The_Blue_Bird Posted January 13, 2007 Report Share Posted January 13, 2007 The meadowlark and the chim-choo-ree and the sparrowSet to the sky in a flying spree, for the sport over the pharaohA little while later the Pharisees dragged comb through the meadowDo you remember what they called up to you and me, in our window?There is a rusty light on the pines tonightSun pouring wine, lord, or marrowDown into the bones of the birchesAnd the spires of the churchesJutting out from the shadowsThe yoke, and the axe, and the old smokestacks and the bale and the barrowAnd everything sloped like it was dragged from a ropeIn the mouth of the south belowWe've seen those mountains kneeling, felten and greyWe thought our very hearts would up and melt awayFrom that snow in the night timeJust goingAnd goingAnd the stirring of wind chimesIn the morningIn the morningHelps me find my way back inFrom the place where I have beenAnd, Emily - I saw you last night by the riverI dreamed you were skipping little stones across the surface of the waterFrowning at the angle where they were lost, and slipped under forever,In a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a mirrorAnyhow - I sat by your side, by the waterYou taught me the names of the stars overhead that I wrote down in my ledgerThough all I knew of the rote universe were those pleiades loosed in decemberI promised you I‘d set them to verse so I'd always rememberThat the meteorite is a source of the lightAnd the meteor's just what we seeAnd the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to theeAnd the meteorite's just what causes the lightAnd the meteor's how it's perceivedAnd the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to theeYou came and lay a cold compress upon the mess I'm inThrew the window wide and cried; Amen! Amen! Amen!The whole world - stopped - to hear you holleringYou looked down and saw now what was happeningThe lines are fadin' in my kingdomThough I have never known the way to border 'em inSo the muddy mouths of baboons and sows and the grouse and the horse and the henGrope at the gate of the looming lake that was once a tidy penAnd the mail is late and the great estates are not lit from withinThe talk in town's becoming downright sickeningIn due time we will see the far butte lit by a flareI've seen your bravery, and I will follow you thereAnd row through the night timeGone healthyGone healthy all of a suddenIn search of the midwifeWho could help meWho could help meHelp me find my way back inThere are worries where I’ve beenSay, say, say in the lee of the bay; don't be botheredLeave your troubles here where the tugboats shear the water from the waterFlanked by furrows, curling back, like a match held up to a newspaperEmily, they'll follow your lead by the letterAnd I make this claim, and I'm not ashamed to say I know you betterWhat they've seen is just a beam of your sun that banishes winterLet us go! Though we know it's a hopeless endeavorThe ties that bind, they are barbed and spined and hold us close foreverThough there is nothing would help me come to grips with a sky that is gaping and yawningThere is a song I woke with on my lips as you sailed your great ship towards the morningCome on home, the poppies are all grown knee-deep by nowBlossoms all have fallen, and the pollen ruins the plowPeonies nod in the breeze and while they wetly bow, withHydrocephalitic listlessness ants mop up-a their browAnd everything with wings is restless, aimless, drunk and dourThe butterflies and birds collide at hot, ungodly hoursAnd my clay-colored motherlessness rangily reclinesCome on home, now! All my bones are dolorous with vinesPa pointed out to me, for the hundredth time tonightThe way the ladle leads to a dirt-red bullet of lightSquint skyward and listen -Loving him, we move within his borders:Just asterisms in the stars' set orderWe could stand for a centuryStarin'With our heads cockedIn the broad daylight at this thingJoyLandlockedIn bodies that don't keepDumbstruck with the sweetness of beingTill we don't beTold; take thisEat thisTold, the meteorite is the source of the lightAnd the meteor's just what we seeAnd the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to theeAnd the meteorite's just what causes the lightAnd the meteor's how it's perceivedAnd the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ozio Posted January 14, 2007 Report Share Posted January 14, 2007 Curami curamiprendimi in cura da tecurami curamiche ti venga voglia di mecurami curamiverranno al contrattaccocon elmi ed armi nuoveverranno al contrattaccoma intanto adesso curamisolo una terapiasolo una terapiaverranno al contrattaccocon elmi ed armi nuovecurami curami curamicurami curami curamiG. Lindo Ferrara(Sto raffreddato all'inverosimile...Ho i muchi a livello di blob che mi intasano il cervello, aiuto!!!) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MauraYorke Posted January 14, 2007 Report Share Posted January 14, 2007 Beato chi non avrà sogni da realizzare, perché non sarà mai deluso.j.morrison Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jonny_4_president Posted January 15, 2007 Report Share Posted January 15, 2007 This is the story of the hare who lost his spectacles.Owl loved to rest quietly whilst no one was watching.Sitting on a fence one day, he was surprised when suddenly a kangaroo ran close by.Now this may not seem strange, but when Owl overheard Kangaroo whisper to no one in particular,"The hare has lost his spectacles," well, he began to wonder.(Jethro Tull - A Passion Play) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lacatus Posted January 17, 2007 Report Share Posted January 17, 2007 when you've got to feel it in your bones when you've got to feel it in your bones I used to fly like Peter Pan all the children flew when I touched their hands when you've got to feel it in your bones when you've got to feel it in your bones Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kid b Posted January 18, 2007 Report Share Posted January 18, 2007 Ni patria ni banderani raza ni condiciónni límites ni fronterasaExtranjero soybunbury - el extranjero Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rubbish Posted January 18, 2007 Report Share Posted January 18, 2007 dividing opinionsall we are Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ozio Posted January 24, 2007 Report Share Posted January 24, 2007 Io non so perdere e non guardo davanti a me l'ultima notte una piovra sul viso andar via solo se c'è qualcosa di male spuntano davanti a me nuovi raggi di luce lascio che l'onda vada coi movimenti che ha io mi affido alla vita dovunque mi porterà tu sarai, si sarai il mio verde albero io verrò, si verrò a riposare all'ombra ecco qua l'alba una forza superiore sono come un puzzle che si compone davanti a te lascio che l'onda prenda tutto quello che sa io mi affido alla vita e alla meta che haBugo.Stasera questa mi ha mandato in paranoia. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
giup80 Posted January 25, 2007 Report Share Posted January 25, 2007 I know i was bornand know that i'll diethe in between is mine...i am mine...Vabbè parla da sè... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lacatus Posted January 26, 2007 Report Share Posted January 26, 2007 The Beatles - "being for the benefit of mr kite!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
there_there Posted January 26, 2007 Report Share Posted January 26, 2007 V. Capossela - I pagliacci sono profondamente innamorato di questa canzone... anche io anch'io, tanto. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ozio Posted January 28, 2007 Report Share Posted January 28, 2007 V. Capossela - I pagliacci sono profondamente innamorato di questa canzone... anche io anch'io, tanto. Allora mi sa che possiamo fare un club! Oggi ancora Bugo:''Io non so perdere e non guardo davanti a me l'ultima notte una piovra sul viso andar via solo se c'è qualcosa di male spuntano davanti a me nuovi raggi di luce lascio che l'onda vada coi movimenti che ha io mi affido alla vita dovunque mi porterà tu sarai si sarai il mio verde albero io verrò si verrò a riposare all'ombra ecco qua l'alba una forza superiore sono come un puzzle che si compone davanti a te lascio che l'onda prenda tutto quello che sa io mi affido alla vita e alla meta che ha''Bella, bella, bellaEdit: ops.. l'avevo già postata!!la domenica mattina poco ossigeno al cervello... fa niente, vale la pena!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ozio Posted January 28, 2007 Report Share Posted January 28, 2007 E comunque dimenticavo: c'è qualche anima buona che conosce il francese che gentilmente mi potrebbe tradurre la parte finale della canzone? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lacatus Posted January 28, 2007 Report Share Posted January 28, 2007 E comunque dimenticavo: c'è qualche anima buona che conosce il francese che gentilmente mi potrebbe tradurre la parte finale della canzone? chi lo sa!in quel pezzo finale in francese mi ricorda tanto Rino Gaetano Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FrankBlack Posted January 29, 2007 Report Share Posted January 29, 2007 Idestroyeverything i do Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
relayer Posted February 3, 2007 Report Share Posted February 3, 2007 Veiled deadHollow of morningsEarly lavenderInvites to mournMorn mornSomething stayedLithe in lilacRising red rushLight lamentsMoans to shineUntil soars overtenhi - Vähäinen Violetissanon capisco del tutto le frasi in grassetto. chi prova a renderle in italiano? peppiacere Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
there_there Posted February 4, 2007 Report Share Posted February 4, 2007 E comunque dimenticavo: c'è qualche anima buona che conosce il francese che gentilmente mi potrebbe tradurre la parte finale della canzone? quale canzone?dai, ti ho fatto la sinossi di agota kristoff, posso farti pure questa Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ozio Posted February 4, 2007 Report Share Posted February 4, 2007 E comunque dimenticavo: c'è qualche anima buona che conosce il francese che gentilmente mi potrebbe tradurre la parte finale della canzone? quale canzone?dai, ti ho fatto la sinossi di agota kristoff, posso farti pure questa Bugo - Una forza superioreLa parte in finale è in francese!Però non ti preoccupare della sinossi( ), mi accontento della traduzione!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lacatus Posted February 12, 2007 Report Share Posted February 12, 2007 "draft morning" - the byrds (contro la guerra del Vietnam)Sun warm on my face I hear you down below, movin' slow And it's morning Take my time this morningNo hurry to learn to kill and take the will from unknown faces Today was the day for action Leave my bed to kill instead Why should it happen? Lalalalalalalalalala... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rubbish Posted February 14, 2007 Report Share Posted February 14, 2007 "you need a holiday somewhere in the sunwith all the people who are waiting there never seems to be onesay something, say something else"Blur - Advertdal disco che ha in qualche modo "generato" il mio nickname Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ozio Posted February 16, 2007 Report Share Posted February 16, 2007 Il ragno sa bene che si va al podere con schede firmate da prede incollate alle tele, ci sa fare, la vespa gli concede l'alveare: "Abbiate fede, le cose stanno per cambiare", vaneggia, vive in una reggia e cicaleggia ad oltranza comizi della sostanza di una scoreggia, mostra cimici, cita saggi e si pavoneggia, noi scarafaggi all'oscuro di ciò che maneggia. Si ribella la formica rossa che rissa, con la nera che la manganella quando passa, come un fuco la sbattono in cella se scassa, specie se ha la cresta e non l'abbassa. La mosca verde, ebbra di merde, si perde spesso tra le stronzate del congresso, scarica le mosche tze tze nel cesso che nessuno può stare nel soggiorno senza permesso. Vieni a vedere su vieni a vedere i meravigliosi insetti del podere e se ti chini, ma non riesci a vedere, tutto normale ti sono entrati nel sedere. Vieni a vedere su vieni a vedere i meravigliosi insetti del podere e se ti chini, ma non riesci a vedere, tutto normale ti sono entrati nel... Del podere sono insetti inetti per molti aspetti asettici manicaretti per i rettili, chiusi in parlamenti come tarli nei cassetti, talmente assenti che li prendi per suppellettili, hanno vite piatte come blatte, piattole nelle patte di notti con lucciole nelle bettole, sparano sciami di frottole, ma nascondono le pallottole come zecche tra le setole. Come i coleotteri fanno i brillanti, seducono amanti mantidi con manti di diamanti, e i grilli, lucidi cantanti d'idilli, ammutoliti da insetticidi epuranti di bruchi benestanti, che pagano crisalidi per ali di farfalla, ma restano ripugnanti. Alibi da libellule stagnanti che andando avanti fanno più ammutinati che nel Bounty. Vieni a vedere su vieni a vedere i meravigliosi insetti del podere ecc.Edizione straordinaria del podere della seraaaa... Vedova nera piange per l'ape guerriera, licenziata in tronco la termite si dispera, millepiedi danno calci in culo alla frontiera, l'acaro ride perchè il mondo è una polveriera. La fanfara anticipa il corteo eccitato come una zanzara con il neon, imbizzarriti come tafani su cavalli da rodeo volano paroloni che nemmeno a Scarabeo. E lui "Marameo!", non li ha cagati, pensa al suo team di coccinelle che eccelle nei risultati, certi grattacapi noiosi li affida a pidocchiosi avvocati che ragni dal buco ne hanno cavati, quindi c'è chi lo vuole sottoterra lombrico, chi gli piazzerebbe un bombo sull'ombelico, chi come una lumaca se lo suca e si accontenta di dargli una cavallettata sulla nuca! Vieni a vedere su vieni a vedere i meravigliosi insetti del podere ecc.(Caparezza - Gli insetti del podere) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
there_there Posted February 16, 2007 Report Share Posted February 16, 2007 you've got me eatingyou've got me eatingyou've got me eatingright out of your handgot me eating right out of your handgot me eating right out of your handgot me eating right out of your handgot me eating right out of your hand Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ozio Posted February 16, 2007 Report Share Posted February 16, 2007 you've got me eatingyou've got me eatingyou've got me eatingright out of your handgot me eating right out of your handgot me eating right out of your handgot me eating right out of your handgot me eating right out of your hand Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
there_there Posted February 17, 2007 Report Share Posted February 17, 2007 you've got me eatingyou've got me eatingyou've got me eatingright out of your handgot me eating right out of your handgot me eating right out of your handgot me eating right out of your handgot me eating right out of your hand titiritintin tintintin tititintintintin tititin titititin tin(la parte di pianoforte)poi c'è il violino che lancia gli urlettio è la chitarra di blixae poi finisce con una nota stonatae poi parte bring it ontu tu tu tu tuun (basso).............. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ozio Posted February 17, 2007 Report Share Posted February 17, 2007 you've got me eatingyou've got me eatingyou've got me eatingright out of your handgot me eating right out of your handgot me eating right out of your handgot me eating right out of your handgot me eating right out of your hand titiritintin tintintin tititintintintin tititin titititin tin(la parte di pianoforte)poi c'è il violino che lancia gli urlettio è la chitarra di blixae poi finisce con una nota stonatae poi parte bring it ontu tu tu tu tuun (basso).............. Ah, ecco!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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