(R.Lipari-P.Matterazzo-R.Lipari). Movimiento, movimiento. senza mai fermarsi solo per un momento. movimiento, movimento. alza le tue braccia al cielo.
(Sartori). Profumo di fiori una sera in una balera,. tra le mani di un piccolo indiano accanto a me;. mi disse: dalli a chi ha il buio negli occhi ....
(R.Lipari-P.Matterazzo-R.Lipari). Se io guardo te. il mio cuore s'innamora. e non so fermare. questo sentimento vola. non resisto pi. sento un nodo in gola.
It's not for the money. The hope and despair. It's not for the leaving. Of love that was there. . If it's for danger. A fortune beware. Leaving it all back.
Take me for a walk in the morning dew honey.. Take me for a walk in the morning dew today.. . You can't go walking in the morning dew, my love.. You can't go walking in the morning dew today..
Ag feis n dil nl bean le fil. Chomh sciamhach le mo Mhire. T aice cneas bog bn a 's deas. Do chuirfeadh lil' faoi nire;. 'san domhan seo, nl aon chro chomh dl.
Mhrag Bheag a' chl dualaich. gu d dh'fhg an gruaim air t'aire.. . 'g iomain a chruaidh-laoidh gu buaile. 's nach fhaic mi mo luaidh a dh 'fhearaibh.. .
here where the cold wind. blows across the fields. and the magpies. gather all that glitters. here where the old men. speak of long lost things. in a language.
Seo mo mhallacht ar na mná,. 's iad a mhearaigh mé 'gus rinne mo chrá,. Thit mé I dtús mo shaoil I ngrá le spéirbhe,an álainn óg. Is mheall sí lena glorthaí mé..
Or Mhire Bhruinneal blth na Finne. 'Ndaidh m do lean aint anair anall. O ba bhinne liom do bhal n no cuacha Seinm. 'S t dfhg mise i ndeallara 'bhis. .
When many roads lead to nowhere. And all the places look the same. Everywhere. . You just call me. You just call 'cause I'll be there. . So many words said forever.
don't tell me i can't sing this song. don't tell me that I've got it wrong. Cause this is where I belong.. . Don't Try to change my melody. Or make me dance a different beat.
Lie in darkness of her daily gaze. write the words I will never say. blues and ragdolls over the railings edge. lost forever in your head. . I recall moments over and done.
In between the truth. And what I see or what I feel or what I've become. Is still an aching need. And I'm hardly even alive. I'm feeling like a murderous vine.
Holding open time to rest awhile. I am playing in the darkness of warm July. Tryst between the scenes not happy,. as it seems you play with forgiveness.
Knew you were born under a waxing moon. Wide eyed and waiting for most the view. Sharper than moonlight. All is one. "Heaven awaits you now..hope you find our door".
Quick! Set your traps: burn your stakes: throw your stones. We wanna feel safe. And the mice will gnaw right through. Board the windows: caulk the cracks: seal the doors cause there's a draft. The horrid air's out to get me. Please shine your spotlights:.