martedì 30 dicembre 2008
martedì 23 dicembre 2008
martedì 16 dicembre 2008
lunedì 15 dicembre 2008
giovedì 11 dicembre 2008
can't change me
Elle fait ce que bon lui semble
Et ce qui lui chante
Le pouvoir de de sonder (changer?) ce qui est mal
Qu’est-ce qu’elle ferait avec moi
Mais attendez trente secondes
Essaierait-elle de me liberer
Maintenant je sais…
...Qu’elle changera le monde
Mais elle ne peut pas me changer
Elle fait naître la lumière chaque jour
Elle donne des rêves á la nuit
Elle met à nu ses pires cauchemars
Oublie que tu vis avec
Mais attendez trente secondes
Essaierait-elle de me liberer
Maintenant je sais…
...Qu’elle changera le monde
mais elle ne peut pas me changer
non, elle ne peut pas me changer
Suddenly I can see everything that’s wrong chez moi yeah
But what can I do je suis tout ce que j’ai au monde…
Pour tout…
venerdì 5 dicembre 2008
wagon wheel
Won't you be my wagon wheel
Won't you tell me, baby, how do you feel
Yeah, you got to live, yeah, your life
as though you're number one
Yeah, you got to live, yeah, your life
and make a point of having some fun
But if you think
that you get kicks
from flirting with danger
Danger, ooohhh
just kick her in head
and rearrange her
Oh, heavenly father, what can I do
what she's done to me
is making me crazy
Oh, heavenly father
I know I have sinned
but look where I've been
it's making me lazy
Won't you be my wagon wheel
Won't you tell me, baby
how does you feel
You got to live, yeah, your life
as though you're number one
Yeah, you got to live, yeah, your life
and make a point of having some fun
But if you think
that you get kicks
from flirting with danger
Danger, ooohhh
just kick her in head
and rearrange her
And then why don't you wake me, shake me
please don't you let me
sleep too long
martedì 2 dicembre 2008
no social
... And they look down their nose
At these so-and-sos
Because everyone knows
That a dog dressed in clothes
Is still a dog ...
piece of my heart
Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on!
Didn't I make you feel like you were the only man -yeah!
Didn't I give you nearly everything that a woman possibly can?
Honey, you know I did!
And each time I tell myself that I, well I think I've had enough,
But I'm gonna show you, baby, that a woman can be tough.
I want you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it,
Take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby!
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, oh, have a!
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby,
You know you got it if it makes you feel good,
Oh, yes indeed.
You're out on the streets looking good,
And baby deep down in your heart I guess you know that it ain't right,
Never, never, never, never, never, never hear me when I cry at night,
Babe, I cry all the time!
And each time I tell myself that I, well I can't stand the pain,
But when you hold me in your arms, I'll sing it once again.
I'll say come on, come on, come on, come on and take it!
Take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby.
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah,
Oh, oh, have a!
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby,
You know you got it, child, if it makes you feel good.
I need you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it,
Take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby!
oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart, now darling, yeah, c'mon now.
oh, oh, have a
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby.
You know you got it -whoahhhhh!!
Take it!
Take it! Take another little piece of my heart now, baby,
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart, now darling, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Oh, oh, have a
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby, hey,
You know you got it, child, if it makes you feel good.
lunedì 1 dicembre 2008
blowin' in the wind
Quante strade deve percorrere un uomo
prima che lo si possa chiamare uomo?
Sì, e quanti mari deve sorvolare una bianca colomba
prima che possa riposare nella sabbia?
Sì, e quante volte le palle di cannone dovranno volare
prima che siano per sempre bandite?
La risposta, amico, sta soffiando nel vento
La risposta sta soffiando nel vento
Quante volte un uomo deve guardare verso l'alto
prima che riesca a vedere il cielo?
Sì, e quante orecchie deve avere un uomo
prima che possa ascoltare la gente piangere?
Sì, e quante morti ci vorranno perchè egli sappia
che troppe persone sono morte?
La risposta, amico, sta soffiando nel vento
La risposta sta soffiando nel vento
Quanti anni può esistere una montagna
prima di essere spazzata fino al mare?
Sì, e quanti anni la gente deve vivere
prima che possa essere finalmente libera?
Sì, e quante volte un uomo può voltare la testa
fingendo di non vedere?
La risposta, amico, sta soffiando nel vento
La risposta sta soffiando nel vento
