C' un mio amico fa progetti. ma non parla del futuro. la sua donna vuol sposarlo. ma per ora tiene duro. C'e' Roberto che ruba qua e la. dice sempre che poi smettera'.
Amore chiedimi scusa. lo sai mi hai proprio delusa. e adesso sono confusa. xche' il mio cuore ti accusa. xche' mi sento ferita ingannata e non so. se riusciro' a perdonarti x sempre....
I once knew this angel. Who lived in the desert. And late at night. When the moon was full. Wed lay together. In a pool of water. Look up at the sky. And our hearts would soar.
Con il vestito mi sento piu' carina. ma forse andrebbe meglio un T-Shirt. con i miei soliti jeans. o con le gambe nude pero'. questa mini stringe. le tette un po' scoperte per te.
Where are my buds from yesterday?. Men who raised me up when I was down. Mates who kept their faith in me. Guys who always handed me the crown. . Where are my old confidants?.
Batte il cuore batte. anche se il vento gira al contrario. e se il tuo amore e' un po' in ritardo. il mio lo aspettera'. Ci amiamo e ci lasciamo. e il giorno dopo ricominciamo.
As cold as ice. Wrapped round your brain. And darkness unfolds. Youre breathing in pain. . Its been freezing here. In this Land of Shattered Dreams. Its been freezing here.
Grande spiaggia bello il mare. mi hai detto manchi solo tu. e la tua paperella. Io a Milano sul divano. vorrei venire li da te. forse parto.... Dormo nuda chiedo scusa.
Baby, Ive spent my whole life. Chasing all the wrong things. But now I know what really matters. Now I know what it all means. . Theres no house so grand I need to own.
Viviamo in 2 mondi diversi. 2 storie in 2 poli opposti. che non si incontrano mai a meta' strada e che. si girano attorno. ma non si trovano. Fai male perche' ti fa bene.
One night. We spoke of God. In a cloud of high blue smoke. At the first midnight stroke. . One night. We spoke of God. Atop a steep quiet hill. We pondered our free will.
In the 21st Century, ALL major wars will be water wars....... . Water is blood. . Dry red blood. On the lips of wild dogs. In the night. Suck the wounds of dead men.
How do I thank. The voice in the night?. Call of hope. After the world turned dark. . How do I thank. The voice in the night?. Healing words. Made from.
When will you stop crying?. My beauty by the sea. Ill return to you, I promise. When Ive found my harmony. . In a world of. Stolen favors. Where cold hearts seem to reign.
Dont send me more. Of your tragic poems. My dear. Covered in blood. Of your monthly flood. Of tears. . Dont send me more. Of your angry poems. My dear.
In Life, there are NO guarantees. . NO guarantees at all. . Just ask the Tsunami victims who awoke in a flood.... . And ask yourself...... . Where will you be, when you wake up?.
This song is for my mother. Let her hear me cry. I couldnt bring myself to write it. Til this darkened day arrived. A song about old promises. Made so long ago.
There was a boy. Playing on a swing. Deep in love with life. Loving everything. . And he'd speak to God. When all alone. Making deals with God. 'Bout his dreams and hopes.
Theres a fury on the waves. A madness taking place. Fueled by the blood. Of weary wage slaves. . And they taught us how to hate. In a hi tech kind of way.
The Bed. Your Mouth. My Touch. Our Lips. . Its a fever. In the night. Forbidden. . Forbidden. . Desecrated and damned together. Desecrated and damned forever.