(*Lucio Dalla). . Qui dove il mare luccica e dove tira forte il vento*. Su una vecchia terrazza davanti al golfo di Sorriento. Un uomo abbraccia una ragazza dopo che aveva pianto.
One more time with the feeling. one more time with style. one more time with feeling. . straight out of you veins. straight out of your eyes. from the top of your neck.
Oh, baby, you caught me by surprise. I never thought I'd find. Someone to make me feel like this. They say love is blind, I can't testify cause. When you came to me, baby, it was easy to see.
I've been waiting. For a hero who's brave and strong. Someone to love me. Someone to tell me I belong. . So I pretend I'm satisfied. And I stand watching on the sidelines.
Poem here says, Comment #1 uh Comment #2 is dynamite but Comment #1 is the one we decided to use here this evening because it makes a comment if you listen closely on what is now being advertised in East Harlem as the Rainbow Conspiracy a combination of the Students For A Democratic Society, the Black Panthers, and the Young Lords and this is my particular comment about that conspiracy, Comment #1..
listen everybody especially you girls. is it right to be left alone?. while the one you love is never home?. i love too hard my friends sometimes say.
When the last car hit the wall. Was the guilt still in your head?. In your magic crystal ball. Is the power that made you mad. . You can't save yourself, it's a pleasure cruise.
Come on, come on. Come on, come on. Come on and dance with me through the fire,. Come on and dream with me through the years,. I'll show you love and what it's all about.
I can see you right beside me. Everytime I close my eyes. And I swear you're looking perfect. In the moonlight of my mind. . But am I only dreaming. Tell me, could this be for real.
We waited all through the year. For the day to appear. When we could be together in harmony. . You know the time will come. Peace on earth for everyone.
This goes out to all the children. All over the world. This is for the children. Children of the world. . Come a little closer now. So you can see the childrens eyes.
Cold nights in my empty place. I feel down, I feel down, I feel down. There's a girl who thought she knew my face. She put me down, put me down, put me down.
Thank you for your collaboration. you were a most esteemed. collaborationist,. and your great spirit of sacrifice. and all the time you spent. on our common cause.
I haven't been able to make that sound for quite some time. It's been described as a rock crying out for somewhere to land or someone to throw it. You could have taken me to the place of the one who took my place.
[Verse 1]. Cigarro y libreta. Mano, pluma y letra. K36 la escuela, varios MC's por toda la banqueta. Parece broma que un mc de juguete el micro toma. Es una puta joda, que ami me deja en coma.
Up in the Volkov mountains. In the rubble of the Ghoul hunter's home. A monster of metal lies buried. Under ten thousand tons of stone. . To wield a weapon so powerful.
Riding on the range. With his six gun at his side. He's heading into town. With a sneer he can't hide. Doesn't wanna fight. But a fight he will find. Nothing up his sleeve.
Cruising out Friday night once again. In my 305 '71. A turbo hydromatic buzzing inside. As I wonder what I'll do for fun. It's by no means, what I'd call.
I haven't seen you for so long. Remembering those years we lived. And it was always easy. We never gave it that much thought. Then you noticed my own fears.