Quei muri bassi. di pietra lavica. arrivano al mare. e da qui. ci passava ogni tanto. un bagnante in estate.. Sciara delle Ginestre. esposte al sole. passo ancora il mio tempo.
Strangers in the night. Exchanging glances. Wond'ring in the night. What were the chances. We'd be sharing love. Before the night was through. Something in your eyes.
Telegram Sam. You're my main man. . Golden Nose Slim. I know, I know where you've been. . Purple Pie Pete. His lips are like lightning. Girls melt in the heat.
Sonne, weinest jeden Abend. Dir die schonen Augen rot,. Wenn im Meeresspiegel badend. Dich erreicht der fruhe Tod;. Doch erstehst in alter Pracht,. Glorie der dustren Welt,.
Fifteen years have passed. Every day the woods have cried. The words of vengeance and revenge. . The gods have watched him day and night. By the northern stars bright light.
Commuting - communicating - touching base. Computing - evaluating - a paper chase. A mover - a man in motion - solid state. Perfection - a man of action - never late.
Ho fatto scalo a grado. la domenica di Pasqua. gente per le strade. correva andando a messa.. L'aria carica d'incenso. alle pareti le stazioni del calvario.
Out of her mouth it came as no surprise. Lipstick stained on whip cream lies. I feel that if I had been uglier. It would have been easier. . There, there, there, there.
I asked myself what the chances could be. That I would live to age seventy-three. We're livin' in Ground Zero. Talk to the TV and the TV talks back. It says, "Buddy better face the fact.
Las oigo ms cercanas, sagradas sinfonas del tiempo.. Con una idea; que somos seres immortales,. cados en la oscuridad, pobres condenados. por los siglos de los siglos hasta curar completamente..
A sorcery written in blood. Whispered by a Witch in the dawn. Summon the darkness pure evil and death. And gather the legions of scorn. . The darkness possesses you your soul scream in vain.
Back in the good old days when dancing meant exploding. The idea was simple for a decent overloading. And for a multiple flash with no chords attached.
Behind each door on every moor. There is an eye there is an ear. There is no secret here. There is no noise We have no fear. Agent A comes every day. He takes our cares away.
In a crucifixation ecstasy. Lying cross chequed in agony. Stigmata bleed continuously. Holes in head, hands, feet and weep for me. . Stigmata, oh, you sordid sight.
La presenza dell' artiglieria. nei paesi del meridione. uniti nella lotta allo straniero. sotto il Regno delle Due Sicilie.. E i movimenti prevedibili.
Time for peace, time for war. Time for life and death. Time for reap, time to sow. . Hear the calls for your blood and flesh. Bells tolls it's time for your last breath.
Chorus:. When you have cash in the pocket. You are the king. When you have cash in the pocket. You get the girls. When you have cash in the pocket. You get your way.
[Incomprehensible]. St. Vitus dance. . Back in the good old days when dancing meant exploding. The idea was simple for a decent overloading. And for a multiple flash with no chords attached.
Mi siedo alla maniera degli antichi Egizi. coi palmi delle mani. dolcemente stesi sulle gambe. e il busto eretto e naturale. un minareto verso il cielo.
Steadily on jagged wings. Feathers black against the burning sky. Spread your wings and ride the wind. Gaze down on me with blackest eyes. Fly my Ravens,fly ahead.