max [idioteque.it] Posted July 3, 2004 Report Share Posted July 3, 2004 "Je ne t'aime plusMon amourJe ne t'aime plusTous les jours.."Je ne t'aime plus - Manu Chao Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
::nEwBoRn:: Posted July 4, 2004 Report Share Posted July 4, 2004 ''And fear is not respect. Correct.But it's the best you're gonna get'' Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kid a Posted July 4, 2004 Report Share Posted July 4, 2004 A colei che mi sta succhiando l'anima fino all'ultima goccia: "If I could be who you wanted all the time..." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Regular_John Posted July 4, 2004 Report Share Posted July 4, 2004 it's gonna be a glorious day.. i feel my luck could change Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
max [idioteque.it] Posted July 4, 2004 Report Share Posted July 4, 2004 "Odori dell'amore nella mente dolente, tremante, ardente:il cuore domanda cos'e' che mancaperche' si sente male, molto male, amando, amando, amandoti ancora."Nuotando nell'aria - Marlene Kuntz Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Attack No.1 Posted July 5, 2004 Report Share Posted July 5, 2004 "Living is easy with eyes closed,misunderstanding all you see.It's getting hard to be someone,but it all works out,it doesn't matter much to me..."Strawberry fields forever - The Beatles Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kid a Posted July 5, 2004 Report Share Posted July 5, 2004 I grandi versi di un grande poeta:Man-ErgThe killer lives inside me: yes, I can feel him move.Sometimes he's lightly sleepingin the quiet of his room,but then his eyes will rise and stare through mine;he'll speak my words and slice my mind inside.Yes the killer lives. Angels live inside me: I can feel them smile...Their presence strokesand soothes the tempest in my mindand their love can heal the woundsthat I have wrought.They watch me as I go to fall- well, I know I shall be caught,while the angels live. How can I be free?How can I get help?Am I really me?Am I someone else? But stalking in my cloisters hang the acolytesof gloomand Death's Head throws his cloak into the corner of my roomand I am doomed...But laughing in my courtyard play the prankstersof my youthand solemn, waiting Old Manin the gables of the roof:he tells me truth... And I too, live inside me and very oftendon't know who I am:I know I'm not a hero, well,I hope that I'm not damned.I'm just a man, and killers, angels,all are these:Dictators, saviours, refugees in war and peaceas long as Man lives... I'm just a man, and killers, angels,all are these:Dictators, saviours, refugees... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jumbolino146 Posted July 5, 2004 Report Share Posted July 5, 2004 I grandi versi di un grande poeta:Man-ErgThe killer lives inside me: yes, I can feel him move.Sometimes he's lightly sleepingin the quiet of his room,but then his eyes will rise and stare through mine;he'll speak my words and slice my mind inside.Yes the killer lives. Angels live inside me: I can feel them smile...Their presence strokesand soothes the tempest in my mindand their love can heal the woundsthat I have wrought.They watch me as I go to fall- well, I know I shall be caught,while the angels live. How can I be free?How can I get help?Am I really me?Am I someone else? But stalking in my cloisters hang the acolytesof gloomand Death's Head throws his cloak into the corner of my roomand I am doomed...But laughing in my courtyard play the prankstersof my youthand solemn, waiting Old Manin the gables of the roof:he tells me truth... And I too, live inside me and very oftendon't know who I am:I know I'm not a hero, well,I hope that I'm not damned.I'm just a man, and killers, angels,all are these:Dictators, saviours, refugees in war and peaceas long as Man lives... I'm just a man, and killers, angels,all are these:Dictators, saviours, refugees... Peter Hammill.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
misterG Posted July 5, 2004 Report Share Posted July 5, 2004 "Ho questa foto di pura gioia E' di un bambino con la sua pistola Che spara dritto davanti a se A quello che non c'è Ho perso il gusto, non ha sapore Quest'alito di angelo che mi lecca il cuore Ma credo di camminare dritto sull'acqua e Su quello che non c'è Arriva l'alba o forse no A volte ciò che sembra alba Non è Ma so che so camminare dritto sull'acqua e Su quello che non c'è Rivuoi la scelta, rivuoi il controllo Rivoglio le mie ali nere, il mio mantello La chiave della felicità è la disobbedienza in se A quello che non c'è Perciò io maledico il modo in cui sono fatto Il mio modo di morire sano e salvo dove m'attacco Il mio modo vigliacco di restare sperando che ci sia Quello che non c'è Curo le foglie, saranno forti Se riesco ad ignorare che gli alberi son morti Ma questo è camminare alto sull'acqua e Su quello che non c'è Ed ecco arriva l'alba so che è qui per me Meraviglioso come a volte ciò che sembra non è Fottendosi da se, fottendomi da me Per quello che non c'è"semplicemente da brividi.... afterhours - quello che non c'è Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jobbas Posted July 5, 2004 Report Share Posted July 5, 2004 avanti sparami....hai detto a me?eh sparami. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nice dream Posted July 5, 2004 Report Share Posted July 5, 2004 it's everybody god it's everybody god it's everybody god Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nice dream Posted July 5, 2004 Report Share Posted July 5, 2004 Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my godOh my god, oh your god, oh his god, over god... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nice dream Posted July 5, 2004 Report Share Posted July 5, 2004 ...The worlds collide, but all that we want is a shady lane Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nice dream Posted July 6, 2004 Report Share Posted July 6, 2004 E' certo un brivido averti qui con meeeeeeeeeeeeeein volo liberooooooooooo sugli anni andati ormaaaaaaaaai Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jobbas Posted July 6, 2004 Report Share Posted July 6, 2004 ma dai Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fake Plastic Man Posted July 6, 2004 Author Report Share Posted July 6, 2004 Big manPig manAh ah, charade you are!!!!Pink Floyd - Pigs Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NoSurprises Posted July 6, 2004 Report Share Posted July 6, 2004 Big manPig manAh ah, charade you are!!!!Pink Floyd - Pigs Tu sei un grande !!!!! Bello il mio terrorista preferito !!!!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mongrel Cat Posted July 6, 2004 Report Share Posted July 6, 2004 Wined and dinedoh, it seemed just like a dream...Syd Barrett Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mongrel Cat Posted July 6, 2004 Report Share Posted July 6, 2004 I grandi versi di un grande poeta:Man-Erg Il grande pH !!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fake Plastic Man Posted July 6, 2004 Author Report Share Posted July 6, 2004 Big manPig manAh ah, charade you are!!!!Pink Floyd - Pigs Tu sei un grande !!!!! Bello il mio terrorista preferito !!!!! Ti citerei anche Meddle se avessi il testo a portata di mano. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jobbas Posted July 6, 2004 Report Share Posted July 6, 2004 ground control to major tom..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jumbolino146 Posted July 7, 2004 Report Share Posted July 7, 2004 What a brave, brave girl Never lied before Such a plain deceit Everyone would eventually know What a brave, brave girl Never loved before Placed herself in reach So he tried In his own way To find the heart Of the tight-packed rose She's gone now But oh, she aches She aches He will search until he's found A way to take the days See her sadness in your face She's inside you And she's cryingMarillion - Brave Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
::nEwBoRn:: Posted July 7, 2004 Report Share Posted July 7, 2004 Walked out this morning, don't believe what I sawHundred billion bottles washed up on the shoreSeems I'm not alone at being aloneHundred billion castaways, looking for a home Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
° EK Posted July 10, 2004 Report Share Posted July 10, 2004 guardami le spalle mentre guardo il cielo Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
max [idioteque.it] Posted July 10, 2004 Report Share Posted July 10, 2004 And the spies came out of the waterAnd your feeling so bad cause you knowThat the spies hide out in every cornerBut you can't touch them noCause they're all spiesThey're all spiesSpies - Coldplay Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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