Jade Silvershine Inviato 26 Giugno 2009 Segnala Inviato 26 Giugno 2009 Dedicata a me e alla mia fidanzata, so che apprezzerà. <object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value=" "></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src=" " type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>
padishar Inviato 27 Giugno 2009 Segnala Inviato 27 Giugno 2009 si va. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q1moiym6-Nk
Ethlin Inviato 27 Giugno 2009 Segnala Inviato 27 Giugno 2009 Pad, ero incerta se quotarti o meno... ...invece mi dedicherò questa canzone, Dio cantamela stasera! Heaven and Hell Sing me a song, you're a singer Do me a wrong, you're a bringer of evil The Devil is never a maker The less that you give, you're a taker So it's on and on and on, it's Heaven and Hell, oh well The lover of life's not a sinner The ending is just a beginner The closer you get to the meaning the sooner you'll know that you're dreaming So it's on and on and on, oh it's on and on and on It goes on and on and on, Heaven and Hell I can tell, fool, fool! Well if it seems to be real, it's illusion For every moment of truth, there's confusion in life Love can be seen as the answer, but nobody bleeds for the dancer And it's on and on, on and on and on.... They say that life's a carousel Spinning fast, you've got to ride it well The world is full of Kings and Queens Who blind your eyes and steal your dreams It's Heaven and Hell, oh well And they'll tell you black is really white The moon is just the sun at night And when you walk in golden halls You get to keep the gold that falls It's Heaven and Hell, oh no! Fool, fool! You've got to bleed for the dancer! Fool, fool! Look for the answer! Fool, fool, fool!
Horace de Vere Inviato 28 Giugno 2009 Segnala Inviato 28 Giugno 2009 Mi sento in vena di sentirmele tutte e tre, quindi: The Unforgiven Spoiler: New blood joins this earth and quikly he's subdued through constant pain disgrace the young boy learns their rules with time the child draws in this whipping boy done wrong deprived of all his thoughts the young man struggles on and on he's known a vow unto his own that never from this day his will they'll take away what I've felt what I've known never shined through in what I've shown never be never see won't see what might have been what I've felt what I've known never shined through in what I've shown never free never me so I dub thee unforgiven they dedicate their lives to running all of his he tries to please them all this bitter man he is throughout his life the same he's battled constantly this fight he cannot win a tired man they see no longer cares the old man then prepares to die regretfully that old man here is me what I've felt what I've known never shined through in what I've shown never be never see won't see what might have been what I've felt what I've known never shined through in what I've shown never free never me so I dub the unforgiven you labeled me I'll label you so I dub the unforgiven The Unforgiven II Spoiler: Lay beside me, tell me what they've done Speak the words I wanna hear, to make my demons run The door is locked now, but it's open if you're true If you can understand the me, than I can understand the you Lay beside me, under wicked sky The black of day, dark of night, we share this paralyze The door cracks open, but there's no sun shining through Black heart scarring darker still, but there's no sun shining through No, there's no sun shining through No, there's no sun shining... What I've felt, what I've known Turn the pages, turn the stone Behind the door, should I open it for you.... What I've felt, what I've known Sick and tired, I stand alone Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you Or are you unforgiven too? Lay beside me, this won't hurt I swear She loves me not, she loves me still, but she'll never love again She lay beside me, But she'll be there when I'm gone Black heart scarring darker still, yes she'll be there when I'm gone Yes, she'll be there when I'm gone Dead sure she'll be there... What I've felt, what I've known Turn the pages, turn the stone Behind the door, should I open it for you.... What I've felt, what I've known Sick and tired, I stand alone Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you Or are you unforgiven too? Lay beside me, tell me what I've done The door is closed, so are you're eyes But now I see the sun, now I see the sun Yes now I see it What I've felt, what I've known Turn the pages, turn the stone Behind the door, should I open it for you.... What I've felt, what I've known Sick and tired, I stand alone Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits, The one who waits for you.... Oh what I've felt, what I've known Turn the pages, turn the stone Behind the door, should I open it for you.... (So I dub thee unforgiven....) Oh, what I've felt.... Oh, what I've known.... I take this key (never free...) And I bury it (never me...) in you Because you're unforgiven too.... Never free.... Never me.... 'Cause you're unforgiven too.... Oh The Unforgiven III Spoiler: How could he know this new dawn's light Would change his life forever? Set sail to sea but pulled off course By the light of golden treasure Was he the one causing pain With his careless dreaming? Been afraid Always afraid Of the things he's feeling He could just be gone He would just sail on He would just sail on How can I be lost? If I've got nowhere to go? Searched the seas of gold How come it's got so cold? How can I be lost In remembrance I relive How can I blame you When it's me I can't forgive? These days drift on inside a fog It's thick and suffocating This seeking life outside its hell Inside intoxicating He's run aground Like his life Water's much too shallow Slipping fast Down with the ship Fading in the shadows now A castaway Blame All gone Away Blame gone away How can I be lost If I've got nowhere to go? Search for seas of gold How come it's got so cold? How can I be lost In remembrance I relive And how can I blame you When it's me I can't forgive? Forgive me Forgive me not Forgive me Forgive me not Forgive me Forgive me not Forgive me Forgive me, why can't I forgive me? Set sail to sea but pulled off course By the light of golden treasure How could he know this new dawn's light Would change his life forever How can I be lost If I've got nowhere to go? Search for seas of gold How come it's got so cold? How can I be lost In remembrance I relive So how can I blame you When it's me I can't forgive?
Vecchianutria Inviato 29 Giugno 2009 Segnala Inviato 29 Giugno 2009 TESTAMENT - DOWN FOR LIFE When I see my brother What I see is like no other What we had forever lost Can't deny our friendship Feeling like it's time to end this Bad relation ripped appart When we're young And disaranged We didn't know it Any other way Now were grown He's still the same People see him suffering I am not about to run away Turn my back to him In his darkest hour Give him will to fight Antagonize his thoughts See him thew his thoughest times Purify his weakened heart All the friends We feel the same The way it was Back in the day The more we change He stays the same Will we ever see our friend again I... feel that... I can't protect myfriend from himself All I've got Are these lessons learned in life The lessons I've been taught They still remain Inside me thoughts Even as we speak As troubled as it seems He'll always be a friend of mind That's the way it was And always will be When we're young And disaranged We didn't know it Any other way Now were grown He's still the same People see him suffering I... feel... I cannot help my friend Help him self You... can't hear what I say Never going away... Still friends down for life... Can you still fight... All I've got Are these lessons learned in life The lessons I've been taught They still remain Inside me thoughts Even as we speak As troubled as it seems He'll always be a friend of mind That's the way it was And always will be Now in the end It plain to see What kind of friend He has been for me All along he could never see Who he was And always be I... feel... I cannot help my friend Help him self
Lothavier Inviato 3 Luglio 2009 Segnala Inviato 3 Luglio 2009 Da me a me stesso medesimo. I still don't know what I was waiting for And my time was running wild A million dead-end streets Every time I thought I'd got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet So I turned myself to face me But I've never caught a glimpse Of how the others must see the faker I'm much too fast to take that test Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes (Turn and face the stranger) Ch-ch-Changes Don't want to be a richer man Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes (Turn and face the stranger) Ch-ch-Changes Just gonna have to be a different man Time may change me But I can't trace time I watch the ripples change their size But never leave the stream Of warm impermanence and So the days float through my eyes But still the days seem the same And these children that you spit on As they try to change their worlds Are immune to your consultations They're quite aware of what they're going through Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes (Turn and face the stranger) Ch-ch-Changes Don't tell them to grow up and out of it Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes (Turn and face the stranger) Ch-ch-Changes Where's your shame You've left us up to our necks in it Time may change me But you can't trace time Strange fascination, fascinating me Changes are taking the pace I'm going through Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes (Turn and face the stranger) Ch-ch-Changes Oh, look out you rock 'n rollers Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes (Turn and face the stranger) Ch-ch-Changes Pretty soon you're gonna get a little older Time may change me But I can't trace time I said that time may change me But I can't trace time
piri Inviato 3 Luglio 2009 Segnala Inviato 3 Luglio 2009 A me per me (e per Loth, visto che mi ha fatto riscoprire l'album da cui è tratta anche la sua) It's a God awful small affair To the girl with the mousey hair But her mummy is yelling, "No!" And her daddy has told her to go But her friend is no where to be seen Now she walks through her sunken dream To the seat with the clearest view And she's hooked to the silver screen But the film is a sadd'ning bore For she's lived it ten times or more She could spit in the eyes of fools As they ask her to focus on Sailors Fighting in the dance hall Oh man! Look at those cavemen go It's the freakiest show Take a look at the lawman Beating up the wrong guy Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know He's in the best selling show Is there life on Mars? It's on America's tortured brow That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow Now the workers have struck for fame 'Cause Lennon's on sale again See the mice in their million hordes From Ibiza to the Norfolk Broads Rule Britannia is out of bounds To my mother, my dog, and clowns But the film is a sadd'ning bore 'Cause I wrote it ten times or more It's about to be writ again As I ask you to focus on Sailors Fighting in the dance hall Oh man! Look at those cavemen go It's the freakiest show Take a look at the lawman Beating up the wrong guy Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know He's in the best selling show Is there life on Mars?
Feuris Inviato 4 Luglio 2009 Segnala Inviato 4 Luglio 2009 Al mio dolce e prezioso compagno... <object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value=" "></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src=" " type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>
Aerys II Inviato 6 Luglio 2009 Autore Segnala Inviato 6 Luglio 2009 A tutti gli Eggmen. <object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value=" "></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src=" " type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>
Lothavier Inviato 7 Luglio 2009 Segnala Inviato 7 Luglio 2009 Un po' perché sì, un po' pure. Alla nostra. Steve Miller Band - The Joker Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah Some call me the gangster of love Some people call me Maurice Cause I speak of the pompitous of love People talk about me, baby Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong Well, don't you worry baby, don't worry Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I get my lovin' on the run Wooo Wooooo You're the cutest thing that I ever did see I really love your peaches, want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I sure don't want to hurt no one Wooo Woooo People keep talking about me baby They say I'm doin' you wrong Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama Cause I'm right here at home You're the cutest thing that I ever did see I really love your peaches, want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time C'mon baby, I'll sure show you a good time
Valak Inviato 7 Luglio 2009 Segnala Inviato 7 Luglio 2009 A tutti quelli che credono di essere felici con le loro donne... Mi fa sempre sorridere questa canzone Scotty Doesn't Know Lustra Scotty doesn't know that Fiona and me Do it in my van every Sunday. She tells him she's in church but she doesn't go Still she's on her knees and Scotty doesn't know! Oh Scotty doesn't know! So Don't Tell Scotty! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! So Don't Tell Scotty! Fiona says she's out shopping, But she's under me and I'm not stopping... Because Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! (X3) So don't tell Scotty! Scotty doesn't know! Don't tell Scotty! I can't believe he's so trusting, While I'm right behind you thrusting. Fiona's got him on the phone, And she's trying not to moan. It's a three-way call and he knows nothing! Scotty doesn't know!(X3) So don't tell Scotty! Scotty doesn't know!(X3) We'll put on a show! Everyone will go! Scotty doesn't know!(x3) The parkin lot Why not? It's so cool when you're on top! His front lawn in the snow Laughing so hard because Scotty doesn't know! I did her on his birthday... Scotty doesn't know!(X4) Scotty doesn't know! Scotty won't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty's gotta know! Gotta tell Scotty! Gotta tell him myself! Scotty doesn't know! (X10) Scotty doesn't know! Scotty's gotta go! Video
padishar Inviato 7 Luglio 2009 Segnala Inviato 7 Luglio 2009 Perchè alla fine siamo sognatori con ambizioni enormi, crociati in battaglie perse in partenza ma che proseguiamo strenuamente, viandanti che cercano la propria via, lavoratori instancabili.. E alla fine, in ogni cosa.... Cosa sei disposto a perdere? Mi fido di Te - Lorenzo Cherubini Case di pane, riunioni di rane vecchie che ballano nelle chadillac muscoli d'oro, corone d'alloro canzoni d'amore per bimbi col frack musica seria, luce che varia pioggia che cade, vita che scorre cani randagi, cammelli e re magi forse fa male eppure mi va di stare collegato di vivere di un fiato di stendermi sopra al burrone di guardare giù la vertigine non è paura di cadere ma voglia di volare mi fido di te mi fido di te mi fido di te mi fido di te io mi fido di te ehi mi fido di te cosa sei disposto a perdere? Lampi di luce, al collo una croce la dea dell'amore si muove nei jeans culi e catene, assassini per bene la radio si accende su un pezzo funky teste fasciate, ferite curate l'affitto del sole si paga in anticipo prego arcobaleno, più per meno meno mi fido di te mi fido di te mi fido di te cosa sei disposto a perdere? mi fido di te mi fido di te io mi fido di te cosa sei disposto a perdere? rabbia stupore la parte l'attore dottore che sintomi ha la felicità evoluzione il cielo in prigione questa non è un'esercitazione forza e coraggio la sete il miraggio la luna nell'altra metà lupi in agguato il peggio è passato mi fido di te mi fido di te mi fido di te cosa sei disposto a perdere? eh mi fido di te mi fido di te mi fido di te mi fido di te cosa sei disposto a perdere?
Aerys II Inviato 7 Luglio 2009 Autore Segnala Inviato 7 Luglio 2009 @Lothavier: YEAH!!! <object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pJQOuT_s3vg&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pJQOuT_s3vg&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object> Detto questo, la "dedica" seria. Almeno a un paio di persone, stasera. Farewell (F. Guccini) E sorridevi e sapevi sorridere coi tuoi vent'anni portati così, come si porta un maglione sformato su un paio di jeans; come si sente la voglia di vivere che scoppia un giorno e non spieghi il perchè: un pensiero cullato o un amore che è nato e non sai che cos'è. Giorni lunghi fra ieri e domani, giorni strani, giorni a chiedersi tutto cos'era, vedersi ogni sera; ogni sera passare su a prenderti con quel mio buffo montone orientale, ogni sera là, a passo di danza, a salire le scale e sentire i tuoi passi che arrivano, il ticchettare del tuo buonumore, quando aprivi la porta il sorriso ogni volta mi entrava nel cuore. Poi giù al bar dove ci si ritrova, nostra alcova, era tanto potere parlarci, giocare a guardarci, tra gli amici che ridono e suonano attorno ai tavoli pieni di vino, religione del tirare tardi e aspettare mattino; e una notte lasciasti portarti via, solo la nebbia e noi due in sentinella, la città addormentata non era mai stata così tanto bella. Era facile vivere allora ogni ora, chitarre e lampi di storie fugaci, di amori rapaci, e ogni notte inventarsi una fantasia da bravi figli dell'epoca nuova, ogni notte sembravi chiamare la vita a una prova. Ma stupiti e felici scoprimmo che era nato qualcosa più in fondo, ci sembrava d'avere trovato la chiave segreta del mondo. Non fu facile volersi bene, restare assieme o pensare d'avere un domani e stare lontani; tutti e due a immaginarsi: "Con chi sarà?" In ogni cosa un pensiero costante, un ricordo lucente e durissimo come il diamante e a ogni passo lasciare portarci via da un'emozione non piena, non colta: rivedersi era come rinascere ancora una volta. Ma ogni storia ha la stessa illusione, sua conclusione, e il peccato fu creder speciale una storia normale. Ora il tempo ci usura e ci stritola in ogni giorno che passa correndo, sembra quasi che ironico scruti e ci guardi irridendo. E davvero non siamo più quegli eroi pronti assieme a affrontare ogni impresa; siamo come due foglie aggrappate su un ramo in attesa. "The triangle tingles and the trumpet plays slow"... Farewell, non pensarci e perdonami se ti ho portato via un poco d'estate con qualcosa di fragile come le storie passate: forse un tempo poteva commuoverti, ma ora è inutile credo, perchè ogni volta che piangi e che ridi non piangi e non ridi con me...
Vecchianutria Inviato 8 Luglio 2009 Segnala Inviato 8 Luglio 2009 MAGO DE OZ - FIESTA PAGANA Cuando despiertes un día Y sientas que no puedes más Que en el nombre del de arriba Tu vida van a manejar Si sientes que el miedo se pega a tu piel Por ser comunero y justicia querer Si te rindes hermano, por ti nunca pensarás Cuando vayan a pedirte Los diezmos a fin de mes Y la Santa Inquisición Te "invite" a confesar Por eso amigo tú alza la voz Di que nunca pediste opinión Si es verdad que existe un Dios Que trabaje de sol a sol Ponte en pie Alza el puño y ven A la fiesta pagana En la hoguera hay de beber De la misma condición No es el pueblo ni un señor Ellos tienen el credo Y nosotros nuestro sudor Si no hay pan para los tuyos Y ves muy gordo al abad Si su virgen viste de oro Desnúdala Cómo van a silenciar Al jilguero o al canario Si no hay cárcel ni tumba Para el canto libertario Ponte en pie Alza el puño y ven A la fiesta pagana En la hoguera hay de beber De la misma condición No es el pueblo ni un señor Ellos tienen el credo Y nosotros nuestro sudor Ponte en pie Alza el puño y ven A la fiesta pagana En la hoguera hay de beber De la misma condición No es el pueblo ni un señor Ellos tienen el credo Y nosotros nuestro sudor Ponte en pie Alza el puño y ven A la fiesta pagana En la hoguera hay de beber De la misma condición No es el pueblo ni un señor Ellos tienen el credo Y nosotros nuestro sudor Cabrones!!!!!!!!!
Paladino Inviato 8 Luglio 2009 Segnala Inviato 8 Luglio 2009 a chi sente il bisogno dell'infinito Lo Stendardo (by Folkstone) Sento pensieri lontani perchè il mio senno nel vento ora è perso e smarrito fra stupidi Dei il mio buio bagliore sarà Fermi ed immobili restano già schiacciati dai numeri della realtà ancora il corno risuonerà e dal sonno di vita mi risveglierà E cavalco via fra terre che roride e stanche piangon con me raggio sordo il mio grido sarà sole eterno od oscurità senza tempo ne un perchè il nero stendardo si staglia su me pioggia lavami dalla realtà io sento l'immensità Giungon chimere dove io errai i confini di sguardi varcai ultimo fremito e il vento passò e il mio senno nell'ombra per sempre portò Viaggio solo viaggio nell'immensità E cavalco via fra terre che roride e stanche piangon con me raggio sordo il mio grido sarà sole eterno od oscurità senza tempo ne un perchè il nero stendardo si staglia su me pioggia lavami dalla realtà io sento l'immensità Viaggio solo viaggio nell'immensità
esahettr Inviato 9 Luglio 2009 Segnala Inviato 9 Luglio 2009 Alla mia Kirsten. AiLuvIù: e non l'avevo mai detto a nessuna. Loose Lips - Kimya Dawson loose lips might sink ships but loose gooses take trips to san francisco, double dutch disco, tech tv hottie, do it for scotty do it for the living and do it for the dead do it for the monsters under your bed do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom broken hearts hurt but they make us strong and we won't stop until somebody calls the cops and even then we'll start again and just pretend that nothing ever happened we won't stop until somebody calls the cops and even then we'll start again and just pretend that nothing ever happened we're just dancing, we're just hugging, singing, screaming, kissing, tugging on the sleeve of how it used to be how's it gonna be? i'll drop kick russell stover, move into the starting over house and know matt rouse and jest are watching me achieve my dreams and we'll pray, all damn day, every day, that all this shit our president has got us in will go away while we strive to figure out a way we can survive these trying times without losing our minds so if you wanna burn yourself remember that I love you and if you wanna cut yourself remember that I love you and if you wanna kill yourself remember that I love you call me up before your dead, we can make some plans instead send me an IM, i'll be your friend shysters live from scheme to scheme and my 4th quarter pipe dreams are seeming more and more worth fighting for so i'll curate some situations, make my job a big vacation and i'll say fuck bush and fuck this war my war paint is sharpie ink and i'll show you how much my shit stinks and ask you what you think because your thoughts and words are powerful they think we're disposable, well both my thumbs opposable are spelled out on a double word and triple letter score we won't stop until somebody calls the cops and even then we'll start again and just pretend that nothing ever happened we won't stop until somebody calls the cops and even then we'll start again and just pretend that nothing ever happened we're just dancing, we're just hugging, singing, screaming, kissing, tugging on the sleeve of how it used to be http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z93VYGvGM5Q
M3t4lW4r Inviato 9 Luglio 2009 Segnala Inviato 9 Luglio 2009 Manowar - I believe http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BjgdBPGdL7E From the darkness, I walk into the light From the day, I walk into the night From the shadows, I will appear With a message, for all who will hear For the weak of heart, I will be strong To the defenders of faith, I will belong To the last of us, fight till we die Till the keys, of the kingdom, are mine All stand together For the world to see Now the time is right To live out all our dreams Say the words forever Your strength will never leave If you want to win the fight Say, "I Believe" From the darkness, I walk into the light From the day, I walk into the night From the shadows, I will appear With a message for all, who will hear For the weak of heart, I will be strong To the defenders of faith, I will belong To the last of us, fight till we die Till the keys, of the kingdom, are mine All stand together For the world to see Now the time is right To live out all our dreams Say the words forever Your strength will never leave If you want to win the fight Say, "I Believe" 2
Randagio Inviato 9 Luglio 2009 Segnala Inviato 9 Luglio 2009 Dedicata a quelli che vivono con quello strano senso di oppressione indefinibile, che passano le loro giornate cercando di raggiungere una meta che non conoscono... The Distance - Cake Reluctantly crouched at the starting line, Engines pumping and thumping in time. The green light flashes, the flags go up. Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup. They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank, Fuel burning fast on an empty tank. Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns. Their prowess is potent and secretly stearn. As they speed through the finish, the flags go down. The fans get up and they get out of town. The arena is empty except for one man, Still driving and striving as fast as he can. The sun has gone down and the moon has come up, And long ago somebody left with the cup. But hes driving and striving and hugging the turns. And thinking of someone for whom he still burns. Hes going the distance. Hes going for speed. Shes all alone In her time of need. Because hes racing and pacing and plotting the course, Hes fighting and biting and riding on his horse, Hes going the distance. No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine, Hes haunted by something he cannot define. Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse, Assail him, impale him with monster-truck force. In his mind, hes still driving,still making the grade. Shes hoping in time that her memories will fade. Cause hes racing and pacing and plotting the course, Hes fighting and biting and riding on his horse. The sun has gone down and the moon has come up, And long ago somebody left with the cup. But hes striving and driving and hugging the turns. And thinking of someone for whom he still burns. Cause hes going the distance. Hes going for speed. Shes all alone In her time of need. Because hes racing and pacing and plotting the course, Hes fighting and biting and riding on his horse. Hes racing and pacing and plotting the course, Hes fighting and biting and riding on his horse. Hes going the distance. Hes going for speed. Hes going the distance.
Vecchianutria Inviato 10 Luglio 2009 Segnala Inviato 10 Luglio 2009 In questi giorni non riesco a smettere di ascoltarla... QUEEN - SHOW MUST GO ON Empty spaces - what are we living for Abandoned places - I guess we know the score On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for... Another hero, another mindless crime Behind the curtain, in the pantomime Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore The show must go on, The show must go on Inside my heart is breaking My make-up may be flaking But my smile still stays on. Whatever happens, Ill leave it all to chance Another heartache, another failed romance On and on, does anybody know what we are living for? I guess Im learning, I must be warmer now Ill soon be turning, round the corner now Outside the dawn is breaking But inside in the dark Im aching to be free The show must go on The show must go on Inside my heart is breaking My make-up may be flaking But my smile still stays on My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die I can fly - my friends The show must go on The show must go on Ill face it with a grin Im never giving in On - with the show - Ill top the bill, Ill overkill I have to find the will to carry on On with the - On with the show - The show must go on...
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