rothenburg

febbraio 28, 2009 at 16:05 (Uncategorized)

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il paese delle meraviglie esiste, è rothenburg, in baviera.
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E in una stradina del centro storico, herrngasse 1, c’è käthe wohlfahrt, basta entrarci ed è come alice dietro lo specchio: il mondo magico del natale, angeli, palline, uccellini di vetro, pupazzetti di legno colorato, casette di seta…e käthe wohlfahrt sta anche a bruges. Ma rothenburg, anche ad agosto, è il paese del natale.

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U2 come i beatles

febbraio 28, 2009 at 07:43 (Uncategorized)

27 febbraio 2009 a regent street

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messico e nuvole

febbraio 27, 2009 at 21:14 (songs)

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gand – gent

febbraio 27, 2009 at 21:07 (Uncategorized)

a san bavone, il polittico di van eyck, l’agnello mistico, 1432
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bruges – brugge

febbraio 27, 2009 at 20:51 (Uncategorized)

dopo aver visto il film in bruges

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cinque minuti e poi

febbraio 27, 2009 at 10:00 (songs)

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you’re gorgeous

febbraio 27, 2009 at 08:05 (songs)

Y. O. U. R. E. G. O. R. G. E. O. U. S.
Remember that tank top you bought me.
You wrote ‘You’re Gorgeous’ on it.
You took me to your rented motor car and filmed me on the bonnet.
You got me to hitch my knees up and pulled my legs apart.
You took an instamatic camera and and pulled my sleeves around my heart.

Because you’re gorgeous I’d do anything for you.
Because you’re gorgeous our love will see us through.
Because you’re gorgeous I’d do anything for you.
Because you’re gorgeous I know you’ll get me through.

You said my clothes were sexy, you tore away my shirt.
You rubbed an ice-cube on my chest snapped me ‘til it hurt.

Because you’re gorgeous I’d do anything for you.
Because you’re gorgeous our love will see us through.
Because you’re gorgeous I’d do anything for you.
Because you’re gorgeous I know you’ll get me through.

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

You said I wasn’t cheap. You paid me twenty pounds.
You promised to put me in a magazine on every table in every lounge.

Because you’re gorgeous I’d do anything for you.
Because you’re gorgeous our love will see us through.
Because you’re gorgeous I’d do anything for you.
Because you’re gorgeous our love will see us through.
Because you’re gorgeous I know you’ll get me through. I know you’ll get me through.

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c’era un ragazzo

febbraio 26, 2009 at 22:49 (songs)


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twist in my sobriety

febbraio 25, 2009 at 21:29 (songs)


tanita tikaram

Il primo verso della canzone “All God’s children need travelling shoes”, è il titolo di uno dei libri della scrittrice Maya Angelou. un’artista importante per il movimento per i diritti civili in america.

All God’s children need travelling shoes
Drive your problems from here
All good people read good books
Now your conscience is clear

In the morning when I wipe my brow
Wipe the miles away
I like to think I can be so willed
And never do what you say

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you’ll never be
More than twist in my sobriety

We just poked a little pie
For the fun that people have at night
Late at night don’t need hostility
The timid smile and pause to free

I don’t care about their different thoughts
Different thoughts are good for me
Up in arms and chaste and whole
All God’s children took their toll

Cup of tea take time to think yeah
Time to risk a life a life a life
Sweet and handsome soft and porky
You pig out ‘til you’ve seen the light
Pig out ‘til you’ve seen the light

Half the people read the papers
Read them good and well
Pretty people nervous people
People have got to sell
News you have to sell

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angie

febbraio 25, 2009 at 00:40 (Uncategorized)

Angie, angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You cant say were satisfied
But angie, angie, you cant say we never tried
Angie, youre beautiful, but aint it time we said good-bye?
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke

Let me whisper in your ear:
Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here?
Oh, angie, dont you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But angie, angie, aint it time we said good-bye?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You cant say were satisfied
But angie, I still love you, baby
Evrywhere I look I see your eyes
There aint a woman that comes close to you
Come on baby, dry your eyes
But angie, angie, aint it good to be alive?
Angie, angie, they cant say we never tried

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