AS HIMSELF

La mia foto
Roma, Italy
He was born in a lazy tuesday.Just purple flowers around his cradle.Silence and purple flowers.The ancient Fathers whisper their secrets in his ears, before he went away, stolen by the wind, blessed by the moon."You are a travelling man" they said him.The roads of his life were just placed in the other side of our world, but when he became a man he felt the emptiness of the desert,and the acrid smell of the asphalt from the streets of the unknown. So he began writing poetry, singing against the night walls, searching for his home, taking his bag. He was a travelling man. And that's just a chosen destiny tale.
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mercoledì 22 ottobre 2008

I'M LOOKING THROUGH YOU ---->>>

I'm looking through you,
where did you go?
I thought I knew you,
what did I know?
You don't look different,
but you have changed
I'm looking through you,
you're not the same
Your lips are moving,
I cannot hear
Your voice is soothing,
but the words aren't clear
You don't sound different,
I've learned the game
I'm looking through you,
you're not the same
Why, tell me why,
did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit
of disappearing overnight
You're thinking of me,
the same old way
You were above me,
but not today
The only difference is you're down there
I'm looking through you,
and you're nowhereWhy,
tell me why,
did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit
of disappearing overnight
I'm looking through you,
where did you go
I thought I knew you,
what did I know
You don't look different,
but you have changed
I'm looking through you,
you're not the same
Yeah
Oh baby I'm changed
Ah I'm looking through you
Yeah
I'm looking through you

[Lennon/McCartney]
PS: la versione cantata da The Wallflowers (ascolta sopra) a me piace di più però!

lunedì 14 aprile 2008

Into The Wild - Hard Sun

When I walk beside her
i am the better man
when I look to leave her
I always stagger back again
once I built an ivory tower
so I could worship from above
and when I climbed down to be set free
she took me in again

there's a big
a big hard sun
beaten on the big people
in the big hard world

when she comes to greet me
she is mercy at my feet
when I see her pin her charm
she just throws it back again
once I sought an early grave
to find a better land
she just smiled and laughed at me
and took her blues back again

there's a big
a big hard sun
beaten on the big people
in the big hard world

there's a big
a big hard sun
beaten on the big people
in the big hard world

when I go to cross that river
she is comfort by my side
when I try to understand
she just opens up her eyes

there's a big
a big hard sun
beaten on the big people
in the big hard world

once I stood to lose her
when I saw what I had done
bound down and flew away the hours
of her garden and her sun
so I tried to warn her
i'll turn to see her weep
40 days and 40 nights
and it's still coming down on me

there's a big
a big hard sun
beaten on the big people
in the big hard world

there's a big
a big hard sun
beaten on the big people
in the big hard world

there's a big
a big hard sun
beaten on the big people
in the big hard world

there's a big
a big hard sun
beaten on the big people
in the big hard world

[Eddie Vedder]
Speriamo bene.

sabato 5 aprile 2008

The Age of The Understatement

Decided, to sneak off away from your stomach
And try your pulse
And captured
What seemed all unknowing and candid
But they suspected it was false

She's playful, the boring would warn you 'be careful'
Of her brigade
In order
To tame this relentless marauder
And move away from the parade

And she was walking on the tables in the glass house
Endearingly bedraggled in the wind
Subtle in her method of seduction
Twenty little tragedies begin

And she would throw her feather boa in the road
If she thought that it would set the scene
Unfittingly dipped into your companions ?
Enlightened them to make you see

And there's affection to rent
The age of the understatement
Before the attraction ferments
Kiss me properly and pull me apart

Affection to rent
The age of the understatement
Before this attraction ferments
Kiss me properly and pull me apart

Oh Oooooooooh

And my fingers scratch at my hair
Before my mind can get too reckless
The idea of seeing you here
Is enough to make the sweat go cold.

The Last Shadow Puppets