Sieti sicuri che quando vi indicano la luna in realtà non vogliano mostrarvi il loro dito?
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giovedì 4 agosto 2011
venerdì 3 settembre 2010
Vittime di ogni dove
Americans who have always looked westward when reading about this period should read this book facing eastward
Bury my Heart at Wounded Knee
lunedì 30 agosto 2010
Here I Go Again
I don't know where I'm goin
but I sure know where I've been
hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday.
Tho' I keep searching for an answer
I never seem to find what I'm looking for.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Just another heart in need of rescue
waiting on love's sweet charity
an' I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days
'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.
domenica 22 agosto 2010
Lou Reed - Sword Of Damocles
I see The Sword of Damocles
is right above your head
They're trying a new treatment
to get you out of bed
But radiation kills both bad and good
it can not differentiate
So to cure you they must kill you
the Sword of Damocles hangs above your head
is right above your head
They're trying a new treatment
to get you out of bed
But radiation kills both bad and good
it can not differentiate
So to cure you they must kill you
the Sword of Damocles hangs above your head
lunedì 19 luglio 2010
Yothu Yindi - Treaty - Tribal Voice
Words are easy, words are cheap
Much cheaper than our priceless land
But promises can disappear
Just like writing in the sand
So you better get up and fight for your rights
Don’t be afraid of the move you make
You better listen to your tribal voice!
venerdì 9 luglio 2010
Day on day I march the beat to someone else's drum
Against my will to these sad shores
An unknown force has drawn me
Bound unto a future shaped by ancestors before me
Day on day I march the beat to someone else's drum
I have searched far foreign lands there's nowhere left to run
Impending storm rise up rise up
Oh demons I shall shame you!
Look down the barrel of my gun and one by one I'll name you
Day on day my brothers leave go marching off to war
Yet we never understand for what we're fighting for
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