Una canzone al giorno

**ma_75** · 23-03-2008, 00:25:07

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mE8MCqkeADQ

I GNR quando erano una vera band...concerto storico, Ritz, NY, 1988...

Welcome to the jungle

**Manx** · 23-03-2008, 12:31:38

canzone pasquale

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mmy0i...eature=related

**THE ALEX** · 23-03-2008, 16:45:51

per pochi....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5vtfLIxV7uo

The path is clear
Though no eyes can see
The course laid down long before.
And so with gods and men
The sheep remain inside their pen,
Though many times theyve seen the way to leave.

He rides majestic
Past homes of men
Who care not or gaze with joy,
To see reflected there
The trees, the sky, the lily fair,
The scene of death is lying just below.

The mountain cuts off the town from view,
Like a cancer growth is removed by skill.
Let it be revealed.
A waterfall, his madrigal.
An inland sea, his symphony.

Undinal songs
Urge the sailors on
Till lured by sirens cry.

Now as the river dissolves in sea,
So neptune has claimed another soul.
And so with gods and men
The sheep remain inside their pen,
Until the shepherd leads his flock away.

The sands of time were eroded by
The river of constant change.

**THE ALEX** · 23-03-2008, 16:54:04

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3dDGm...eature=related

Can you tell me where my country lies?,
Said the unifaun to his true love's eyes
It lies with me, cried the Queen of Maybe
For her merchandise, he traded in his prize

Paper late!, cried a voice in the crowd
Old man dies! The note he left was signed old father Thames,
It seems he's drowned
Selling England by the pound

Citizens of Hope and Glory
Time goes by
It's 'the time of your life'
Easy now, sit you down
Chewing through your Wimpey dreams
They eat, without a sound
Digesting England by the pound

Young man says you are what you eat - eat well
Old man says you are what you wear - wear well
You know what you are, you don't give a damn
Bursting your belt that is your homemade sham

The captain leads his dance right on through the night
Join the dance...
Follow on! Till the Grail sun sets in the mould
Follow on! Till the gold is cold
Dancing out with the moonlit knight
Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout

There's a fat old lady outside the saloon
Laying out the credit cards she plays fortune
The deck is uneven right from the start
All of their hands are playing apart

The captain leads his dance right on through the night
Join the dance...
Follow on! A round Table-talking down we go
You're the show!
Off we go with - You play the hobbyhorse
I'll play the fool
We'll tease the bull
Ringing round and loud, loud and round
Follow on! With a twist of the world we go
Follow on! Till the gold is cold
Dancing out with the moonlit knight
Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout

**THE ALEX** · 23-03-2008, 16:55:19

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tfNNTzErLf0&feature=related

Here am I
Who while away the mornings
Since you've gone
Too long have I lay alone
Not knowing which way to turn.

And there you are
Quite sure that you were right
Knowing full well
That I'd be the first one
To go down.

And you'd be the one who was laughing
Except when things weren't going your way
And then the lady would say that she'd had enough
Wandering around on her own.

The day you left
Well I think you knew you'd not be back
Well at least it would seem that way
Because you never said goodbye.
But when it comes round to you and me
I'm sure it will work out alright.

And you'd be the one who was laughing
And giving me something I don't need
And you know, I'd always hold you and keep you warm
Oh! more fool me.

Ah, but when it comes
Round to you and me
I ask myself
Do I really believe
In your love.

Yes, I'm sure it will work out alright.

**THE ALEX** · 23-03-2008, 16:56:09

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T0a37yw_O54&feature=related

It's one o'clock and time for lunch,
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench
I can always hear them talk.

There's always been Ethel:
"Jacob, wake up! You've got to tidy your room now."
And then Mister Lewis:
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you!
Keep them mowing blades sharp...

I know what I like, and I like what I know;
getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.

Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said:
"Listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you
in the fire escape trade. Come up to town!"
But I remebered a voice from the past;
"Gambling only pays when you're winning"
- I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure.
Keep them mowing blades sharp...

I know what I like, and I like what I know;
getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.

When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,
I can always hear them talk.
Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk.

**Steel77** · 23-03-2008, 17:17:42

Originariamente Scritto da ma_75 Visualizza Messaggio

Concedetemi questa botta di nostalgia...

Scorpions-Still loving you

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I GNR quando erano una vera band...concerto storico, Ritz, NY, 1988...

Welcome to the jungle

Originariamente Scritto da Manx Visualizza Messaggio

canzone pasquale

**Sean** · 23-03-2008, 21:39:59

A.D. 1990, Battisti compone questa canzone assoluta, e Panella, con questo testo, lo segue alla pari:

I Ritorni

http://it.youtube.com/watch?v=VipPOmyACFA

E da quel punto in poi
sentimmo sotto di noi
svolgersi il sentimento,
largo e intento
ad una tutta sua meditazione,
non curante
che sopra la sua pelle si ballasse.
Le foglie coi barattoli, le casse
con i tronchi senza cuore.
E lo scandaglio calava dalle prore,
poi ritornava su
chiedendosi "Perché, perché il ritorno?".
È sempre per prova che
sulle labbra torna
la parola "amore",
per prove d'esercizio
perché si sa che poi non si sa mai
che potrebbe tornare utile.
Tornare, per raccontare
il furore e il gelo
delle notti aurore.
Bianca e assai provata,
scampata per un pelo per poter ritornare,
come dalle crociate, a un futile
sopravvissuto a tutto,
che ritorna più utile che vivo,
quindi innamorato ancora.
E torna, torna, lei gli ha detto torna
ed era una bambina, finalmente,
e gli diceva torna.
Abbiamo un solo limite:
l'amore che ci divide.
Come la ragione,
perché con la ragione
si sopravvive a tutto,
si distrugge il distrutto,
ricostruendo a intarsi la copia fedele
dell'innamorarsi,
e un tassello alla fine
o è dell'uno o è dell'altro.
E i sogni si allontanano
come i cavalli scossi,
caduti i sognatori;
bocconi tra le fragole, ma
più dolci e più rossi,
ridotti a dolenti spifferi.
E docili incompetenti
nella lotta incerta
tra il ridire e il fare
l'amore colloquiale.
E lei continua a dirsi:
"Si sopravvive a tutto per innamorarsi".
Amarsi è questo: escludere
d'essere i soli al mondo,
i soli ad esser soli amando,
sterminandola l'invincibile armata.

**mrs mandolino** · 24-03-2008, 12:44:01

Nena - 99 luftballons

Hast du etwas Zeit fuer mich
Dann singe ich ein Lied fuer dich
Von 99 Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Denkst du vielleicht g'rad an mich
Dann singe ich ein Lied fuer dich
Von 99 Luftballons
Und dass sowas von sowas kommt
99 Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Hielt man fuer Ufos aus dem All
Darum schickte ein General
'ne Fliegerstaffel hinterher
Alarm zu geben, wenn's (sie?) war
Dabei war'n da am Horizont
Nur 99 Luftballons
99 Duesenjager
Jeder war ein grosser Krieger
Hielten sich fuer Captain Kirk
Das gab ein grosses Feuerwerk
Die Nachbarn haben nichts gerafft
Und fuehlten sich gleich angemacht
Dabei schoss man am Horizont
Auf 99 Luftballons
99 Kriegsminister
Streichholz und Benzinkanister
Hielten sich fuer schlaue Leute
Witterten schon fette Beute
Riefen: Kring und wollten Macht
Mann, wer hatte das gedacht
Dass es einmal soweit kommt
Wegen 99 Luftballons
99 Jahre Krieg
Liessen keine Platz fuer Sieger
Kriegsminister gibt's nicht mehr
Und auch keine Duesenflieger
Heute zieh ich meine Runden
Seh' die Welt in Truemmern liegen
Hab' 'nen Luftballon gefunden
Denk' an dich und lass' ihn fliegen

**Manx** · 24-03-2008, 12:48:17

ma la canzone, dov'è? non chiedermi cmq di tradurla

**ma_75** · 24-03-2008, 12:50:15

Originariamente Scritto da mrs mandolino Visualizza Messaggio

Nena - 99 luftballons

Hast du etwas Zeit fuer mich
Dann singe ich ein Lied fuer dich
Von 99 Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Denkst du vielleicht g'rad an mich
Dann singe ich ein Lied fuer dich
Von 99 Luftballons
Und dass sowas von sowas kommt
99 Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Hielt man fuer Ufos aus dem All
Darum schickte ein General
'ne Fliegerstaffel hinterher
Alarm zu geben, wenn's (sie?) war
Dabei war'n da am Horizont
Nur 99 Luftballons
99 Duesenjager
Jeder war ein grosser Krieger
Hielten sich fuer Captain Kirk
Das gab ein grosses Feuerwerk
Die Nachbarn haben nichts gerafft
Und fuehlten sich gleich angemacht
Dabei schoss man am Horizont
Auf 99 Luftballons
99 Kriegsminister
Streichholz und Benzinkanister
Hielten sich fuer schlaue Leute
Witterten schon fette Beute
Riefen: Kring und wollten Macht
Mann, wer hatte das gedacht
Dass es einmal soweit kommt
Wegen 99 Luftballons
99 Jahre Krieg
Liessen keine Platz fuer Sieger
Kriegsminister gibt's nicht mehr
Und auch keine Duesenflieger
Heute zieh ich meine Runden
Seh' die Welt in Truemmern liegen
Hab' 'nen Luftballon gefunden
Denk' an dich und lass' ihn fliegen

Il video

http://it.youtube.com/watch?v=ngl7U-L3YLk