seem larger and also a little sad because there is in no one around. Even my thoughts seem to me more at night
large and perhaps a little sadder is because there is nobody around. I want to run home run to you I want
and say I love you I need you. Hope you're not already asleep, sorry to wake you. is because there is nobody around. I want to run home run to you I want
and say I love you I need you. Hope you're not already asleep, sorry to wake you. the streets at night. Giorgio Gaber 1961
are eight in the morning and you're still sleeping I already 'packed up and now I am writing this letter is for you
but I do not know what to say is difficult to explain what I I can not understand but soon I will go and never again 'return I'll leave you alone eh eh when the wind gets up when the wind gets up no more' you can not stop ' not where I go I know how bad I'll
no do not you ever wake up
oh no no no my dear the standard shaking hands my eyes and I think Stan plagued
to tear something inside me and I want to cry no
but if I look I see that door
already open and I want to run away leaving behind me
everything with you matches only when eh eh s'laza the wind when the wind s'laza no most can not stop where I go I do not know how bad I'll
between labyrinths and anxieties at the root of the thought of my earthly image I find traces of the origins is all I know property wisdom on how many shipwrecked vessels of the Phoenicians.
The columns are called D'Erocle oblivion in the hourglass is not Pià the sand and I was meditating on top of the stairs inside the pyramid of Cheops and the light illuminated the dark room
rises sun on the horizon the clouds.
At the root of the thought of my earthly image I find traces of the origins along the Nile, the omens of unmarried while Sirne not the decrees passed
Milva The pyramid of Cheops-text Juri Camisasca-1989 album Waking the sleeping lover.
text and lyrics Fabrizio De André They'll ask you about the text and our love song
Lyric will ask you to love our text:
When ahead of your wonder of our love will come to believe that people consumed in be heeding a love so long you do not give it to them quickly
not open the lips to a traffic jam of words your lips so braking fantasies of love after love it safe to take refuge in the always hypocrisy of I could not ever change you I've changed know and behind the microphones bring a mirror to make you more beautiful already old and weigh myself regalagli you a trick with me and they did not wear
amaze me not well enough tell him that the power I have thrown out of the hands where love was not an adult and will leave scratches on her breasts to return after love weaknesses love was easy now you're not succeeded in changing I have not changed you know that your eyes tell me they have always ridati like flowers given in May and returned in November your eyes like returnable for who you has employed your eyes made for three years your eyes to them then good for scour the beaches with coral or excuse to throw in a cinema with a millstone around the neck and too tired to
not ashamed to admit it in my own identical to your I managed to change us know have succeeded without the other but they know nothing tell without a program tell me how it feels continue to admire so much want you to bring your finger do the 'love for love or for drawing
guaranteed you will live with Alice that you whiskey distillation of flowers or a Casanova who promises to introduce you to the parents or remain simply
where a moment is worth another
not ask you why you choose to continue or finally choose. Fabrizio De André
will come to ask of our love -1973 - Album: Story of a used
the Kobra is not a snake but a vapor that Trisch with the track that leaves where you walk where where you walk the walk you Kobra and with salt if you eat it hurts, because you do not use so
the Kobra and a coat of arms, of stone and brass, is a noble servant who lives in prison ... da da da da da ..... Kobra the winds and turns m'inchioda
but I closed my mouth tight, I have to kobra oh oh oh! Kobra oh oh oh! the Kobra is not a vampire, but a lamo
sigh that becomes an empire
when I see you when I see you when I see you
the Kobra is not a python, but a tasty morsel
song where it becomes walk you where you steps where the steps you kobra is with salt if you eat it hurts, because you do not use so
the Kobra is a blazon of stone and brass, is a noble servant who lives in prison ... da da da da da ..... da da da da da ..... da da da da da ..... da da da da da ..... the cobra turns and runs m'inchioda
but I closed my mouth tight, I have to kobra oh oh oh! Kobra oh oh oh! The kobra is not a snake but a thought that often becomes indecent
when I see you when I see you when I see
when I love you! da da da da .... da da da da .... da da da da ....
Kobra Donatella 1980 Album Rector Magnifico Delirio 1980
Turn turn turn turn turn turn turn turn turn flies once again turns flies full of bright horizon is the sea where they do not give never mud rich aromas of nettles on the sun go down. Turn time running time running time flies when turns turns turns once again flies sugar and lemon snow jack on the roofs of many years ago night after night mom still shipyards. The day you were born I was born a love er Mille and a thousand stars cambiaron color. Turn time flies forever this lullaby is repeated With the notes of an accordion, the party still will come. Skip pass the holy saint look how beautiful women sing in chorus, look how beautiful skirts while rubbing wax dripping blood and the holiness smoke stacks, fried fish and cod. There was a little girl with her shoes blue flowered dress and her eyes to look on the dark A shot in the blue smoke goes away. Turn the girl with his blue shoes. Turn turn turn open arms and nose up And the band was slowly beginning.
Zum para para para para zum zum pa pa E paraparapa Zum zum zum paraparapa pa pa. games stalls rides light orchestras tenotini zum pa pa Peanuts torroncini lollipop balloons zum zum E pa pa para para zum zum para para pa pa. And paraparapa Zum zum zum paraparapa pa pa. Brillantina dop obarba cigarettes horns and trumpets putipù earrings necklaces styling and much more. There was a little girl with her shoes blue flowered dress and her eyes to look on the dark A shot in the blue smoke goes away Turn the girl with his blue shoes. Turn turn turn open arms and nose up and the band was slowly beginning. notes out of tune a bustle of the naivety people smelled of sweat and dignity. The fireman on the third artist share of more Fired its colors in the sky And in the silence came down. gold turquoise coral emerald and purple coffee The girl in the sky of the east saw life and the love is there. One two three
three shots to finish the night and then was returned to
to dream forever and the colors you brought with him.
Tosca, Venturiello, Marcellin The third fireman 2007 Video
so I feel like flying, even if they are still here. And sorry if I hurt you, if I go away like that. And take back the hopes dreams illusions ll what you know about me. And I love, I repeat this in all versions and start living again. And so flight, with open arms among the clouds. Flight so, in the clear air with no limits. Flight keep the soul of these nights. Flight so because that's how I live. Flight in the heart of those who want to make mistakes Flight in the sun because I want to burn. Flight so, so Flight. Not now, please do not talk, I do not fall into this blue. I do not need
certainties but to dream a little longer. And suddenly the wind stirs new feelings that I can no longer distinguish . And suddenly I can not resist the temptation and start living again. And so
flight with open arms among the clouds. Flight
well in the outdoors without limitations. Flight higher and I breath the impossible. parasailing and so I'm living. Flight between these rocks beyond the sea. Flight in the sun because I want to burn. Flight so, so flight, flight so open arms between Flight the clouds so.
