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Antonello Venditti: Sotto Il Segno Dei Pesci (Under The Sign of Pisces)

Under The Sign Of Pisces Do you remember that road, it was you and me And the people that was running, and screaming with us “All that I want,” I thought, “it is only love And unity for us, who deserve a different life More just and free, if you want; Run, love, run be not afraid.” You asked me “what do you miss, you have a house You have a woman, a family, who get you out of trouble.” “But all I want,” I thought, “it is just love And unity for us, who deserve a different life More just and free, if you want.” Born under the sign, born under the sign of Pisces And rock music crossed slowly on our discussions Eighteen years are few to promise each other’s future “But all I want,” I said, “it is only love And unity for us who deserve a different life Violent and tender, if you want.” Born under the sign, born under the sign of Pisces And Marina, she is gone now, she teaches in a school today She lives poorly and unsatisfied, and she kno

Haphazard words

Haphazard Words (Mauro Pagani, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZgCUyFNQgAI ) What is up an airplane and five clouds a radio that’s playing they just sing haphazard words At my place unstable balance on this side of my window They tremble, those pages with music in the corners those hands are too beautiful but what is it that keeps amazing us and makes us cry until we swerve what is that what is that that no longer leaves us But what is it? that gets us confused and drags us away and that makes us bleed but what’s that, what is that? that we can find no more. Parole a caso (Mauro Pagani) Cosa c'è un aeroplano e cinque nuvole una radio accesa cantano parole a caso Qui da me un equilibrio instabile al di qua della mia finestra Tremano le pagine la musica negli angoli le mani troppo belle ma cos' è che ci stupisce e ci fa piangere fino a sbandare che cos' è che cos' è che non ci passa più

Matia Bazar: Fantasia

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Fantasia A room, a house, a city Empty streets and shadows in the darkness. In Berlin, soldiers, tired and ageless, Stand by walls with women near them Premonition – in a little while everything’s going to end In Paris, London and all other cities. It all happened on a Friday – it was a night of silence and full moon How much tension there was in the city and how much in that room. On the Seine a solitary barge goes on Champagne in rivers, ammunition and people unaware. In Paris, connivance under unlit lamps Cigarettes and voices for an hour of happiness. Premonition – in a little while everything’s going to end In Paris, London and all other cities. It all happened on a Friday – it was a night of silence and full moon How much tension there was in the city How much tension there was ... Hei! Some tolling – of bells now silent Radio London, a message, in the Thames, a wave. Lord and Lady ‘nother whiskey are going to have But those Englishmen in their pub

Perhaps one day while moving / Forse un mattino andando in un'aria di vetro (Eugenio Montale)

Forse un mattino andando in un'aria di vetro Eugenio Montale (1923)         Forse un mattino andando in un'aria di vetro, arida, rivolgendomi, vedrò compirsi il miracolo: il nulla alle mie spalle, il vuoto dietro di me, con un terrore di ubriaco. Poi come s'uno schermo, s'accamperanno di gitto alberi case colli per l'inganno consueto. Ma sarà troppo tardi; ed io me n'andrò zitto tra gli uomini che non si voltano, col mio segreto. Perhaps one day while moving through an air glassy And barren, I’ll turn around and see the prodigy set up: The void behind my back, the Emptiness behind Me, with a drunkard’s terror. Then, as on a screen, suddenly will appear Trees houses hills, for their customary deceit. But it will be too late; and silent I’ll move on Amongst men who do not turn around – my secret held in me. Eugenio Montale - Interview Short film Ossi di seppia (wiki, it / fr )

Other Forms Of Life (Bluvertigo's "Altre Forme Di Vita")

Other Forms Of Life (( " Altre Forme Di Vita " (M. Castoldi) (Bluvertigo) YouTube / Lyrics )) A very clever man he sat, put on his glasses and then made a distinction Between animal beings And vegetable beings In eighth grade I find out that kingdoms, there are five And that in turn they’re made of extremely different genres and species If the flowers did not exist, would you be able to imagine 'em? If the fish did not exist, would you be able to imagine them? In other areas of this universe (It's easy to understand it) There exist all the things and beings that I can’t yet imagine – it is in practice clear and obvious That there exist some other forms of life It’s Virtually clear and obvious That there exist some other forms of life Today I woke up late And now it all seems so strange to me That we are the only beings Generated by chance This’s a little selfish And not very imaginative Perhaps a little Catholic And very