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KiLLemAll

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Giuseppe
eta': 41
Citta'.: Torre del Greco
Descrizione:
It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here
And I'm most obliged to you for making it clear
that I'm not here
And I never knew the moon could be so big
And I never knew the moon could be so blue
And I'm grateful that you threw away my old shoes
And brought me here instead dressed in red
And I'm wondering who could be writing this song

I don't care if the sun don't shine
And I don't care if nothing is mine
And I don't care if I'm nervous with you
I'll do my loving in the Winter

And the sea isn't green
And I love the queen
And what exactly is a dream?
And what exactly is a joke?

È molto cortese da parte vostra pensarmi qui
E vi sono molto obbligato per aver chiarito
che io non sono qui
Ed io non sapevo che la stanza potesse essere così grande
E non sapevo che la stanza potesse essere così triste
E vi sono grato per aver gettato via le mie vecchie scarpe
Ed avermi portato qui invece vestito di rosso
E mi chiedo chi stia scrivendo questa canzone

Non mi importa se il sole non splende
E non m'importa se nulla è mio
E non m'importa se sono nervoso con te
Amerò d'inverno

Ed il mare non è verde
Ed io amo la regina
E cos'è esattamente un sogno?
E cos'è esattamente uno scherzo?


Roger "Syd" Barrett (Pink Floyd) 1968



Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet* and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.

Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.

But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you, standing in the road
always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.

"Well, only got an hour of daylight left. Better get started"
"Isnt it unsafe to travel at night?"
"It'll be a lot less safe to stay here. You're father's gunna pick up our trail before long"
"Can Loca ride?"
"Yeah, I can ride... Magaret, time to go! Maigret, thank you for everything"
"Goodbye Chenga"
"Goodbye miss ..."
"I'll be back"

Roger Waters 1979



Following the path
As it leads towards the darkness in the north
Weary strangers' faces show their sympathy
They've seen that hope before

And if you want to stay for a little bit
Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
Before you the night is beckoning
And you know you can't delay
You hear the night birds calling you
But you can't catch the words they say
Close your aching eyes beyond your name

Mist is swelling, creatures crawling,
Hear the roar get louder in your ears
You know the folly was your own
But the force behind can't conquer all your fears

And if you want to stay for a little bit
Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
Before you the night is beckoning
And you know you can't delay
You hear the night birds calling you
But you can't catch the words they say
Close your aching eyes beyond your name

Throw your thoughts back many years
To the time when there was life in every morning
Perhaps a day will come
When the nights will be as close as that morning

And if you want to stay for a little bit
Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
Before you the night is beckoning
And you know you can't delay
You hear the night birds calling you
But you can't catch the words they say
Close your aching eyes beyond your name

David Gilmour 1969



Remember a day before today
A day when you were young
Free to play along with time
Evening never comes

Sing a song that can't be sung
Without the morning's kiss
Dream you shall be if you wish
Look for your king

Why can't we play today?
Why can't we stay that way?

Climb your favourite apple tree
Try to catch the sun
Hide from your little brother's gun
Dream yourself away

Why can't we reach the sun?
Why can't we blow the years away?
Blow away
Blow away
Remember
Remember

Richard Wright 1968

Si fosse n'auciello, ogne matina
vurria cantà 'ncoppa 'a fenesta toja:
"Bongiorno, ammore mio,bongiorno, ammore!".
E po' vurria zumpà 'ncoppa 'e capille
e chiano chiano, comme a na carezza,
cu stu beccuccio accussi piccerillo,
mme te mangiasse 'e vase a pezzechillo...
si fosse nu canario o nu cardillo

Antonio De Curtis in arte Totò


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