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Battiato Franco - Como Un Camello En Un Canalon
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Vivo come un cammello in una grondaia in questa illustre e onorata societ?! E ancora, sto aspettando, un'ottima occasione per acquistare un paio d'ali, e abbandonare il pianeta, E cosa devono vedere ancora gli occhi e sopportare? I demoni feroci della guerra, che fingono di pregare! Eppure, lo so bene che dietro a ogni violenza esiste il male... se fossi un po' pi? furbo, non mi lascerei tentare. Come piombo pesa il cielo questa notte. Quante pene e inutili dolori.
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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