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Heartstopper by Emiliana Torrini

Fri, 14 Mar 2008 18:31:13 GMT

You said I began
This messy state of love affair
And I drink too much and smoke too fast
And this city's cleared my innocence

Coffee is pouring out my ears
It's the only thing they have in here
And my heart stops beating

And when it stops it stops
My heart stopped beating
And when it stops it stops
My heart stopped beating

Number three still on my plate
I heard the trains are running late
And I laugh out loud
My life is a mess
I have gone too far
In my lifelessness

Another coffee it's on the house
The poor girl look is on the owners spouse
And my heart stopped beating

And when it stops it stops
My heart stopped beating
And when it stops it stops
My heart stopped beating

Outside your house
To make a scene
In my head you grabbed me passionately
But the lights are out
And in an hour I walked on home
In the pouring shower
Lost my keys in front of me
My neighbor's smile he's handing me
The blackest coffee you will ever see

And my hearts stopped beating

And when it stops it stops
My heart stopped beating
And when it stops it stops
My heart stopped beating

Fool by Shaki

Sat, 09 Feb 2008 12:15:48 GMT

Tell me lies, slap me on the face, just...
Improvise, do something really clever,
That'll make me hate your name forever

You might swear, you'd never touch a lady
Well, let me say, you're not too far from maybe
Every day you find new ways to hurt me

But I can't help it if I'm just a fool
Always having my heart set on you
Till the time you start changing the rules
I'll keep chasing the soles of your shoes

Ahh, fool

God resigned, from hearing my old story
Every night, I'm paying hell for glory
I'm embarrassed but I'm much more sorry

All this pain, begins to feel like pleasure
With my tears, you'd make a sea a desert
Salt my wounds and I'll keep saying thank you

But I can't help it if I'm just a fool
Always having my heart set on you
Till the time you start changing the rules
I'll keep chasing the soles of your shoes

Ahh, fool

MA CHE CARINIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!! LO SO SONO MATTO....

Wed, 23 Jan 2008 12:53:38 GMT

Goodnight Moon by Shivaree

Mon, 14 Jan 2008 12:34:41 GMT

There's a nail in the door
And there's glass on the lawn
Tacks on the floor
And the TV is on
And I always sleep with my guns
When you're gone

There's a blade by the bed
And a phone in my hand
A dog on the floor
And some cash on the nightstand
When I'm all alone the dreaming stops
And I just can't stand

What should I do I'm just a little baby
What if the lights go out and maybe
And then the wind just starts to moan
Outside the door he followed me home

Well goodnight moon
I want the sun
If it's not here soon
I might be done
No it won't be too soon 'til I say
Goodnight moon

There's a shark in the pool
And a witch in the tree
A crazy old neighbour and he's been watching me
And there's footsteps loud and strong coming down the hall
Something's under the bed
Now it's out in the hedge
There's a big black crow sitting on my window ledge
And I hear something scratching through the wall

Oh what should I do I'm just a little baby
What if the lights go out and maybe
I just hate to be all alone
Outside the door he followed me home
Now goodnight moon
I want the sun
If it's not here soon
I might be done
No it won't be too soon 'til I say
Goodnight moon

Well you're up so high
How can you save me
When the dark comes here
Tonight to take me up
To my front walk
And into bed where it kisses my face
And eats my head

Oh what should I do I'm just a little baby
What if the lights go out and maybe
And then the wind just starts to moan
Outside the door he followed me home
Now goodnight moon
I want the sun
If it's not here soon
I might be done
No it won't be too soon 'til I say
Goodnight moon
No it won't be too soon 'til I say
Goodnight moon

Alanis Morissette

Sun, 09 Dec 2007 10:46:53 GMT

"Mary Jane"

What's the matter Mary Jane, you had a hard day
As you place the don't disturb sign on the door
You lost your place in line again, what a pity
You never seem to want to dance anymore

It's a long way down
On this roller coaster
The last chance streetcar
Went off the track
And you're on it

I hear you're counting sheep again Mary Jane
What's the point of trying to dream anymore
I hear you're losing weight again Mary Jane
Do you ever wonder who you're losing it for

Well it's full speed baby
In the wrong direction
There's a few more bruises
If that's the way
You insist on heading

Please be honest Mary Jane
Are you happy
Please don't censor your tears

You're the sweet crusader
And you're on your way
You're the last great innocent
And that's why I love you

So take this moment Mary Jane and be selfish
Worry not about the cars that go by
All that matters Mary Jane is your freedom
Keep warm my dear, keep dry

Tell me
Tell me
What's the matter Mary Jane...

......

Mon, 26 Nov 2007 18:57:52 GMT

"The wind is blowing, blowing over the grass.
It shakes the willow catkins; the leaves shine silver.
Where are you going, wind? Far, far away
Over the hills, over the edge of the world.
Take me with you, wind, high over the sky.
I will go with you, I will be rabbit-of-the-wind,
Into the sky, the feathery sky and the rabbit.

The stream is running, running over the gravel,
Through the brooklime, the kingcups, the blue and gold of spring.
Where are you going, stream? Far, far away
Beyond the heather, sliding away all night.
Take me with you, stream, away in the starlight.
I will go with you, I will be rabbit-of-the-stream,
Down through the water, the green water and the rabbit.

In autumn the leaves come blowing, yellow and brown.
They rustle in the ditches, they tug and hang on the hedge.
Where are you going, leaves? Far, far away
Into the earth we go, with the rain and the berries.
Take me, leaves, O take me on your dark journey.
I will go with you, I will be rabbit-of-the-leaves,
In the deep places of the earth, the earth and the rabbit.

Frith lies in the evening sky. The clouds are red about him.
I am here, Lord Frith, I am running through the long grass.
O take me with you, dropping behind the woods,
Far away, to the heart of light, the silence.
For I am ready to give you my breath, my life,
The shining circle of the sun, the sun and the rabbit."

(Richard Adams, Watership Down)

Beauty and the Beast

Sat, 24 Nov 2007 16:14:02 GMT

Mrs. Potts:
Tale as old as time
True as it can be
Barely even friends
Then somebody bends
Unexpectedly.
Just a little change
Small to say the least
Both a little scared
Neither one prepared
Beauty and the Beast.
Ever just the same
Ever a surprise
Ever as before
Ever just as sure
As the sun will rise.
Tale as old as time
Tune as old as song
Bittersweet and strange
Finding you can change
Learning you were wrong.
Certain as the sun
Rising in the east
Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the Beast.
Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the Beast.
Off to the cupboard with you now, Chip.
It's past your bedtime. Good night, love.

What can I do? By The Corrs

Thu, 18 Oct 2007 12:28:24 GMT

I haven't slept at all in days
It's been so long since we've
And I have been here many times
I just don't know what I'm doing wrong

What can I do to make you love me
What can I do to make you care
What can I say to make you feel this
What can I do to get you there

There's only so much I can take
And I just got to let it go
And who knows I might feel better
If I don't try and I don't hope

What can I do to make you love me
What can I do to make you care
What can I say to make you feel this
What can I do to get you there

No more waiting, No more aching
No more fighting, No more trying

Maybe there's nothing more to say
And in a funny way I'm calm
Because the power is not mine
I'm just gonna let it fly

What can I do to make you love me
What can I do to make you care
What can I say to make you feel this
What can I do to get you there

Love me..

Part of your world

Sun, 30 Sep 2007 18:16:16 GMT

...Allora, ma secondo voi è normale guardare ancora i cartoni alla veneranda età di 19 anni...o sono irrimediabilmente da ricovero??? Non lo so...una buona dose di "infanzia" ogni tanto ci vuole...e alla fine ci siamo cresciuti guardando Robin Hood e La spada nella roccia....perchè smettere? Tanto più cretino di così...:) condivido umilmente con la comunità la mia flebo giornaliera, oggi ci si butta su "La Sirenetta"...e la canzone "Part of your world"...che in english è un'evergreen degli anni d'oro disneyani... non pensate male please....

Look at this stuff
Isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl
The girl who has everything?
Look at this trove
Treasures untold
How many wonders can one cavern hold?
Looking around here you think
Sure, she's got everything
I've got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty
I've got whozits and whatzits galore
You want thingamabobs?
I've got twenty!
But who cares?
No big deal
I want more

I wanna be where the people are
I wanna see, wanna see them dancin'
Walking around on those - what do you call 'em?
Oh - feet!

Flippin' your fins, you don't get too far
Legs are required for jumping, dancing
Strolling along down a - what's that word again?
Street

Up where they walk, up where they run
Up where they stay all day in the sun
Wanderin' free - wish I could be
Part of that world

What would I give if I could live out of these waters?
What would I pay to spend a day warm on the sand?
Bet'cha on land they understand
That they don't reprimand their daughters
Bright young women sick of swimmin'
Ready to stand

I'm ready to know what the people know
Ask 'em my questions and get some answers
What's a fire and why does it - what's the word?
Burn?

When's it my turn?
Wouldn't I love, love to explore that shore up above?
Out of the sea
Wish I could be
Part of that world

Romeo and Juliet by Dire Straits

Mon, 17 Sep 2007 13:20:41 GMT

A lovestruck romeo sings a streetsus serenade
Laying everybody low with me a lovesong that he made
Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
Says something like you and me babe how about it ?

Juliet says hey it’s romeo you nearly gimme a heart attack
He’s underneath the window she’s singing hey la my boyfriend’s back
You shouldn’t come around here singing up at people like that
Anyway what you gonna do about it ?

Juliet the dice were loaded from the start
And I bet and you exploded in my heart
And I forget the movie song
When you wanna realise it was just that the time was wrong juliet ?

Come up on differents streets they both were streets of shame
Both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same
And I dreamed your dream for you and your dream is real
How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals ?

Where you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold
You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
You promised me everything you promised me think and thin
Now you just says oh romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him

Juliet when we made love you used to cry
You said I love you like the stars above I’ll love you till I die
There’s a place for us you know the movie song
When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong juliet ?

I can’t do the talk like they talk on tv
And I can’t do a love song like the way it’s meant to be
I can’t do everything but I’d do anything for you
I can’t do anything except be in love with you

And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All do is keep the beat and bad company
All I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme
Julie I’d do the stars with you any time

Juliet when we made love you used to cry
You said I love you like the stars above I’ll love you till I die
There’s a place for us you know the movie song
When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong juliet ?

A lovestruck romeo sings a streetsus serenade
Laying everybody low with me a lovesong that he made
Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
Says something like you and me babe how about it ?

Stregatto!!!

Thu, 06 Sep 2007 12:54:18 GMT

From Lewis Carroll's 1865 novel, "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland":

"Please, would you tell me," said Alice, a little timidly, ... "why your cat grins like that?"

"It's a Cheshire cat," said the Duchess, "and that's why."

"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.

"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."

"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.

"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."

Alice didn't think that proved it at all: however she went on. "And how do you know that you're mad?"

"To begin with," said the Cat, "a dog's not mad. You grant that?"

"I suppose so," said Alice

"Well, then, " the Cat went on, "you see a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad."

"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"

"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat.

"I don't much care where –" said Alice.

"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.

"– so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation.

"Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long enough."

Siccome non avevo niente, ma dico, proprio niente da fare qui in casa mi sono dato all esplorazione del selvaggio mondo di photoshop...un programmino niente male per modificare foto e simili....e così, taglia là, colora lì, scurisci su, schiarisci giù...ho trasformato il mio micione nello Stregatto Astratto (Napoleone ringrazia...e fa le fusa...)! Ahahah...sono un pò scemo anch io...anzi, un pò svanito...sarà questo tempo strano...allego l'immagine!

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Sun, 02 Sep 2007 12:03:19 GMT

"Spancill Hill"

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by
My mind being bent on rambling to Ireland I did fly
I stepped on board a vision and followed with the wind
Till next I came to anchor at the cross near Spancill Hill

T'was on the 23rd June the day before the fair
When lreland's sons and daughters and friends assembled there
The young ,the old, the brave, the bold came their duty to fill
At the parish church at Cluney just a mile from Spancill Hill

I went to see my neighbors to hear what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone the young one's turning grey
I met the tailor Quigley, he's bold as ever still
Sure he used to mend my britches when I lived at Spancill Hill

I paid a flying visit to my first and only love
She's fair as any lily and gentle as a dove
She threw her arms around me saying "Johnny I love you still"
She was Meg the farmers daughter and the pride of Spancill Hill
She was Meg the farmers daughter and the pride of Spancill Hill

Benin da vivere

Wed, 22 Aug 2007 23:07:01 GMT

...Finalmente a casa, dopo oltre due settimane di viaggio (sottolineo l'uso del termine...non proprio una vacanza...). Che dire? Centomila cose, impossibili da raccontare, difficili da illustrare con poche foto...eppure io voglio credere che quest'esperienza sia servita, ed in un certo senso mi abbia aiutato a migliorare dentro. Scrivo per tutti quelli che mi hanno chiesto un aneddoto, un resoconto, una visione "col senno di poi"....cose che forse non sarò mai in grado di dare se non superficialmente, in maniera distaccata. E' stato bello essere tutti insieme, sbattuti davanti ad una così chiara prova di come la nostra società provochi danni... potersi tenere per mano e guardarsi coi lucciconi...ma avere anche il coraggio di ammettere le nostre mancanze, proponendosi di migliorare e di fare qualcosa. L'impressione guardando le strade caotiche e senza senso di Cotonou è quella di un immenso formicaio dove, se non fosse intervenuta l'odierna concezione del vivere probabilmente ci si aiuterebbe ancora l'un l'altro. La povertà è tanta; la gente passa la giornata sui marciapiedi, travolta da nubi di gas tossico emanato dalle marmitte...centinaia di motorini e macchine semidistrutte, migliaia di persone che gridano e vendono, comprano, dormono, mangiano; e tutto questo all'ombra di enormi palazzi in costruzione: Nestlè e Coca Cola sono ovunque, penetrate a forza nella torrida giornata dei beninesi. I soldi, le auto ed i cellulari ti cambiano dentro; basta fare qualche chilometro per ritrovarsi nei villaggi rurali e nelle campagne dove è possibile trovare ancora solidarietà tra simili e cooperzione...e soprattutto i sorrisi,la semplicità. Abbiamo avuto a che fare con persone che non hanno un divano su cui farti sedere, ma che per te rovesciano in segno di benvenuto acqua potabile sugli stipiti delle porte. Festeggiano cantando nella lingua natale, ballando, come enormi fiori colorati che si agitano impazziti...i bambini ti guardano e sorridono ignari...cos'altro? E' come tentare di descrivere un tramonto (meravigliosi quelli africani...), va vissuto! Possiamo vedere il grande mercato alla televisione, ovvio, ma non possiamo essere travolti da migliaia di odori e sapori; chi ti spintona nel salotto di casa urlando: "Ago!!", che poi sarebbe a dire: "Levati di culo stronzo, c'ho da passare!!"?? Fa tutto parte di un grande quadro, molto partricolare...fatto di sabbia e conchiglie, di grandi foglie verdi,di cocchi e banani. Poi ci sono il riso e la salsa piccante, le mani provate da una giornata di lavoro e gli occhi di qualche vecchio (pochissimi) che ancora ricorda i racconti degli avi deportati in Brasile. E' bello il Benin? Chi lo sa...forse lo è stato....forse lo sarà! Alla fine il dono più grande è quello della consapevolezza...

I Gabbiani

Sun, 29 Jul 2007 17:57:12 GMT

I Gabbiani

Tutti i pomeriggi
si radunano i gabbiani
davanti alla stazione ferroviaria:
Lì ripensano ai loro amori.
Nel loro libro di memorie
due fiori di sandalo:
uno segna la pagina dei ponti,
l'altro quella dei suicidi.
E conservano anche una fotografia
del mendicante che, una volta, trasportava
gli scarti del mercato.
Ma il loro piccolo cuore
- lo stesso degli equilibristi -
per nulla sospira tanto
come per quella pioggia sciocca
che quasi sempre porta il vento,
che quasi sempre porta il sole.
Per nulla sospira tanto
come per l'interminabile
continuo mutare
del cielo e dei giorni.

(Bernardo Atxaga)

Photo Album: uscite primaverii....:)

Sun, 13 Apr 2008 20:44:51 GMT

uscite primaverii....:)

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Photo Album: cazzate...però l ho fatte io! =)

Thu, 03 Apr 2008 12:23:48 GMT

cazzate...però l ho fatte io! =)

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Photo Album: Viaggio in Benin

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 14:09:18 GMT

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Photo Album: pics of artist

Wed, 05 Dec 2007 21:06:43 GMT

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Photo Album: Parigi

Mon, 29 Oct 2007 15:49:32 GMT

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Mon, 23 Jul 2007 16:19:36 GMT

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Photo Album: cento giorn!!

Mon, 23 Jul 2007 15:52:47 GMT

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Mon, 23 Jul 2007 15:47:23 GMT

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Photo Album: centri estivi 2006

Mon, 23 Jul 2007 15:25:51 GMT

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Photo Album: viaggio Irlanda!

Mon, 23 Jul 2007 15:22:35 GMT

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Photo Album: casale marittima novembre 2006

Mon, 23 Jul 2007 15:14:56 GMT

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Custom List: My Movies

Mon, 14 Jan 2008 12:36:52 GMT

My Movies

"A piedi nudi nel parco"
"Peter Pan"
"Colazione da Tiffany"
"Il meraviglioso mondo di Amelie"
"Neverland"
"Il mio grosso grasso matrimonio greco"
"Invito a cena con delitto"
"Master e commander"
"A qualcuno piace caldo"
"Una casa alla fine del mondo"
"Quattro matrimoni e un funerale"
"La sposa cadavere"
"Evita"
"Stardust"
"Ever After"
"Pomi d'ottone e manici di scopa"
"I diari della motocicletta"
"Fur"
"Frankenstein junior"
"A love song For Bobby Long"

Custom List: My Books

Mon, 14 Jan 2008 12:35:40 GMT

My Books

"Antologia di Spoon River", Edgar Lee Masters
"Abbaiare stanca", Daniel Pennac
"I Racconti", Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa
"Nessun luogo è lontano", Richard Bach
"Il Signore degli Anelli", J.R. Tolkien
"Il bar sotto il mare", Stefano Benni
"La Storia Infinita", Michael Ende
"Il Piccolo Principe", Antoine De Saint-Exupèry
"A Midsummer Night's Dream", William Shakespeare
"Il Diario di Bridget Jones", Helen Fielding
"L'anello di Re Salomone", Lorenz
"Harry Potter e il prigioniero di Azkabam", J.K. Rowling
"Rivergination", Luciana Littizzetto
"Il Corsaro Nero", Emilio Salgari
"I Fantasmi di Pietra", Mauro Corona
"La Collina Dei Conigli", Richard Adams