that unbecoming frown.

As for me well, Ill find some one
Whos not going cheap in the sales.
A nice little house wife, wholl give me a steady life.
And not keep going off the rails.

Take your hands off me, please
I dont belong to you, you see.

Take a look in my face, for the last time.
I never knew you., you never knew me.
Say hello, goodbye.

Say hello and wave goodbye.
Say hello and wave goodbye.
Say hello and wave goodbye.
Wave goodbye.
Say hello and wave goodbye.
Say hello, wave goodbye.
Goodbye.
Say goodbye.
Say goodbye.

We were born before the wind.
Who were we to understand.
We were born before the wind
Say goodbye.

Through the rain, hail, sleet and snow,
Say good bye.
And Im trying, trying, trying
To say goodbye.
Say goodbye.
Say goodbye.
Say goodbye.

In the wind and the rain my darling.

Say goodbye.

In the wind and the rain my darling...

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