padishar

me lo chiedo spesso. dedica del momento. peccato non aver trovato la canzone sul tubo, l'avrei postata volentieri. .. al momento L'ultimo giorno del circo - Branduardi Han spento lucciole e lanterne messo il leone nella gabbia scambiato il funo con la nebbia domani il circo se ne va. Le stelle accese nella tenda sono tornate dei fanali i clown degli uomini normali domani il circo se ne va. Passato il giorno della festa ritorneremo a misurare quel posto vuoto sul piazzale domani il circo se ne va. Passato il giorno della festa ci resta il piccolo calvario di spazi vuoti al calendario domani il circo se ne va. Han messo via le luminarie smonttato tutto pezzo a pezzo soldati e bimbi a metà prezzo domani il circo se ne va. Nel lampo breve di un istante forse era solo un'illusione l'uomo sparato dal cannone domani il circo se ne va. Passato il giorno della festa resta un ricordo eccezionale un manifesto lungo il viale domani il circo se ne va. Passato il giorno della festa ci sono a far da spazzatura lustrini fra la segatura domani il circo se ne va. Solo l'orchestra del silenzio che non ha posto per partire rimane a farci divertire domani il circo se ne va.

oggi cantina, quindi è una buona giornata:lol: buongiorno a tutti!

... sono diventato un capro espiatorio!!!nuuuuu! assolutamente sì! nonostante l'errore, è stata una partita memorabile!!! dovrò leggere il regolamento.. vai a fidarti !

oni... a capodanno non spiegai il regolamento... lo fece quanlcun'altro.. tu!

Questo è proprio il genere di post che mi piace leggere ! ci siamo... caspio... Grandi! Prepara i fazzoletti, bastardo. credo che ne avrò bisogno ! buona strada, belli, un abbraccio rolloso!!

Il Sanctum Imperium è l'unico "regno" che potrà difenderci dagli orrori dei morti..

prosegui, buon curte. prosegui

A!!

espansione presa. a breve (spero) vi sarà un resoconto.

in ritardo ma A !

prometto.. è l'ultima volta che la dedico.. Day seven: Hope - Ayreon [best Friend] Let me take you back To the time when we were chasing all the girls Two maniacs Indulging in the pleasures of this world So much to see, so much to live for Questions to answer, places to go So much to be, so much to care for Deep down inside I think you know You are free...come back to me! Look ahead and see There are still so many borders we could cross Just you and me Making up for all the time that we have lost [best Friend] So much to see [Me] He may be right [best Friend] so much to live for [Me] I've got to fight [best Friend] Questions to answer [Me] I will pull through [best Friend] places to go [Me] take me with you [best Friend] So much to be [Me] I will not break [best Friend] so much to care for [Me] I must awake [best Friend] Deep down inside I think you know [Me] I think I know [best Friend] You are free [Me] I am free [best Friend] Come back to me! [best Friend] Aaaah, aaaah come back to me [Me] There's no way out, my whole world is black! [best Friend] Aaaah, aaaah come back to me [Me] I try to shout, something's holding me back! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mpRVPw7E8fU

E grande aky !! Ok..... A!

mai letto don zauker?!? Complimenti a satibalzane, allora:-D spero di vedere presto una tua opera per il resto e come sempre... B con più naziiiii

A volte .... ma voglio i nazi !!!!! quoto e straquoto

B... voglio i nazi !

strano.... davvero strano... rimanere sulla torre .. forse All along the watchtower - Bob Dylan "There must be some kind of way out of here," said the joker to the thief, "There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief Businessmen they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth None will level along the line know what any of it is worth" Hey "No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke "There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke But you and I, we've been through that and this is not our fate So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late" Hey All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women came and went Barefoot servants, too Outside in the cold distance A wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl Hey All along the watchtower All along the watchtower All along the watchtower http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q_ncQgjIlFM

voglio i nazisti !!! B

nuuuu.... andrò a votare B anche negli altri forum

B. Gloria al Reich!

A volte... A volte nulla. non dovrei nemmeno più starci "male";-) Ma spero.. spero che un giorno le cose tornino tutte al loro posto. Anche se è impossibile Desolation Row - Bob Dylan They're selling postcards of the hanging They're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They've got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other is in his pants And the riot squad they're restless They need somewhere to go As Lady and I look out tonight From Desolation Row Cinderella, she seems so easy "It takes one to know one," she smiles And puts her hands in her back pockets Bette Davis style And in comes Romeo, he's moaning "You Belong to Me I Believe" And someone says," You're in the wrong place, my friend You better leave" And the only sound that's left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up On Desolation Row Now the moon is almost hidden The stars are beginning to hide The fortunetelling lady Has even taken all her things inside All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame Everybody is making love Or else expecting rain And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing He's getting ready for the show He's going to the carnival tonight On Desolation Row Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window For her I feel so afraid On her twenty-second birthday She already is an old maid To her, death is quite romantic She wears an iron vest Her profession's her religion Her sin is her lifelessness And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah's great rainbow She spends her time peeking Into Desolation Row Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood With his memories in a trunk Passed this way an hour ago With his friend, a jealous monk He looked so immaculately frightful As he bummed a cigarette Then he went off sniffing drainpipes And reciting the alphabet Now you would not think to look at him But he was famous long ago For playing the electric violin On Desolation Row Dr. Filth, he keeps his world Inside of a leather cup But all his sexless patients They're trying to blow it up Now his nurse, some local loser She's in charge of the cyanide hole And she also keeps the cards that read "Have Mercy on His Soul" They all play on penny whistles You can hear them blow If you lean your head out far enough From Desolation Row Across the street they've nailed the curtains They're getting ready for the feast The Phantom of the Opera A perfect image of a priest They're spoon feeding Casanova To get him to feel more assured Then they'll kill him with self-confidence After poisoning him with words And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls "Get Outa Here If You Don't Know Casanova is just being punished for going To Desolation Row" Now at midnight all the agents And the superhuman crew Come out and round up everyone That knows more than they do Then they bring them to the factory Where the heart-attack machine Is strapped across their shoulders And then the kerosene Is brought down from the castles By insurance men who go Check to see that nobody is escaping To Desolation Row Praise be to Nero's Neptune The Titanic sails at dawn And everybody's shouting "Which Side Are You On?" And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot Fighting in the captain's tower While calypso singers laugh at them And fishermen hold flowers Between the windows of the sea Where lovely mermaids flow And nobody has to think too much About Desolation Row Yes, I received your letter yesterday (About the time the door knob broke) When you asked how I was doing Was that some kind of joke? All these people that you mention Yes, I know them, they're quite lame I had to rearrange their faces And give them all another name Right now I can't read too good Don't send me no more letters no Not unless you mail them From Desolation Row http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RenHNO19XKs

Perchè prima o poi lo si impara Non è per Sempre - Afterhours Dici che i tuoi fiori si sono rovinati non hai abilità questa nazione è brutta ti fa sentire asciutta senza volontà e gioca a fare Dio manipolando il tuo DNA così se vuoi cambiare invece resti uguale per l'eternità ma non c'è niente che sia per sempre perciò se è da un po' che stai così male il tuo diploma in fallimento è una laurea per reagire puoi finger bene ma so che hai fame tutto è efficacia e razionalità niente può stupire e non è certo il tempo quello che ti invecchia e ti fa morire ma tu rifiuti di ascoltare ogni segnale che ti può cambiare perchè ti fa paura quello che succederà se poi ti senti uguale ma non c'è niente che sia per sempre perciò se è da un po' che stai così male il tuo diploma in fallimento è una laurea per reagire sai finger bene ma so che hai fame non è niente non è per sempre è troppo ormai che stai così male il tuo diploma in fallimento è una laurea per reagire non è niente non è per sempre http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eh-ryLVIL_E&feature=related Ed è tempo che il Drago apra le ali e che spicchi il Volo. Queensryche - Revolution calling For a price Id do about anything Except pull the trigger For that Id need a pretty good cause Then I heard of dr. x The man with the cure Just watch the television Yeah, youll see theres something going on Got no love for politicians Or that crazy scene in d.c. Its just a power mad town But the time is ripe for changes Theres a growing feeling That taking a chance on a new kind of vision is due I used to trust the media To tell me the truth, tell us the truth But now Ive seen the payoffs Everywhere I look Who do you trust when everyones a crook? Revolution calling Revolution calling Revolution calling you [theres a] revolution calling Revolution calling Gotta make a change Gotta push, gotta push it on through Im tired of all this bullshit They keep selling me on t.v. About the communist plan And all the shady preachers Begging for my cash Swiss bank accounts while giving their Secretaries the slam Theyre all in penthouse now Or playboy magazine, million dollar stories to tell I guess warhol wasnt wrong Fame fifteen minutes long Everyones using everybody, making the sale I used to think That only americas way, way was right But now the holy dollar rules everybodys lives Gotta make a million doesnt matter who dies Revolution calling Revolution calling Revolution calling you [theres a] revolution calling Revolution calling Gotta make a change Gotta push, gotta push it on through I used to trust the media To tell me the truth, tell us the truth But now Ive seen the payoffs Everywhere I look Who do you trust when everyones a crook? Revolution calling Revolution calling Revolution calling you [theres a] revolution calling Revolution calling Gotta make a change Gotta push, gotta push it on through http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rnxJEapid_M