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#IORESTOACASA #FORZACOVID-99   LA MUSICA CHE GIRA INTORNO   Per niente facili uomini così poco allineati li puoi Chiamare ai numeri di ieri se nella notte non li avranno cambiati Per niente facili uomini sempre allineati li puoi Pensare nelle strade di ieri se non saranno rientrati   Sarà possibile sì incontrarli in aereo avranno Mani e avranno faccia di chi non fa per niente sul serio Perché l’America così come Roma gli fa paura e il Medio Oriente che qui da noi riscuote nessuna fortuna   Sarà la musica che gira intorno quella che non ha futuro Sarà …

Get wise and stay foolish   I DON’T WANNA GET WISE   [Verse 1] He was drunk, I was blind Though we tried to be kind I was sunk, always late We were quick to rotate   Let’s be blunt, I was a bluff And the surreal life was tough I was a runt, we told lies But to our great surprise   [Pre-Chorus 1] All the shit that we did Brought us some money, I guess And those snotty young kids Were a standing success   Helped us conquer and rise And we learned in this hell   [Chorus] We don’t wanna …

E le porte girevoli… non smettono di girare!   REVOLVING DOORS   [Verse] Revolving doors, what have I done? Someone on the TV, attempting love Revolving doors, what will I become? A redneck song Paid up for seven But he only got an eight now, now I feel that I’m paused by all the pills I see no wrong in here   [Chorus] On a foggy day (Revolving doors in London to a foggy day in Boston) (Revolving doors in London to a foggy day in Boston) I sit in a diner and the Beatles play (Revolving doors in …

FEDELTÀ DEL SUONO #288 – DICEMBRE 2019 – QUATTRO CHIACCHIERE TRA AMICI…   Quattro chiacchiere tra amici…   WHITE CHRISTMAS   [Verse 1] I’m dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow   [Verse 2] I’m dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write “May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white”   [Verse 1] I’m dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the …

Dall’11/9 al 9/11…     99 LUFTBALLONS   [Strophe 1] Hast du etwas Zeit für mich? Dann singe ich ein Lied für dich Von 99 Luftballons Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont Denkst du vielleicht grad an mich? Dann singe ich ein Lied für dich Von 99 Luftballons Und, dass sowas von sowas kommt   [Strophe 2] 99 Luftballons Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont Hielt man für Ufos aus dem All Darum schickte ein General ‘Ne Fliegerstaffel hinterher Alarm zu geben, wenn’s so wär Dabei war’n dort am Horizont Nur 99 Luftballons   [Strophe 3] 99 Düsenflieger Jeder war ein …

Il grigio tra il bianco e il nero     MARINERS APARTMENT COMPLEX   [Verse 1] You took my sadness out of context At the Mariners Apartment Complex I ain’t no candle in the wind I’m the board, the lightning, the thunder Kind of girl who’s gonna make you wonder Who you are and who you’ve been   [Pre-Chorus] And who I’ve been is with you on these beaches Your Venice bitch, your die-hard, your weakness Maybe I could save you from your sins So kiss the sky and whisper to Jesus My, my, my, you found this, you …

FEDELTÀ DEL SUONO #285 – SETTEMBRE 2019 – VOLTAGABBANA E DOPPIOPESISTI DI TUTTO IL MONDO…    Voltagabbana e doppiopesisti di tutto il mondo…     “HOTEL CALIFORNIA”   [Verse 1: Don Henley] On a dark desert highway Cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas Rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself “This could be Heaven or …

Miracolo sotto le stelle d’occidente…   “WESTERN STARS”   I wake up in the morning, just glad my boots are on Instead of empty in the whispering grasses, Down the Five at Forest Lawn On the set, the makeup girl brings me two raw eggs and a shot of gin When I give it all up for that little blue pill That promises to bring it all back to you again   Ride me down easy, ride me down easy friend Tonight the western stars are shining bright again   Here in the canyons above Sunset, the desert don’t …

Il genio è nonconformismo     “Montana”   [Verse 1] I might be movin’ to Montana soon Just to raise me up a crop of dental floss Raisin’ it up Waxin’ it down In a little white box That I can sell uptown By myself I wouldn’t have no boss But I’d be raisin’ my lonely dental floss Raisin’ my lonely dental floss   [Verse 2] Well I just might grow me some bees But I’d leave the sweet stuff to somebody else But then on the other hand I would Keep the wax ‘N melt it down Pluck …

“Sympathy for the devil”   Please allow me to introduce myself I’m a man of wealth and taste I’ve been around for a long, long year Stole many a man’s soul and faith And I was ‘round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what’s puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the Tsar and his ministers …

Strani giorni   “Strani giorni”   In nineteen fortyfive I came to this planet   Ascoltavo ieri sera un cantante uno dei tanti E avevo gli occhi gonfi di stupore I’ve seen many things in this part of the world Nel sentire: “il cielo azzurro appare limpido e regale” Let me tell you something (il cielo a volte, invece, ha qualche cosa d’infernale)   Strani giorni viviamo strani giorni   Cantava: Life can be short or long Sento un rumore di swing provenire dal Neolitico It depends Dall’Olocene Where you go at night Sento il suono di un violino …

PIETRE MILIARI   “The Court of the Crimson King”   The rusted chains of prison moons Are shattered by the sun I walk a road, horizons change The tournament’s begun The purple piper plays his tune, The choir softly sing; Three lullabies in an ancient tongue, For the court of the crimson king The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams I wait outside the pilgrim’s door With insufficient schemes The black queen chants The funeral march, The cracked brass bells will ring; To summon back the fire witch To the court of the crimson king …

RAPSODIA DI PRIMAVERA   “Bohemian Rhapsody”   Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I’m easy come, easy go A little high, little low Anyway the wind blows, doesn’t really matter to me, to me Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead Mama, life had just begun But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away Mama, oh oh …

Cosa sarebbe la Vita senza la Musica?   “Because the Night”   Take me now, baby, here as I am Pull me close, try and understand Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe Love is a banquet on which we feed Come on now try and understand The way I feel when I’m in your hands Take my hand come undercover They can’t hurt you now Can’t hurt you now, can’t hurt you now Because the night belongs to lovers Because the night belongs to lust Because the night belongs to lovers Because the night belongs to us …