<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312</id><updated>2011-11-28T01:25:09.318+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Music is the way</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>192</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-5100360441264851810</id><published>2011-06-14T23:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T23:51:13.708+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vinicio Capossela - L'oceano oilalà</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; " &gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_vinicio_capossela_1740.html" class="link" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vinicio Capossela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_vinicio_capossela_1740/testi_marinai,_profeti_e_balene_116870.html" class="link" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marinai, Profeti E Balene&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;L'oceano Oilalà&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="350" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ILTzFKpyMvs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="songlyrics"&gt;Che tipo scontroso, giocoso, scherzoso&lt;br /&gt;Che tipo che coso è l’oceano oilalà&lt;br /&gt;la la la la&lt;br /&gt;Il tifone è allegro&lt;br /&gt;Il baleno è un buffone&lt;br /&gt;Quando sbatte orgoglioso il codone&lt;br /&gt;La nuvola scappa&lt;br /&gt;La schiuma si leva&lt;br /&gt;Quando soffia l’arcoBalena&lt;br /&gt;la la lala&lt;br /&gt;Che tipo scherzoso giocoso, scontroso&lt;br /&gt;Che tipo che coso è l’oceano oilalà&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;La nave la spacca col tuono&lt;br /&gt;Che tipo che coso l’oceano che è&lt;br /&gt;Per lui è soltanto uno sbuffo&lt;br /&gt;Si scrolla il cielo di dosso in un tuffo&lt;br /&gt;lalalala&lt;br /&gt;Che tipo scontroso giocoso scherzoso&lt;br /&gt;Che tipo che coso è l’oceano oilalà&lt;br /&gt;lalala la&lt;br /&gt;La nave che sbatte è il cicchetto che fuma&lt;br /&gt;Quando vanesio s’incipria di schiuma&lt;br /&gt;Per lui è soltanto un balocco&lt;br /&gt;La burrasca che gonfia nel fiocco&lt;br /&gt;Che tipo scontroso giocoso scherzoso&lt;br /&gt;Che tipo che coso è l’oceano oilalà!&lt;br /&gt;Che tipo scontroso giocoso scherzoso&lt;br /&gt;Che tipo che coso l’oceano che è&lt;br /&gt;Che tipo scontroso giocoso scherzoso&lt;br /&gt;Che tipo che coso l’oceano che è&lt;br /&gt;lalalala&lt;br /&gt;Rolling the wave, rolling the wave&lt;br /&gt;Rollin the wave around the whale!&lt;br /&gt;La balena rolla e rulla&lt;br /&gt;Tonda e oleosa, grassa e sontuosa&lt;br /&gt;Piena di barili d’olio&lt;br /&gt;è solo un mammifero senza piedi&lt;br /&gt;La più bella l’ho vista nuotare sulla crosta d’oceano polare&lt;br /&gt;Al ramponiere non manchi la lena&lt;br /&gt;quando colpisca la balena&lt;br /&gt;Rolling the wave rolling the wave around the whale&lt;br /&gt;Rolling the wave rolling the wave around the whale&lt;br /&gt;Della tempesta non s’importa&lt;br /&gt;Tanto sa sempre nuotare&lt;br /&gt;È un gigante di forza, è la regina del mare!&lt;br /&gt;Uhm che la smetta quel tuono,&lt;br /&gt;A che ci serve un tuono?&lt;br /&gt;Uhm non vogliamo dei tuoni, noi vogliamo del rhum&lt;br /&gt;Uhm uhm&lt;br /&gt;Date un bicchiere di rhum!&lt;br /&gt;Uhm uhm date un bicchiere di rum&lt;br /&gt;Uhm uhm uhm, noi vogliamo del rum&lt;br /&gt;Uhm uhm uhm, noi vogliamo del rum,&lt;br /&gt;Uhm uhm uhm&lt;br /&gt;Noi vogliamo del rum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="songlyrics"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="songlyrics" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-5100360441264851810?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5100360441264851810/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=5100360441264851810' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/5100360441264851810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Artista: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_fleetwood_mac_3131.html" class="link" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fleetwood Mac&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Album: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_fleetwood_mac_3131/testi_rumours_9673.html" class="link" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rumours&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Titolo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;Never Going Back Again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="350" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zHyQS9blvIc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="songlyrics" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;She broke down and let me in&lt;br /&gt;Made me see where I've been&lt;br /&gt;Been down one time&lt;br /&gt;Been down two times&lt;br /&gt;I'm never going back again&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it means to win&lt;br /&gt;Come down and see me again&lt;br /&gt;Been down one time&lt;br /&gt;Been down two times&lt;br /&gt;I'm never going back again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GLEE VERSION&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://client.joy.cn/flvplayer/2576339_1_0_1.swf" quality="high" width="400" height="350" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hube&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zHyQS9blvIc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-7300062329910159697</id><published>2011-06-14T23:27:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T23:48:16.351+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dixie chicks - Landslide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_dixie_chicks_the_22591.html" class="link" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dixie Chicks (The)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_dixie_chicks_the_22591/testi_other_53213.html" class="link" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Landslide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="350" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/J4_wXPZ1Bnk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="songlyrics"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I took my love and I look it down&lt;br /&gt;I climbed a mountain and I turned aroung&lt;br /&gt;And I saw my reflection in the snowcovered hills&lt;br /&gt;Well the landslide brought me down&lt;br /&gt;Oh, mirror in the sky&lt;br /&gt;What is love&lt;br /&gt;Can the child within my heart rise above&lt;br /&gt;Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides&lt;br /&gt;Can I handle the seasons of my life&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been afraid of changing 'cause I built my life around you&lt;br /&gt;But time makes you bolder&lt;br /&gt;Children get older&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting older too&lt;br /&gt;Well...well, I've been afraid of changing 'cause I built my life around you&lt;br /&gt;But time makes you bolder&lt;br /&gt;Children get older&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting older, too&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm getting older too&lt;br /&gt;So, take this love and take it down&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and if you climb a mountain and ya turn around&lt;br /&gt;And if you see my relection in the snow-covered hills&lt;br /&gt;Well the landslide brought me down&lt;br /&gt;And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe the landslide will bring you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(60, 86, 112); font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7300062329910159697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7300062329910159697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2011/06/dixie-chicks-landslide.html' title='Dixie chicks - Landslide'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/J4_wXPZ1Bnk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2524814902270075493</id><published>2011-06-14T23:23:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T23:41:51.967+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Adele - Someone like you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_adele_17190.html" class="link" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adele&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_adele_17190/testi_21_116337.html" class="link" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;21&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Someone Like You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="350" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qemWRToNYJY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="songlyrics"&gt;I heard&lt;br /&gt;That you're settled down&lt;br /&gt;That you&lt;br /&gt;Found a girl&lt;br /&gt;And you're&lt;br /&gt;Married now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard&lt;br /&gt;That your dreams came true&lt;br /&gt;I guess she gave you things&lt;br /&gt;I didn't give to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old friend, why are you so shy?&lt;br /&gt;It ain't like you to hold back or hide from the lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it,&lt;br /&gt;I had hoped you'd see my face,&lt;br /&gt;And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you,&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you, too,&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg,&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love,&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it hurts instead,"&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it lasts in love,&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it hurts instead, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how the time flies,&lt;br /&gt;Only yesterday was the time of our lives,&lt;br /&gt;We were born and raised in a summer haze,&lt;br /&gt;Bound by the surprise of our glory days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it,&lt;br /&gt;I had hoped you'd see my face,&lt;br /&gt;And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you,&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you, too,&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg,&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love,&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it hurts instead,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares,&lt;br /&gt;No worries or cares,&lt;br /&gt;Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made,&lt;br /&gt;Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I'll find someone like you,&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you,&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg,&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love,&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it hurts instead,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I'll find someone like you,&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you, too,&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg,&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love,&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it hurts instead,"&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it lasts in love,&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it hurts instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="songlyrics"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="songlyrics"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/testitradotti/5320.html"&gt;Traduzione&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="songlyrics"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="songlyrics"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hube&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2524814902270075493?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2524814902270075493/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2524814902270075493' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2524814902270075493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2524814902270075493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2011/06/adele-someone-like-you.html' title='Adele - Someone like you'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qemWRToNYJY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-5249681454637436000</id><published>2010-09-15T17:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T17:32:48.532+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Jovi - It's my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_bon_jovi_58.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_bon_jovi_58/testi_crush_269.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crush&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;It's My Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vx2u5uUu3DE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=it_IT"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vx2u5uUu3DE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=it_IT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a song for the broken-hearted&lt;br /&gt;No silent prayer for the faith-departed&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;When I shout it out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;It's now or never&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the ones who stood their ground&lt;br /&gt;For Tommy and Gina who never backed down&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake&lt;br /&gt;Luck ain't even lucky&lt;br /&gt;Got to make your own breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;And it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better stand tall when they're calling you out&lt;br /&gt;Don't bend, don't break, baby, don't back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;And it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;And it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/testitradotti/1793.html" title="Traduzione It's My Life" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Traduzione&lt;/b&gt; di It's My Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-5249681454637436000?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5249681454637436000/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=5249681454637436000' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/5249681454637436000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/5249681454637436000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2010/09/bon-jovi-its-my-life.html' title='Bon Jovi - It&apos;s my life'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-8523972570834599450</id><published>2010-09-15T17:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T17:29:56.899+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight of the Conchords - Song for Epileptic Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_flee_the_seen_8089.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flight of the Conchords&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_flee_the_seen_8089.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flight of the Conchords&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Song for Epileptic Dogs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xlCoBra6PfU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=it_IT"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xlCoBra6PfU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=it_IT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about the epileptic dogs&lt;br /&gt;Not all puppies are born so lucky&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there's a Golden Retriever&lt;br /&gt;Who's having a seizure&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there's a pup seizing up&lt;br /&gt;and there's a labrador who's shaking on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about the epileptic dogs&lt;br /&gt;send them some money&lt;br /&gt;to stop these dogs from acting funny&lt;br /&gt;Send a cheque in the letter&lt;br /&gt;to make a setter feel better&lt;br /&gt;C'mon make a donation&lt;br /&gt;and save a shaky Dalmatian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE REMIX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epilep-lep-lep-lep-leptic&lt;br /&gt;Epilep-lep-lep-lep-leptic&lt;br /&gt;Epilep-lep-lep-lep-leptic&lt;br /&gt;Epilep-lep-lep-lep-leptic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo tradotto: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Canzone per i cani epilettici&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pensa ai cani epilettici&lt;br /&gt;non tutti i cuccioli nascono così fortunati&lt;br /&gt;Da qualche parte c'è un Golden Retriever&lt;br /&gt;che sta avendo una crisi epilettica&lt;br /&gt;Da qualche parte c'è un cucciolo in crisi&lt;br /&gt;e c'è un labrador che sta ondeggiando sul pavimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensa ai cani epilettici&lt;br /&gt;invia a loro dei soldi&lt;br /&gt;in modo da impedire che compiano simpatici movimenti&lt;br /&gt;Invia un assegno nella lettera&lt;br /&gt;Per far stare meglio un setter&lt;br /&gt;Dai fai una donazione&lt;br /&gt;per fermare un dalmata ondeggiante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTO E' IL REMIX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ep-ep-ep-ep-Epilettico&lt;br /&gt;Ep-ep-ep-ep-Epilettico&lt;br /&gt;Ep-ep-ep-ep-Epilettico&lt;br /&gt;Ep-ep-ep-ep-Epilettico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-8523972570834599450?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8523972570834599450/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=8523972570834599450' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8523972570834599450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8523972570834599450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2010/09/flight-of-conchords-song-for-epileptic.html' title='Flight of the Conchords - Song for Epileptic Dogs'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-1805318317562685052</id><published>2010-09-15T17:18:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T17:20:50.336+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vetusta Morla - Un dia en el mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_vetusta_morla_46706.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vetusta Morla&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_vetusta_morla_46706/testi_un_dia_en_el_mundo_83227.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Un Dia En El Mundo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Un Día En El Mundo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9K5UrzaKgaY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=it_IT"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9K5UrzaKgaY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=it_IT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por el día nos encierran en sus jaulas de cemento y aprendemos del leín.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por las noches atrapamos corazones axfixiados y disparos en su honor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mírame, soy feliz, tu juego me ha dejado así.&lt;br /&gt;Consumir, producir, la sangre cubre mi nariz.&lt;br /&gt;No sí dínde quedí el rumor que nos vio nacer. Pagí la jaula al domador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilatamos las pupilas en encuentros con sirenas con las piernas de  neín, y blasfemamos por dios, prometemos por vos, machacamos nuestros  cuerpos prietos por un sueío de cartín.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mírame, soy feliz, tu juego me ha dejado así.&lt;br /&gt;Disfrazar, seducir, ponerme guapo para ti.&lt;br /&gt;No sí dínde quedí el rumor que nos vio nacer, pagí la jaula al domador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mírame, soy feliz...&lt;br /&gt;Mírame, tu juego me ha dejado así...&lt;br /&gt;Mírame...&lt;br /&gt;íQuí hago aquí?&lt;br /&gt;Mírame...&lt;br /&gt;Tu juego me ha dejado así.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sí quí fue de aquel rumor que nos vio crecer, siendo la carne del leín.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mírame, soy feliz, tu juego me ha dejado así.&lt;br /&gt;Engaíar, seducir, ponerme guapo para ti.&lt;br /&gt;No sí dínde quedí el rumor...&lt;br /&gt;Pagí la jaula al domador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mírame, soy feliz, mírame, tu juego me ha dejado así&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-1805318317562685052?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1805318317562685052/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=1805318317562685052' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1805318317562685052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1805318317562685052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2010/09/vetusta-morla-un-dia-en-el-mundo.html' title='Vetusta Morla - Un dia en el mundo'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6565043906609351893</id><published>2010-09-15T17:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T17:17:17.612+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Elio e le storie tese - Ignudi fra i nudisti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Curiosità: provate ad ascoltare "Suspicious minds" di Elvis Presley al contrario...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_elio_e_le_storie_tese_103.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elio e Le Storie Tese&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_elio_e_le_storie_tese_103/testi_studentessi_77251.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Studentessi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Ignudi Fra I Nudisti&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6AVykXVL_xw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=it_IT"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6AVykXVL_xw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=it_IT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partirò, partirò.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogni estate c’è un dilemma estivo:Se andare al mare o andare ai monti.&lt;br /&gt;Dobbiamo decidere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Io ad esempio voglio andare al mare: Fare il bagno con le arselle alle Seychelles.&lt;br /&gt;Io ad esempio voglio andare ai monti:Là sulla vetta insieme all’orso.&lt;br /&gt;"A me in montagna Mi prende la voglia di andare al mare.Mi butto dal  monte,Tu sorridi, io m’angoscio.Io e te nell’eremo. Sono scettico:Il  decoder lì non va. "Vai con gli asceti "Ma sono ascetici&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noi ignudi fra i nudisti Noi ignudi fra i nudisti "Mi brucerò i seni" Non dir cagate "Mi entra la sabbia "Quante cagate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partirò, partirò.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah in montagna ci si rompe il cazzo Al mare c’è l’afa, ai monti il  puma feroce Che vuole ucciderci; Sì l’ho visto ieri a Quark. "Ah, sono  scettica" Sono scettico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noi ignudi fra i nudisti Noi ignudi fra i nudisti "Mi brucerò i  seni" Quante cagate "Mi entra la sabbia" Tutte cagate "Ho la pelle  secca" Ti spalmo l'olio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partirò, partirò.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi andiamo un po’ in disco, O in steakhouse.&lt;br /&gt;Sarà bello stare ignudi al mare:Sul bagnasciuga&lt;br /&gt;Fare il sudoku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6565043906609351893?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6565043906609351893/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6565043906609351893' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6565043906609351893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6565043906609351893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2010/09/elio-e-le-storie-tese-ignudi-fra-i.html' title='Elio e le storie tese - Ignudi fra i nudisti'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-4692239931414093825</id><published>2010-09-15T17:02:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T17:11:08.189+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey - Don't stop believing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_journey_5035.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Journey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_journey_5035/testi_escape_16687.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Escape&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Don't Stop Believin'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/barLaHrtvoM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=it_IT"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/barLaHrtvoM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=it_IT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a small town girl Livin' in a lonely world&lt;br /&gt;She took the midnight train Goin' anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Just a city boy Born and raised in South Detroit&lt;br /&gt;He took the midnight train Goin' anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A singer in a smokey room&lt;br /&gt;A smell of wine and cheap perfume&lt;br /&gt;For a smile they can share the night&lt;br /&gt;It goes on and on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangers waiting&lt;br /&gt;Up and down the boulevard&lt;br /&gt;Their shadows searching&lt;br /&gt;In the night&lt;br /&gt;Streetlights, people&lt;br /&gt;Livin' just to find emotion&lt;br /&gt;Hidin', somewhere in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workin' hard to get my fill&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants a thrill&lt;br /&gt;Payin' anything to roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time&lt;br /&gt;Some will win&lt;br /&gt;Some will lose&lt;br /&gt;Some were born to sing the blues&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the movie never ends&lt;br /&gt;It goes on and on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangers waiting Up and down the boulevard&lt;br /&gt;Their shadows searching In the night&lt;br /&gt;Streetlights, people Livin' just to find emotion&lt;br /&gt;Hidin', somewhere in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Instrumental Interlude]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop believin'&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the feelin'&lt;br /&gt;Streetlights, people&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop believin'&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;Streetlights, people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="answer-right-message"&gt; &lt;p class="messagge"&gt;Titolo Tradotto: &lt;b&gt;Non smettere di credere&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo una ragazzina di città, che vive in un mondo solitario&lt;br /&gt;Ha preso il treno di mezzanotte con destinazione ignota&lt;br /&gt;Solo un ragazzo di città, nato e cresciuto nella zona sud di Detroit&lt;br /&gt;Ha preso il treno di mezzanotte con destinazione ignota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un cantante in una stanza piena di fumo&lt;br /&gt;Odore di vino e profumo dozzinale&lt;br /&gt;Possono condividere la notte in cambio di un sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Va avanti e avanti e avanti e avanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranieri che aspettano, camminando su e giù per il viale&lt;br /&gt;Le loro ombre scrutano la notte&lt;br /&gt;Gente della notte, che vive solo per trovare l’emozione&lt;br /&gt;Che si nasconde, da qualche parte nella notte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lavorare duro per averne in abbondanza,&lt;br /&gt;tutti vogliono provare un brivido&lt;br /&gt;Farebbero carte false per potere tirare i dadi&lt;br /&gt;ancora una volta&lt;br /&gt;Alcuni vinceranno, altri perderanno&lt;br /&gt;Alcuni sono nati per deprimersi&lt;br /&gt;Oh, il film non termina mai&lt;br /&gt;Va avanti e avanti e avanti e avanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="messagge"&gt;Stranieri che aspettano, camminando su e giù per il viale&lt;br /&gt;Le loro ombre scrutano la notte&lt;br /&gt;Gente della notte, che vive solo per trovare l’emozione&lt;br /&gt;Che si nasconde, da qualche parte nella notte&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="messagge"&gt; (chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non smettere di credere&lt;br /&gt;Conserva il sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Gente della notte&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://dailymotion.virgilio.it/swf/video/x9d28q?additionalInfos=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://dailymotion.virgilio.it/swf/video/x9d28q?additionalInfos=0" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="480" height="270"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-4692239931414093825?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4692239931414093825/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=4692239931414093825' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/4692239931414093825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/4692239931414093825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2010/09/journey-dont-stop-believing.html' title='Journey - Don&apos;t stop believing'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6000294939835180321</id><published>2009-12-08T17:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:22:44.927+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck Berry - You never can tell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_chuck_berry_15361.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chuck Berry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_chuck_berry_15361/testi_other_44948.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;You Never Can Tell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uuM2FTq5f1o&amp;amp;hl=it_IT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uuM2FTq5f1o&amp;amp;hl=it_IT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well&lt;br /&gt;You could see that Pierre did truly love the madamoiselle&lt;br /&gt;And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell,&lt;br /&gt;"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale&lt;br /&gt;The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale,&lt;br /&gt;But when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out well&lt;br /&gt;"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast&lt;br /&gt;Seven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz&lt;br /&gt;But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell&lt;br /&gt;"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They bought a souped-up jitney, 'twas a cherry red '53,&lt;br /&gt;They drove it down to Orleans to celebrate the anniversary&lt;br /&gt;It was there that Pierre was married to the lovely madamoiselle&lt;br /&gt;"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6000294939835180321?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6000294939835180321/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6000294939835180321' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6000294939835180321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6000294939835180321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/12/chuck-berry-you-never-can-tell.html' title='Chuck Berry - You never can tell'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6111006972306334986</id><published>2009-11-09T12:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:25:40.708+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Brusco - La Sensi Che Mi Piace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_brusco_1483.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brusco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_brusco_1483/testi_la_sensi_che_mi_piace_96932.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;La Sensi Che Mi Piace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;La Sensi Che Mi Piace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nowlubEhBz4&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nowlubEhBz4&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A me la sola sensi che mi piace è quella che si fuma,&lt;br /&gt;rosella mò sei mamma e pensa alla creatura,&lt;br /&gt;vendite la Roma e lascia la tribuna,&lt;br /&gt;c'è chi per potersi sedere lì digiuna,&lt;br /&gt;dicci se davvero qui cè una congiura,&lt;br /&gt;se una Roma forte fa troppa paura,&lt;br /&gt;l'anno scorso sei riuscita a mette in fuga&lt;br /&gt;chi dava la luna alla lupa,&lt;br /&gt;e non so se mò riprendi Nonda&lt;br /&gt;ma so che no,non prendi Drogba,&lt;br /&gt;so che Eto'o sta bene ndò sta,&lt;br /&gt;io sogno unaltra realtà,&lt;br /&gt;e per non farmi il sangue troppo amaro fumo sensimiglia,&lt;br /&gt;sperando che quest'anno Totti si ripiglia,&lt;br /&gt;la Roma non è mica un bene di famiglia,&lt;br /&gt;ti prego Pippo Marra molla la bottiglia,&lt;br /&gt;spiegateci perchè chi si avvicina scappa,&lt;br /&gt;spiegateci se adesso siamo di una banca,&lt;br /&gt;ma diteci qualcosa che la gente è stanca&lt;br /&gt;e manca un mese e poi si rivà.&lt;br /&gt;A me la sola sensi che mi piace è quella che si fuma,&lt;br /&gt;rosella mò sei mamma, pensa alla creatura,&lt;br /&gt;vendite la Roma e lascia la tribuna,&lt;br /&gt;cè chi per potersi sedere lì digiuna,&lt;br /&gt;dicci se davvero qui cè una congiura,&lt;br /&gt;se una Roma forte fa troppa paura,&lt;br /&gt;l'anno scorso sei riuscita a mette in fuga&lt;br /&gt;chi dava la luna alla lupa e,&lt;br /&gt;tutte le radio giornali e tivvù.. no,&lt;br /&gt;la frase "è fatta" non ditela più..no,&lt;br /&gt;tra Soros e Mutu non cè ne è uno,&lt;br /&gt;nè Fioranelli ma solo Profumo.&lt;br /&gt;Ormai so anni che leggo e mi illudo,&lt;br /&gt;prego Pradè, lo affido a Bruno,&lt;br /&gt;ditemi è fatta ad affare concluso,&lt;br /&gt;io dico è fatta quando la chiudo.&lt;br /&gt;La gente di fatiche pe sta squadra già ne fa parecchie,&lt;br /&gt;si mangia le unghie e fuma sigarette&lt;br /&gt;e magari prima che Francesco smette&lt;br /&gt;vorrebbe la coppa con le orecchie.&lt;br /&gt;A me la sola sensi che mi piace è quella che si fuma,&lt;br /&gt;Rosella mò sei mamma, pensa alla creatura,&lt;br /&gt;vendite la Roma e lascia la tribuna,&lt;br /&gt;c'è chi per potersi sedere lì digiuna,&lt;br /&gt;dicci se davvero qui cè una congiura,&lt;br /&gt;se una Roma forte fa troppa paura,&lt;br /&gt;l'anno scorso sei riuscita a mette in fuga&lt;br /&gt;chi dava la luna alla lupa,&lt;br /&gt;e non so se mò riprendi Nonda&lt;br /&gt;ma so che no,non prendi Drogba,&lt;br /&gt;so che Eto'ò sta bene ndò sta,&lt;br /&gt;io sogno un'altra realtà,&lt;br /&gt;e per non farmi il sangue troppo amaro fumo sensimiglia,&lt;br /&gt;sperando che quest'anno Totti si ripiglia,&lt;br /&gt;la Roma non è mica un bene di famiglia&lt;br /&gt;che si passa dal padre alla figlia,&lt;br /&gt;spiegateci perchè chi si avvicina per comprare scappa,&lt;br /&gt;spiegateci se adesso siamo di una banca,&lt;br /&gt;ma diteci qualcosa che la gente è stanca&lt;br /&gt;e manca un mese e poi si rivà.&lt;br /&gt;A me la sola sensi che mi piace è quella che si fuma,&lt;br /&gt;Rosella mò sei mamma, pensa alla creatura,&lt;br /&gt;vendite la Roma e lascia la tribuna,&lt;br /&gt;c'è chi per potersi sedere lì digiuna,&lt;br /&gt;dicci se davvero qui cè una congiura,&lt;br /&gt;se una Roma forte fa troppa paura,&lt;br /&gt;l'anno scorso sei riuscita a mette in fuga&lt;br /&gt;chi dava la luna alla lupa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6111006972306334986?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6111006972306334986/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6111006972306334986' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6111006972306334986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6111006972306334986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/brusco-la-sensi-che-mi-piace.html' title='Brusco - La Sensi Che Mi Piace'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2597742531601592426</id><published>2009-11-09T12:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:22:34.082+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Davide Van De Sfroos - La terza Onda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_davide_van_de_sfroos_4035.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Davide Van De Sfroos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_davide_van_de_sfroos_4035/testi_pica%21_76852.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pica!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;La Terza Onda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fbIBAd3daTg&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fbIBAd3daTg&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barca tuca la riva, sfrega la punta gratta la spiaggia&lt;br /&gt;tera, tera incazzada che la se lamenta per ogni mè pass,&lt;br /&gt;troppa, troppa la nocc che ho pasaa sura l'acqua fantasma&lt;br /&gt;tera, tera bastarda che spuserà el veent per bufam in dii oecc&lt;br /&gt;unda lama de spada, labbru de dama, lengua de früsta&lt;br /&gt;unda che la carezza.... unda che sgàrla e messeda i riflèss&lt;br /&gt;unda mann che me ciapa che la me rüzza fina a cà mia&lt;br /&gt;unda, unda seguunda che la me tira ancamò in mezz al laagh&lt;br /&gt;vita, vita de frosna, vita sfilzada de punta in soel fuund&lt;br /&gt;vita, vita mulagna, gira la roeda e tira la corda&lt;br /&gt;tera, tera che specia ogni rüdera che porta foe el laagh,&lt;br /&gt;tera che ogni matena cun la stessa facia la specia anca me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sun che a specià la terza unda e sun che per vedè cume la sarà&lt;br /&gt;e sun pruunt a basà la terza unda e sun pruunt a ciapà tücc i so s'ciàff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dona dona sbagliada, roesa tajada e poe trada via&lt;br /&gt;dona, dona de tera, roesa che l'era mea la mia,&lt;br /&gt;roesa che la te spuung e intaant che la spuung la te lassa el prufoemm&lt;br /&gt;dona che impara da l'unda a regurdatt che te seret un omm&lt;br /&gt;rema rema via el muund fin duè l'acqua la g'ha pioe memoria&lt;br /&gt;scappa da quela corda che gira che gira e te liiga al puntiil&lt;br /&gt;unda unda busarda prema te rüzza e dopu te sbrofa&lt;br /&gt;aria de carta de vedru che frega e che frega per fatt turnà indree&lt;br /&gt;vita che la se incastra e l'è disegnaada a lisca de pess&lt;br /&gt;vita che la sbrissiga versu quel siit in de gh'eet voeja de vèss&lt;br /&gt;unda che la te porta fina a la spunda de là&lt;br /&gt;per fatt sentì püssee forta la voeja de turnà a cà.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2597742531601592426?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2597742531601592426/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2597742531601592426' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2597742531601592426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2597742531601592426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/davide-van-de-sfroos-la-terza-onda.html' title='Davide Van De Sfroos - La terza Onda'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2847189328881598842</id><published>2009-11-09T12:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:16:53.115+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearl Jam - Just Breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_pearl_jam_261.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pearl Jam&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_pearl_jam_261/testi_back_spacer_95453.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Back Spacer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Just Breathe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kuq7RYQ8Wa0&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kuq7RYQ8Wa0&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--INIZIO TESTO--&gt;  &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.testimania.com/landingtm.html" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/testitradotti/4688.html" title="Traduzione Just Breathe" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Traduzione&lt;/b&gt; di Just Breathe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I understand that every life must end, aw huh,..&lt;br /&gt;As we sit alone, I know someday we must go, aw huh,..&lt;br /&gt;I’m a lucky man to count on both hands&lt;br /&gt;The ones I love,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some folks just have one,&lt;br /&gt;Others they got none, aw huh,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me,..&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practiced are my sins,&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna let me win, aw huh,..&lt;br /&gt;Under everything, just another human being, aw huh,..&lt;br /&gt;Yeh, I don’t wanna hurt, there’s so much in this world&lt;br /&gt;To make me bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me,..&lt;br /&gt;You’re all I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I say that I need you?&lt;br /&gt;Did I say that I want you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if I didn’t now I’m a fool you see,..&lt;br /&gt;No one knows this more than me.&lt;br /&gt;As I come clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder everyday&lt;br /&gt;as I look upon your face, aw huh,..&lt;br /&gt;Everything you gave&lt;br /&gt;And nothing you would take, aw huh,..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you would take,..&lt;br /&gt;Everything you gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I say that I need you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Did I say that I want you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if I didn’t now I’m a fool you see,..&lt;br /&gt;No one know this more than me.&lt;br /&gt;As I come clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you would take,..&lt;br /&gt;everything you gave.&lt;br /&gt;Hold me till I die,..&lt;br /&gt;Meet you on the other side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2847189328881598842?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2847189328881598842/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2847189328881598842' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2847189328881598842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2847189328881598842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/pearl-jam-just-breathe.html' title='Pearl Jam - Just Breathe'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-4453447852620266772</id><published>2009-11-09T12:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:18:22.269+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Owl City - Fireflies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_owl_city_40878.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Owl City&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_owl_city_40878/testi_ocean_eyes_95313.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ocean Eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Fireflies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMr52bCXNdU&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMr52bCXNdU&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--INIZIO TESTO--&gt;  &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.testimania.com/landingtm.html" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would not believe your eyes&lt;br /&gt;If ten million fireflies&lt;br /&gt;Lit up the world as I fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause they fill the open air&lt;br /&gt;And leave teardrops everywhere&lt;br /&gt;You'd think me rude, but I&lt;br /&gt;Would just stand and stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That planet Earth turns slowly.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd&lt;br /&gt;Rather stay awake when I'm asleep,&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything is never as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd get a thousand hugs&lt;br /&gt;From ten thousand lightening bugs&lt;br /&gt;As they tried to teach me how to dance.&lt;br /&gt;A foxtrot above my head,&lt;br /&gt;A sock-hop beneath my bed,&lt;br /&gt;The disco ball is just hanging by a thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That planet Earth turns slowly.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd&lt;br /&gt;Rather stay awake when I'm asleep,&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything is never as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;(When I fall asleep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave my door open just a crack.&lt;br /&gt;(Please take me away from here.)&lt;br /&gt;Cause I feel like such an insomniac.&lt;br /&gt;(Please take me away from here.)&lt;br /&gt;Why do I tire of counting sheep?&lt;br /&gt;(Please take me away from here.)&lt;br /&gt;When I'm far too tired to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;To ten million fireflies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm weird, cause I hate goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;I got misty eyes as they said farewell.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll know where several are&lt;br /&gt;If my dreams get real bizarre&lt;br /&gt;Cause I saved a few,&lt;br /&gt;And I keep them in a jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That planet Earth turns slowly.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd&lt;br /&gt;Rather stay awake when I'm asleep,&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything is never as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;(When I fall asleep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That planet Earth turns slowly.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd&lt;br /&gt;Rather stay awake when I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;Because my dreams are bursting at the seams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-4453447852620266772?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4453447852620266772/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=4453447852620266772' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/4453447852620266772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/4453447852620266772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/owl-city-fireflies.html' title='Owl City - Fireflies'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6509415819686486195</id><published>2009-11-09T12:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:19:21.372+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Day - 21 Guns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_green_day_1963.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Green Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_green_day_1963/testi_21st_century_breakdown_93791.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;21st Century Breakdown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;21 Guns&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gZhAXJkGV5w&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gZhAXJkGV5w&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--INIZIO TESTO--&gt;  &lt;a class="link" href="http://www.testimania.com/landingtm.html" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/testitradotti/4423.html" title="Traduzione 21 Guns" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Traduzione&lt;/b&gt; di 21 Guns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what's worth fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;When it's not worth dying for?&lt;br /&gt;Does it take your breath away?&lt;br /&gt;And you feel yourself suffocating?&lt;br /&gt;Does the pain weigh out the pride?&lt;br /&gt;And you look for a place to hide?&lt;br /&gt;Did someone break your heart inside?&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, twenty-one guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;Give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, twenty-one guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky,&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're at the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;And you lost all sense of control&lt;br /&gt;And you're thoughts have taken their toll&lt;br /&gt;When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul.&lt;br /&gt;Your faith walks on broken glass&lt;br /&gt;And the hangover doesn't pass&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's ever built to last&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, twenty-one guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;Give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, twenty-one guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky,&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you try to live on your own?&lt;br /&gt;When you burned down the house and home?&lt;br /&gt;Did you stand too close to the fire?&lt;br /&gt;Like a liar looking for forgiveness... from a stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's time to live and let die&lt;br /&gt;And you can't get another try&lt;br /&gt;Something side this heart has died&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, twenty-one guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;Give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, twenty-one guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, twenty-one guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;Give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, twenty-one guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky,&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6509415819686486195?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6509415819686486195/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6509415819686486195' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6509415819686486195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6509415819686486195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/artista-green-day-album-21st-century.html' title='Green Day - 21 Guns'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3390555644113139252</id><published>2009-10-26T16:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T16:49:18.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Abba - Super trouper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_abba_2920.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abba&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_abba_2920/testi_super_trouper_8631.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Super Trouper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Super Trouper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/saag5yKhv_s&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/saag5yKhv_s&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/testitradotti/3816.html" title="Traduzione Super Trouper" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Traduzione&lt;/b&gt; di Super Trouper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't feel blue&lt;br /&gt;Like I always do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick and tired of everything&lt;br /&gt;When I called you last night from Glasgow&lt;br /&gt;All I do is eat and sleep and sing&lt;br /&gt;Wishing every show was the last show&lt;br /&gt;(Wishing every show was the last show)&lt;br /&gt;So imagine I was glad to hear you're coming&lt;br /&gt;(Glad to hear you're coming)&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel all right&lt;br /&gt;(And suddenly it's gonna be)&lt;br /&gt;And it's gonna be so different&lt;br /&gt;When I'm on the stage tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the&lt;br /&gt;Super Trouper lights are gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;Shining like the sun&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, having fun&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a number one&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the&lt;br /&gt;Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't feel blue&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Like I always do&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing twenty thousand of your friends&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone be so lonely&lt;br /&gt;Part of a success that never ends&lt;br /&gt;Still I'm thinking about you only&lt;br /&gt;(Still I'm thinking about you only)&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I think I'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;(Think I'm going crazy)&lt;br /&gt;But it's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;(You'll soon be changing everything)&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be so different&lt;br /&gt;When I'm on the stage tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the&lt;br /&gt;Super Trouper lights are gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;Shining like the sun&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, having fun&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a number one&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the&lt;br /&gt;Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't feel blue&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Like I always do&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be there when you arrive&lt;br /&gt;The sight of you will prove to me I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;And when you take me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;And hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;I know it's gonna mean so much tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the&lt;br /&gt;Super Trouper lights are gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;Shining like the sun&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, having fun&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a number one&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the&lt;br /&gt;Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't feel blue&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Like I always do&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3390555644113139252?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3390555644113139252/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=3390555644113139252' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3390555644113139252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3390555644113139252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/10/abba-super-trouper.html' title='Abba - Super trouper'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2392149542821120080</id><published>2009-10-22T11:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:56:22.467+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampire Weekend - M79</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_vampire_weekend_16578.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vampire Weekend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_vampire_weekend_16578/testi_vampire_weekend_76250.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vampire Weekend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;M79&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3YPKaM6jw8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3YPKaM6jw8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to take a little time&lt;br /&gt;While you're waiting like a factory line&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly across the park&lt;br /&gt;Backseat on the 79&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted days you've come to pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go I know you would not stay&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't true, but anyway&lt;br /&gt;Pollination yellow cab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk up the stairs&lt;br /&gt;See the French kids by the door&lt;br /&gt;Up one more flight&lt;br /&gt;See the buddha on the second floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coronation rickshaw grab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go, I know you would not stay&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't true, but anyway&lt;br /&gt;Racist dreams you should not have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No excuse to be so callous&lt;br /&gt;Dress yourself in bleeding madras&lt;br /&gt;Charm your way across the Khyber Pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay awake to break the habit&lt;br /&gt;Sing in praise of Jackson Crowter&lt;br /&gt;Watch your step along the arch of glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2392149542821120080?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2392149542821120080/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2392149542821120080' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2392149542821120080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2392149542821120080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/10/vampire-weekend-m79.html' title='Vampire Weekend - M79'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-461750754646975745</id><published>2009-10-14T18:03:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:06:47.260+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tosca feat. Fiorello - Il mio inizio sei tu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_tosca_12020.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tosca feat Fiorello&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/artista/testi_tosca_12020/testi_other_37455.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anastasia (colonna sonora)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Il Mio Inizio Sei Tu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfQd5urhZq4&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfQd5urhZq4&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venivamo da esperienze sbagliate,&lt;br /&gt;ben lontani dal vederci mai più&lt;br /&gt;ma siamo qua fabbricanti di sogni,&lt;br /&gt;il mio inizio sei tu…&lt;br /&gt;Sconosciuti tu non eri nei piani,&lt;br /&gt;stiam vivendo nuove complicità&lt;br /&gt;ma era un po' che il cuore voleva&lt;br /&gt;Funzionerà…&lt;br /&gt;Con te che io voglio riempire i miei giorni&lt;br /&gt;Te che io voglio far veri i miei sogni&lt;br /&gt;Questo viaggio ha porti sicuri&lt;br /&gt;Chiari contorni…&lt;br /&gt;Ci sarò per la fine del mondo&lt;br /&gt;Ci sarò per amarti di più&lt;br /&gt;E così se chiami rispondo&lt;br /&gt;Il mio vero inizio sei tu…&lt;br /&gt;La nostra vita passata&lt;br /&gt;Cercando felicità&lt;br /&gt;Con te un futuro ce l'ho&lt;br /&gt;Lo aspettavo da un po'&lt;br /&gt;Niente ora ci cambierà…&lt;br /&gt;Con te che io voglio riempire i miei giorni&lt;br /&gt;Te che io voglio far veri i miei sogni&lt;br /&gt;Questo viaggio ha porti sicuri&lt;br /&gt;Chiari contorni…&lt;br /&gt;Ci sarò per la fine del mondo&lt;br /&gt;Ci sarò per amarti di più&lt;br /&gt;E così se chiami rispondo&lt;br /&gt;Il mio vero inizio sei tu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-461750754646975745?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/461750754646975745/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=461750754646975745' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/461750754646975745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/461750754646975745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/10/tosca-feat-fiorello-il-mio-inizio-sei.html' title='Tosca feat. Fiorello - Il mio inizio sei tu'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-7539166833547876419</id><published>2009-08-19T15:58:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:02:58.959+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Notre Dame de Paris - Bella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soundtrack: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/soundtrackselenco/120.html" class="link"&gt;Notre Dame De Paris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Bella&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bV9DOSEmaS4&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bV9DOSEmaS4&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quasimodo&lt;br /&gt;Bella&lt;br /&gt;La parola Bella è nata insieme a lei&lt;br /&gt;Col suo corpo e con i piedi nudi, lei&lt;br /&gt;E' un volo che afferrerei e stringerei&lt;br /&gt;Ma sale su l'inferno a stringere me&lt;br /&gt;Ho visto sotto la sua gonna da gitana&lt;br /&gt;Con quale cuore prego ancora Notre Dame&lt;br /&gt;C'è&lt;br /&gt;Qualcuno che le scaglierà la prima pietra?&lt;br /&gt;Sia cancellato dalla faccia della terra!&lt;br /&gt;Volesse il diavolo, la vita passerei&lt;br /&gt;Con le mie dita tra i capelli di Esmeralda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frollo&lt;br /&gt;Bella&lt;br /&gt;E' il demonio che si è incarnato in lei&lt;br /&gt;Per strapparmi gli occhi via da Dio, lei&lt;br /&gt;Che ha messo la passione e il desiderio in me&lt;br /&gt;La carne sa che paradiso è lei&lt;br /&gt;C'è in me il dolore di un amore che fa male&lt;br /&gt;E non m'importa se divento un criminale&lt;br /&gt;Lei&lt;br /&gt;Che passa come la bellezza più profana&lt;br /&gt;Lei porta il peso di un'atroce croce umana&lt;br /&gt;O Notre Dame, per una volta io vorrei&lt;br /&gt;Per la sua porta come in chiesa entrare in lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Febo&lt;br /&gt;Bella&lt;br /&gt;Lei mi porta via con gli occhi e la magia&lt;br /&gt;E non so se sia vergine o non lo sia&lt;br /&gt;C'è sotto Venere e la gonna sua lo sa&lt;br /&gt;Mi fa scoprire il monte e non l'al di là&lt;br /&gt;Amore, adesso non vietarmi di tradire&lt;br /&gt;Di fare il passo a pochi passi dall'altare&lt;br /&gt;Chi&lt;br /&gt;È l'uomo vivo che potrebbe rinunciare&lt;br /&gt;Sotto il castigo, poi, di tramutarsi in sale?&lt;br /&gt;O Fiordaliso, vedi, non c'è fede in me&lt;br /&gt;Vedrò sul corpo di Esmeralda se ce n'è&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quasimodo, Frollo, Febo&lt;br /&gt;Ho visto sotto la sua gonna da gitana&lt;br /&gt;Con quale cuore prego ancora Notre Dame&lt;br /&gt;C'è&lt;br /&gt;Qualcuno che le scaglierà la prima pietra?&lt;br /&gt;Sia cancellato dalla faccia della terra!&lt;br /&gt;Volesse il diavolo, la vita passerei&lt;br /&gt;Con le mie dita tra i capelli d'Esmeralda&lt;br /&gt;Di Esmeralda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-7539166833547876419?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7539166833547876419/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=7539166833547876419' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7539166833547876419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7539166833547876419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/08/notre-dame-de-paris-bella.html' title='Notre Dame de Paris - Bella'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-541886666775705689</id><published>2009-08-19T15:45:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T15:58:52.185+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Notre Dame de Paris - Il tempo delle cattedrali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Beccatevi pure la parodia...fantastica!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soundtrack: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/soundtrackselenco/120.html" class="link"&gt;Notre Dame De Paris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Il Tempo Delle Cattedrali&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6u3bXjruqI&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6u3bXjruqI&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' una storia che ha per luogo&lt;br /&gt;Parigi nell'anno del Signore&lt;br /&gt;Millequattrocentottantadue&lt;br /&gt;Storia d'amore e di passione&lt;br /&gt;E noi gli artisti senza nome&lt;br /&gt;Della scultura e della rima&lt;br /&gt;La faremo rivivere&lt;br /&gt;Da oggi all'avvenire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E questo è il tempo delle cattedrali&lt;br /&gt;La pietra si fa&lt;br /&gt;Statua, musica e poesia&lt;br /&gt;E tutto sale su verso le stelle&lt;br /&gt;Su mura e vetrate&lt;br /&gt;La scrittura è architettura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con tante pietre e tanti giorni&lt;br /&gt;Con le passioni secolari&lt;br /&gt;L'uomo ha elevato le sue torri&lt;br /&gt;Con le sue mani popolari&lt;br /&gt;Con la musica e le parole&lt;br /&gt;Ha cantato cos'è l'amore&lt;br /&gt;E come vola un ideale&lt;br /&gt;Nei cieli del domani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E questo è il tempo delle cattedrali&lt;br /&gt;La pietra si fa&lt;br /&gt;Statua, musica e poesia&lt;br /&gt;E tutto sale su verso le stelle&lt;br /&gt;Su mura e vetrate&lt;br /&gt;La scrittura è architettura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In questo tempo delle cattedrali&lt;br /&gt;La pietra si fa&lt;br /&gt;Statua, musica e poesia&lt;br /&gt;E tutto sale su verso le stelle&lt;br /&gt;Su mura e vetrate&lt;br /&gt;La scrittura è architettura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qui crolla il tempo delle cattedrali&lt;br /&gt;La pietra sarà&lt;br /&gt;Dura come la realtà&lt;br /&gt;In mano a questi vandali e pagani&lt;br /&gt;Che già sono qua&lt;br /&gt;Questo è il giorno che verrà&lt;br /&gt;Oggi è il giorno che verrà&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWog_GwBKAo&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWog_GwBKAo&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hube&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-541886666775705689?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/541886666775705689/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=541886666775705689' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/541886666775705689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/541886666775705689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/08/notre-dame-de-paris-il-tempo-delle.html' title='Notre Dame de Paris - Il tempo delle cattedrali'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3383077664957776385</id><published>2009-08-19T15:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T15:45:47.546+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Afterhours - Il paese è reale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_afterhours_11.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Afterhours&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_afterhours_11/testi_il_paese_e_reale_92922.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Il Paese E' Reale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Il Paese E' Reale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TYCWKtXUMsg&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TYCWKtXUMsg&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dici sempre le preghiere&lt;br /&gt;Conti fino a dieci e&lt;br /&gt;Preghi ancora che&lt;br /&gt;Non tocchi a te&lt;br /&gt;Decidere&lt;br /&gt;Piangi fermo in tangenziale&lt;br /&gt;Inseguivi una cazzata&lt;br /&gt;Era splendida e dorata&lt;br /&gt;Fresca e avvelenata&lt;br /&gt;Ma il paese da affondare&lt;br /&gt;Tutto intorno a t e ballare&lt;br /&gt;Bestemmiando disprezzare&lt;br /&gt;E riderci un po' su&lt;br /&gt;E tu vuoi fare qualcosa che serva&lt;br /&gt;E farlo prima che il tuo amore si perda&lt;br /&gt;Non ti accorgi che se lo vuoi tu&lt;br /&gt;Quel che valeva poi non vale più&lt;br /&gt;Se ti han detto resta a casa&lt;br /&gt;Vola basso non scocciare&lt;br /&gt;Se disprezzi puoi comprare&lt;br /&gt;Se vale tutto niente vale&lt;br /&gt;Se non sai più se sei un uomo&lt;br /&gt;Se hai paura di sbagliare&lt;br /&gt;Se hai solo voglia di pensare&lt;br /&gt;Che fra poco è primavera&lt;br /&gt;Adesso fa qualcosa che serva&lt;br /&gt;Che è anche per te se il tuo paese è una merda&lt;br /&gt;C'è una strada in mezzo al niente&lt;br /&gt;Piena e vuota della gente&lt;br /&gt;E non porta fino a casa&lt;br /&gt;Se non ci vai tu&lt;br /&gt;Io voglio far qualcosa che serva&lt;br /&gt;Dir la verità è un atto d'amore&lt;br /&gt;Fatto per la nostra rabbia che muore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3383077664957776385?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3383077664957776385/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=3383077664957776385' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3383077664957776385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3383077664957776385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/08/afterhours-il-paese-e-reale.html' title='Afterhours - Il paese è reale'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2193563709935107017</id><published>2009-07-21T22:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:53:06.890+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Giuliano Palma &amp; the Bluebeaters - Pensiero d'amore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_giuliano_palma_e_the_bluebeaters_4999.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giuliano Palma &amp;amp; The Bluebeaters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_giuliano_palma_e_the_bluebeaters_4999/testi_boogaloo_69561.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boogaloo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Pensiero D'amore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ph3O_QVF7mU&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ph3O_QVF7mU&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stasera voglio farti un regalo&lt;br /&gt;che ti faccia ricordare&lt;br /&gt;chi scordarti non sa.&lt;br /&gt;Ho sentito questo disco suonare&lt;br /&gt;l'ho comprato per te,&lt;br /&gt;perché pensi un poco a me.&lt;br /&gt;Questo disco è il mio pensiero d'amore&lt;br /&gt;per te, per te.&lt;br /&gt;Ogni volta che lo senti suonare&lt;br /&gt;pensa a me, a me.&lt;br /&gt;Accetta questo regalo&lt;br /&gt;se il mio amore non vuoi questo almeno vorrai.&lt;br /&gt;Un regalo non si butta mai via,&lt;br /&gt;quando sola resterai&lt;br /&gt;potrà farti compagnia.&lt;br /&gt;Questo disco è il mio pensiero d'amore&lt;br /&gt;per te, per te.&lt;br /&gt;Anche se non potrà farti tornare&lt;br /&gt;con me, con me.&lt;br /&gt;Come passi adesso le tue serate&lt;br /&gt;cosa fai, con chi sei&lt;br /&gt;sei felice con lui?&lt;br /&gt;Ma se un dubbio ti riporta al passato&lt;br /&gt;dove sono lo sai,&lt;br /&gt;puoi chiamarmi se vuoi.&lt;br /&gt;Questo disco è il mio pensiero d'amore&lt;br /&gt;per te, per te.&lt;br /&gt;Ogni volta che lo senti suonare&lt;br /&gt;pensa a me, a me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2193563709935107017?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2193563709935107017/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2193563709935107017' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2193563709935107017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2193563709935107017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/07/giuliano-palma-bluebeaters-pensiero.html' title='Giuliano Palma &amp; the Bluebeaters - Pensiero d&apos;amore'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3537317978873610789</id><published>2009-06-25T00:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:11:06.414+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Glen Hansard - Falling slowly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anche il film è molto carino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soundtrack: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/soundtrackselenco/1167.html" class="link"&gt;Once&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Falling Slowly (Glen Hansard/marketa Irglova)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoSL_qayMCc&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoSL_qayMCc&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know you&lt;br /&gt;But I want you&lt;br /&gt;All the more for that&lt;br /&gt;Words fall through me&lt;br /&gt;And always fool me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't react&lt;br /&gt;And games that never amount&lt;br /&gt;To more than they're meant&lt;br /&gt;Will play themselves out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this sinking boat and point it home&lt;br /&gt;We've still got time&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;You've made it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling slowly, eyes that know me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't go back&lt;br /&gt;Moods that take me and erase me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm painted black&lt;br /&gt;You have suffered enough&lt;br /&gt;And warred with yourself&lt;br /&gt;It's time that you won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this sinking boat and point it home&lt;br /&gt;We've still got time&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice&lt;br /&gt;You've made it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this sinking boat and point it home&lt;br /&gt;We've still got time&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice&lt;br /&gt;You've made it now&lt;br /&gt;Falling slowly sing your melody&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3537317978873610789?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3537317978873610789/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=3537317978873610789' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3537317978873610789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3537317978873610789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/06/glen-hansard-falling-slowly.html' title='Glen Hansard - Falling slowly'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-4524271523805831229</id><published>2009-06-15T15:37:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:46:42.116+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Archinuè - La marcia dei santi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_sanremo_2003_684.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Archinuè&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_sanremo_2003_684/testi_other_13539.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sanremo 2002&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;La marcia dei santi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4oN0NirZhRM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4oN0NirZhRM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quante cose ho visto&lt;br /&gt;Quante cose ho salutato&lt;br /&gt;Quante ne ho ritrovate qua&lt;br /&gt;Son partito da lontano con un viaggio nella mano&lt;br /&gt;Solo andata per chissà quale città&lt;br /&gt;Solo andata con chissà quale meta&lt;br /&gt;Con un bacio in cartolina&lt;br /&gt;Ho lasciato lì in vetrina&lt;br /&gt;Esposta ai sole la mia giovine età&lt;br /&gt;Dai rancori ai malcontenti senza lacci in mezzo ai denti&lt;br /&gt;Questa mia vita si racconta così&lt;br /&gt;Questa mia vita mi saluta così&lt;br /&gt;Io con un cappello in mano&lt;br /&gt;Non sono forse un uomo&lt;br /&gt;Si dice così&lt;br /&gt;Saluto tutti e chiedo perdono&lt;br /&gt;La vita è però un dono&lt;br /&gt;E io la vivo così&lt;br /&gt;Santi santi santi in paradiso&lt;br /&gt;Datemi un sorriso me lo metterò sul viso&lt;br /&gt;Lo mostrerò alla gente che non è come me&lt;br /&gt;Mi guarderanno come fossi un re&lt;br /&gt;Santi santi santi in paradiso&lt;br /&gt;Datemi un sorriso...&lt;br /&gt;Dagli amori che ho lasciato&lt;br /&gt;Per gli amori ritrovati&lt;br /&gt;Mi son detto forse è meglio così&lt;br /&gt;Mi han preso per un pazzo&lt;br /&gt;Con la mente da ragazzo&lt;br /&gt;Che vide il mondo nella sua integrità&lt;br /&gt;Che vende tutto senza saper quel che ha&lt;br /&gt;Parlando con me stesso&lt;br /&gt;Ho raggiunto un compromesso&lt;br /&gt;Capisco è forse una pazzia&lt;br /&gt;Ma ho deciso a malincuore di non essere il migliore&lt;br /&gt;Perché il migliore lo possiate fare voi&lt;br /&gt;Libero arbitrio a chi è peggio di noi&lt;br /&gt;Noi con un cappello in mano&lt;br /&gt;Salutiamo e ci inchiniamo umilmente così&lt;br /&gt;E a voi sua eccellenza non dispiaccia&lt;br /&gt;Se cancello la mia faccia&lt;br /&gt;Da questa cruda umanità&lt;br /&gt;Santi santi santi in paradiso&lt;br /&gt;Datemi un sorriso me lo metterò sul viso&lt;br /&gt;Lo mostrerò alla gente che non è come me&lt;br /&gt;Mi guarderanno come fossi un re&lt;br /&gt;Santi santi santi in paradiso&lt;br /&gt;A cattivo giuoco io farò buon viso&lt;br /&gt;E se i numeri giocati non usciranno mai&lt;br /&gt;Della mia vita voi vedrete solo i guai&lt;br /&gt;E se un giorno tornerò&lt;br /&gt;Senza lacci nelle scarpe&lt;br /&gt;La colpa allora sarà stata solo mia&lt;br /&gt;Che ho scambiato la mia terra&lt;br /&gt;E la mia pura fantasia&lt;br /&gt;Per una donna di nome bugia&lt;br /&gt;Per un albergo che non è casa mia&lt;br /&gt;Santi santi santi in paradiso&lt;br /&gt;Datemi un sorriso me lo metterò sul viso&lt;br /&gt;Lo mostrerò alla gente che non è come me&lt;br /&gt;Mi guarderanno come fossi un re&lt;br /&gt;Santi santi santi in paradiso&lt;br /&gt;Datemi un sorriso me lo sbatterò sul viso&lt;br /&gt;Lo mostrerò alla gente che non è come me&lt;br /&gt;Mi guarderanno come fossi un re&lt;br /&gt;Un re senza lamenti e senza l'ombra di rimpianto&lt;br /&gt;Un re che come servi ha solo i suoi capelli bianchi&lt;br /&gt;Lasciatemi condurre con un po' di fantasia&lt;br /&gt;Quel che resta di questa vita mia&lt;br /&gt;Quel che resta di questa mia pazzia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-4524271523805831229?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-8185797402903585043</id><published>2009-05-28T21:27:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:32:35.453+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vittorio Cosma - Con te partirò</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eheh...a me piace un fracco sta cover...e anke la Fiammetta nn scherza x nulla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_andrea_bocelli_2925.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vittorio Cosma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Con Te Partirò&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gaG2ZlAZaJs&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gaG2ZlAZaJs&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando sono solo&lt;br /&gt;sogno all’orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;e mancan le parole,&lt;br /&gt;Si lo so che non c’è luce&lt;br /&gt;in una stanza quando manca il sole,&lt;br /&gt;se non ci sei tu con me, con me.&lt;br /&gt;Su le finestre&lt;br /&gt;mostra a tutti il mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;che hai acceso,&lt;br /&gt;chiudi dentro me&lt;br /&gt;la luce che&lt;br /&gt;hai incontrato per strada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con te partirò.&lt;br /&gt;Paesi che non ho mai&lt;br /&gt;veduto e vissuto con te,&lt;br /&gt;adesso si li vivrò,&lt;br /&gt;Con te partirò&lt;br /&gt;su navi per mari&lt;br /&gt;che, io lo so,&lt;br /&gt;no, no, non esistono più,&lt;br /&gt;con te io li vivrò.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando sei lontana&lt;br /&gt;sogno all’orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;e mancan le parole,&lt;br /&gt;e io sì lo so&lt;br /&gt;che sei con me,&lt;br /&gt;tu mia luna tu sei qui con me,&lt;br /&gt;mio sole tu sei qui con me,&lt;br /&gt;con me, con me, con me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con te partirò.&lt;br /&gt;Paesi che non ho mai&lt;br /&gt;veduto e vissuto con te,&lt;br /&gt;adesso si li vivrò.&lt;br /&gt;Con te partirò&lt;br /&gt;su navi per mari&lt;br /&gt;che, io lo so,&lt;br /&gt;no, no, non esistono più,&lt;br /&gt;con te io li rivivrò.&lt;br /&gt;Con te partirò&lt;br /&gt;su navi per mari&lt;br /&gt;che, io lo so,&lt;br /&gt;no, no, non esistono più,&lt;br /&gt;con te io li rivivrò.&lt;br /&gt;Con te partirò.&lt;br /&gt;Io con te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E in tema di cover di "con te partirò", beccatevi sto provino di X factor...mi fanno impazzire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EQ85AoqXiUY&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EQ85AoqXiUY&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-8185797402903585043?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-7991983882632247314</id><published>2009-05-18T12:40:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:43:24.826+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Domani 21-04-09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Domani 21-04-09 - SALVIAMO L'ARTE IN ABRUZZO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Conto Corrente n° 95882221 intestato al Ministero dei Beni Culturali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;IBAN:IT-85-X-07601-03200-000095882221 , BIC / SWIFT: BPPIITRRXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Causale "Domani 21-04-09".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p_WyCOGZjbM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p_WyCOGZjbM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tra le nuvole e i sassi passano i sogni di tutti (Ligabue)&lt;br /&gt;passa il sole ogni giorno senza mai tardare. (Tiziano Ferro)&lt;br /&gt;Dove sarò domani? (Enrico Ruggeri)&lt;br /&gt;Dove sarò? (Gianni Morandi)&lt;br /&gt;Tra le nuvole e il mare c'è una stazione di posta (Franco Battiato)&lt;br /&gt;uno straccio di stella messa lì a consolare (Massimo Ranieri)&lt;br /&gt;sul sentiero infinito (Max Pezzali)&lt;br /&gt;del maestrale (Eugenio Finardi)&lt;br /&gt;Day by day (Zucchero)&lt;br /&gt;Day by day (Cesare Cremonini)&lt;br /&gt;hold me shine on me. (Zucchero)&lt;br /&gt;shine on me (Cesare Cremonini)&lt;br /&gt;Day by day save me shine on me (Zucchero, Carmen Consoli, Mauro Pagani, Cesare Cremonini, Eugenio Finardi)&lt;br /&gt;Ma domani, domani, domani, lo so (Francesco Renga)&lt;br /&gt;Lo so che si passa il confine, (Roberto Vecchioni)&lt;br /&gt;E di nuovo la vita (Mauro Pagani)&lt;br /&gt;sembra fatta per te (Giuliano Palma)&lt;br /&gt;e comincia (Elio)&lt;br /&gt;domani (Elio e Le Storie Tese, Vittorio Cosma )&lt;br /&gt;domani è già qui (Jovanotti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rap 1 Estraggo un foglio nella risma nascosto scrivo e non riesco forse perché il sisma mha scosso (Caparezza)&lt;br /&gt;rap 2 Ogni vita che salvi, ogni pietra che poggi, fa pensare a domani ma puoi farlo solo oggi (Frankie Hi Energy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e la vita la vita si fa grande così (Gianluca Grignani)&lt;br /&gt;e comincia domani (Giuliano Sangiorgi)&lt;br /&gt;Tra le nuvole e il mare si può fare e rifare (Claudio Baglioni)&lt;br /&gt;con un pò di fortuna (Ron)&lt;br /&gt;si può dimenticare. (Luca Carboni)&lt;br /&gt;Dove sarò (Baustelle)&lt;br /&gt;domani? Dove sarò? (Samuele Bersani e Baustelle)&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh (coro: Carmen Consoli, Antonella Ruggiero, Alioscia, Pacifico, Mango, Massimo Ranieri, Bluvertigo, Nek, Giuliano Palma, Antonello Venditti, Roberto Vecchioni, Albano)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rap 3 Dove sarò domani che ne sarà dei miei sogni infranti, dei miei piani&lt;br /&gt;Dove sarò domani, tendimi le mani, tendimi le mani (Marracash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tra le nuvole e il mare si può andare e andare (Laura Pausini)&lt;br /&gt;sulla scia delle navi di là del temporale (Carmen Consoli)&lt;br /&gt;e qualche volta si vede (Nek)&lt;br /&gt;domani (Antonello Venditti)&lt;br /&gt;una luce di prua (Nek)&lt;br /&gt;e qualcuno grida: Domani (Antonello Venditti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rap 4 Come laquila che vola&lt;br /&gt;libera tra il cielo e i sassi siamo sempre diversi e siamo sempre gli stessi,&lt;br /&gt;hai fatto il massimo e il massimo non è bastato e non sapevi piangere e adesso&lt;br /&gt;che hai imparato non bastano le lacrime ad impastare il calcestruzzo&lt;br /&gt;eccoci qua cittadini dAbruzzo&lt;br /&gt;e aumentano dintensità le lampadine una frazione di&lt;br /&gt;secondo prima della finee la tua mamma,&lt;br /&gt;la tua patria da ricostruire,&lt;br /&gt;comu le scole, le case e specialmente lu core&lt;br /&gt;e puru nu postu cu facimu lamore&lt;br /&gt;(Jovanotti, J Ax, Fabri Fibra e in chiusura Sud Sound System)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non siamo così soli (Giuliano Sangiorgi)&lt;br /&gt;a fare castelli in aria (J Ax e Fabri Fibra)&lt;br /&gt;non siamo così soli (Giuliano Sangiorgi)&lt;br /&gt;sulla stessa barca (J Ax , Fabri Fibra)&lt;br /&gt;non siamo così soli (Giorgia)&lt;br /&gt;a fare castelli in aria (J Ax e Fabri Fibra)&lt;br /&gt;non siamo così soli (Giorgia)&lt;br /&gt;a stare bene in Italia (J Ax e Fabri Fibra)&lt;br /&gt;sulla stessa barca (J Ax)&lt;br /&gt;a immaginare un nuovo giorno in Italia (Giorgia, Giusy Ferreri, Dolcenera, Mario Venuti, Jovanotti, J Ax, Fabri Fibra)&lt;br /&gt;Tra le nuvole e il mare si può andare, andare&lt;br /&gt;Sulla scia delle navi di là dal temporale (Piero Pelù)&lt;br /&gt;Qualche volta si vede una luce di prua e qualcuno grida, domani (Morgan)&lt;br /&gt;Non siamo così soli (Giorgia, Mario Venuti, Giusy Ferreri, Dolcenera, Giuliano Sangiorgi)&lt;br /&gt;(tromba solo di Roy Paci)&lt;br /&gt;Domani è già qui&lt;br /&gt;Domani è già qui (Jovanotti, Marracash, FabriFibra, J Ax)&lt;br /&gt;(Assolo violino Mauro Pagani)&lt;br /&gt;Ma domani domani, domani lo so, lo so, che si passa il confine (Gianna Nannini)&lt;br /&gt;E di nuovo la vita sembra fatta per te e comincia (Elisa)&lt;br /&gt;domani (Sud Sound System)&lt;br /&gt;Tra le nuvole e il mare, si può fare e rifare&lt;br /&gt;Con un pò di fortuna si può dimenticare (Manuel Agnelli Afterhours)&lt;br /&gt;E di nuovo la vita, sembra fatta per te (Mango)&lt;br /&gt;E comincia (Niccolò Fabi)&lt;br /&gt;(coro finale)&lt;br /&gt;domani&lt;br /&gt;E domani domani, domani lo so&lt;br /&gt;Lo so che si passa il confine&lt;br /&gt;E di nuovo la vita sembra fatta per te&lt;br /&gt;E comincia domani&lt;br /&gt;(Manuel Agnelli, Dolcenera, Zucchero, Niccolò Fabi, Pacifico, Giusy Ferreri, Alioscia, Pacifico, Max Pezzali, Caparezza, Niccolò Agliardi, Luca Carboni, Roy Paci, Tricarico, Ron, Giuliano Sangiorgi, negramaro, Negrita, Giorgia, Francesco Renga, Malika Ayane, Laura Pausini, Morgan, Jovanotti, Massimo Ranieri, Nek, Enrico Ruggeri, Piero Pelù, Antonello Venditti, Roberto Vecchioni, Carmen Consoli, Mango, Cesare Cremonini, Saturnino)&lt;br /&gt;Domani è già qui, domani è già qui (Jovanotti)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-7991983882632247314?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7991983882632247314/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=7991983882632247314' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7991983882632247314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7991983882632247314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/05/domani-21-04-09.html' title='Domani 21-04-09'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3611738549330080278</id><published>2009-05-08T09:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:36:32.958+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramones - I wanna be sedated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_ramones_2524.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ramones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_ramones_2524/testi_greatest_hits_live_7093.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Greatest Hits Live&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;I Wanna Be Sedated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wMD7Ezp3gWc&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wMD7Ezp3gWc&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do Nowhere to go I wanna be sedated&lt;br /&gt;Just get me to the airport And put me in a plane&lt;br /&gt;Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane I can't control my fingers&lt;br /&gt;I can't control my brain Oh no oh ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just put me in a wheelchair And get me to the show&lt;br /&gt;Hurry hurry hurry before I go loco I can't control my fingers&lt;br /&gt;I can't control my toes Oh no oh ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t9UvPOOHHVs&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t9UvPOOHHVs&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hube&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3611738549330080278?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3611738549330080278/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3574353760423247242</id><published>2009-05-08T09:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:38:08.157+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Depeche Mode - Just can't get enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_depeche_mode_1499.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Depeche Mode&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_depeche_mode_1499/testi_the_best_of_-_vol_1_33414.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Best Of - Vol. 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Just Can't Get Enough&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1c2y6tNWmY&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1c2y6tNWmY&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you baby, I go out of my head&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things you do to me and everything you said&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slip and slide as we fall in love&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't seem to get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk together, we're walking down the street&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I think of you I know we have to meet&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting hotter, it's a burning love&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't seem to get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it rains, you're shining down for me&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a rainbow, you know you set me free&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're like an angel and you give me your love&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't seem to get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1fLsuxMmqkg&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1fLsuxMmqkg&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3574353760423247242?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3574353760423247242/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=3574353760423247242' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3574353760423247242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3574353760423247242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/05/depeche-mode-just-cant-get-enough.html' title='Depeche Mode - Just can&apos;t get enough'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-7005767184630417993</id><published>2009-04-21T12:59:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:07:44.034+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bastard sons of Dioniso - L'amor carnale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_bastard_sons_of_dioniso_51883.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bastard Sons Of Dioniso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_bastard_sons_of_dioniso_51883/testi_other_92120.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;L’amor Carnale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1t9rfUisxJ8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1t9rfUisxJ8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="testo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il tuo viso lo so già&lt;br /&gt;l'ho visto dentro la mia testa&lt;br /&gt;il vestito non lo so&lt;br /&gt;per me puoi anche farne senza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spesso lo sguardo ha fame&lt;br /&gt;può saziare l'appetito&lt;br /&gt;ma l'amor carnale&lt;br /&gt;non consuma tutti i sì&lt;br /&gt;la tua bellezza sale fino in fondo all'anima&lt;br /&gt;solo ad immaginare&lt;br /&gt;la tua mano cosa fa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora vedi sono qui&lt;br /&gt;buggerato dalla mia mancanza&lt;br /&gt;forse è meglio così&lt;br /&gt;esser preda della tua incoerenza&lt;br /&gt;spesso lo sguardo ha fame può saziare l'appetito&lt;br /&gt;ma l'amor carnale non consuma tutti i sì&lt;br /&gt;la tua bellezza sale fino in fondo all'anima&lt;br /&gt;solo ad immaginare&lt;br /&gt;la tua mano cosa fa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spesso lo sguardo ha fame può saziare l'appetito&lt;br /&gt;ma l'amor carnale non consuma tutti i sì&lt;br /&gt;solo per distrazione&lt;br /&gt;ho accettato questo invito&lt;br /&gt;bella conclusione star qui con il tuo amico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-7005767184630417993?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7005767184630417993/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=7005767184630417993' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7005767184630417993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7005767184630417993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/04/bastard-sons-of-dioniso-lamor-carnale.html' title='Bastard sons of Dioniso - L&apos;amor carnale'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6285765977959569786</id><published>2009-04-17T12:05:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:11:40.064+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloria Estefan - Conga</title><content type='html'>YEAH! Con anche il balletto incorporato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_gloria_estefan_2046.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gloria Estefan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_gloria_estefan_2046/testi_greatest_hits_ii_5290.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Greatest Hits II&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Y-Tu-Conga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V0BMvygUmAE&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V0BMvygUmAE&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on , shake your body baby, do the conga&lt;br /&gt;I know you can't control yourself any longer&lt;br /&gt;Come on , shake your body baby, do the conga&lt;br /&gt;I know you can't control yourself any longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on , shake your body baby, do the conga&lt;br /&gt;I know you can't control yourself any longer&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger&lt;br /&gt;Don't you fight it 'til you tried it, do that conga beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everbody gather 'round now&lt;br /&gt;Let your body feel the heat&lt;br /&gt;Don't you worry if you can't dance;&lt;br /&gt;Let the music move your feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the rhythm of the island, and like the sugar cane so sweet&lt;br /&gt;If you want to do the conga, you've got to listen to the beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on , shake your body baby, do the conga&lt;br /&gt;I know you can't control yourself any longer&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger&lt;br /&gt;Don't you fight it 'til you tried it, do that conga beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fire of desire, as you dance the night away&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tonight were gonna party, 'til we see the break of day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get yourself together, and hold on to what you've got&lt;br /&gt;Once the music hits your system, there's no way your gonna stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on , shake your body baby, do the conga&lt;br /&gt;I know you can't control yourself any longer&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger&lt;br /&gt;Don't you fight it 'til you tried it, do that conga beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on , shake your body baby, do the conga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3CKDR6ct8_A&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3CKDR6ct8_A&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6285765977959569786?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6285765977959569786/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6285765977959569786' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6285765977959569786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6285765977959569786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/04/gloria-estefan-conga.html' title='Gloria Estefan - Conga'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2383687172471515056</id><published>2009-04-17T11:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:05:26.007+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Celine Dion - A new day has come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_celine_dion_67.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Celine Dion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_celine_dion_67/testi_a_new_day_has_come_317.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A New Day Has Come&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;A New Day Has Come&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/slDWt4u_Pmw&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/slDWt4u_Pmw&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/testitradotti/53.html" title="Traduzione A New Day Has Come" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Traduzione&lt;/b&gt; di A New Day Has Come&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new day has come&lt;br /&gt;A new day has... come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for so long&lt;br /&gt;For a miracle to come&lt;br /&gt;Everyone told me to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Hold on and don't shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkness and good times&lt;br /&gt;I knew I'd make it through&lt;br /&gt;And the world thought I had it all&lt;br /&gt;But I was waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a light in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's almost blinding me&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;I've been touched by an angel with love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain come down and wash away my tears&lt;br /&gt;Let it fill my soul and drown my fears&lt;br /&gt;Let it shatter the walls for a new, new sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new day has... come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where it was dark now there's light&lt;br /&gt;Where there was pain now there's joy&lt;br /&gt;Where there was weakness, I found my strength&lt;br /&gt;All in the eyes of a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a light in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's almost blinding me&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;I've been touched by an angel with love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain come down and wash away my tears&lt;br /&gt;Let it fill my soul and drown my fears&lt;br /&gt;Let it shatter the walls for a new, new sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new day has... come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain come down and wash away my tears&lt;br /&gt;Let it fill my soul and drown my fears&lt;br /&gt;Let it shatter the walls for a new, new sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new day has... come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, a light... OOh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2383687172471515056?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2383687172471515056/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2383687172471515056' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2383687172471515056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2383687172471515056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/04/celine-dion-new-day-has-come.html' title='Celine Dion - A new day has come'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6543743339648001326</id><published>2009-04-17T11:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:57:02.379+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lionel Richie - All night long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_lionel_richie_789.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lionel Richie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_lionel_richie_789/testi_cant_slow_down_2101.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can't Slow Down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;All Night Long&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/29WtO6EKMcA&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/29WtO6EKMcA&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my friends, the time has come&lt;br /&gt;To raise the roof and have some fun&lt;br /&gt;Throw away the work to be done&lt;br /&gt;Let the music play on&lt;br /&gt;(Play on, play on)&lt;br /&gt;Everbody sing, everybody dance&lt;br /&gt;Lose yourself in wild romance&lt;br /&gt;We're going to party&lt;br /&gt;Karamu, fiesta, forever&lt;br /&gt;Come on and sing along!&lt;br /&gt;We're going to party&lt;br /&gt;Karamu, fiesta, forever&lt;br /&gt;Come onand sing along!&lt;br /&gt;We're going to party&lt;br /&gt;Karamu, fiesta, forever&lt;br /&gt;Come on and sing along!&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;People dancing all in the street&lt;br /&gt;See the rhythm all in their feet&lt;br /&gt;Life is good wild and sweet&lt;br /&gt;Let the music play on&lt;br /&gt;(Play on, play on)&lt;br /&gt;Feel it in your heart&lt;br /&gt;And feel it in your soul&lt;br /&gt;Let the music take control&lt;br /&gt;We're going to party&lt;br /&gt;Liming, fiesta, forever&lt;br /&gt;Come on and sing my song!&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, once you get started&lt;br /&gt;You can't sit down&lt;br /&gt;Come join the fun&lt;br /&gt;It's a merry go round&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's dancing&lt;br /&gt;Their troubles away&lt;br /&gt;Come join our party&lt;br /&gt;See how we play!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes&lt;br /&gt;We're going to have a party!&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! (all night)&lt;br /&gt;All night long! &lt;br /&gt;Everyone you meet&lt;br /&gt;They're jamming in the street&lt;br /&gt;All night long1&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I said, everyone you meet&lt;br /&gt;They're jamming in the street&lt;br /&gt;All night long!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I said, everyone you meet&lt;br /&gt;They're jamming in the street&lt;br /&gt;All night long!&lt;br /&gt;Feel good! Feel good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6543743339648001326?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6543743339648001326/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6543743339648001326' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6543743339648001326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6543743339648001326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/04/lionel-richie-all-night-long.html' title='Lionel Richie - All night long'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-1424809931315429069</id><published>2009-04-17T10:52:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:58:36.589+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Alanis Morissette - Hands clean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_alanis_morissette_1962.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alanis Morissette&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_alanis_morissette_1962/testi_under_rug_swept_4882.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Under Rug Swept&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Hands Clean&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//testimania.leonardo.it/testitradotti/350.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_JZ8E0cLhYA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_JZ8E0cLhYA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/testitradotti/350.html"&gt;Traduzione&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for your maturity none of this would have happened&lt;br /&gt;If you weren't so wise beyond your years I would've been able to control myself&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for my attention you wouldn't have been successful and&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for me you would never have amounted to very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh this could be messy&lt;br /&gt;But you don't seem to mind&lt;br /&gt;Ooh don't go telling everybody&lt;br /&gt;And overlook this supposed crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll fast forward to a few years later&lt;br /&gt;And no one knows except the both of us&lt;br /&gt;And I have honored your request for silence&lt;br /&gt;And you've washed your hands clean of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're essentially an employee and I like you having to depend on me&lt;br /&gt;You're kind of my protégé and one day you'll say you learned all you know from me&lt;br /&gt;I know you depend on me like a young thing would to a guardian&lt;br /&gt;I know you sexualize me like a young thing would and I think I like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh this could get messy&lt;br /&gt;But ooh you don't seem to mind&lt;br /&gt;Ooh don't go telling everybody&lt;br /&gt;And overlook this supposed crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll fast forward to a few years later&lt;br /&gt;And no one knows except the both of us&lt;br /&gt;And I have honored your request for silence&lt;br /&gt;And you've washed your hands clean of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What part of our history's reinvented and under rug swept?&lt;br /&gt;What part of your memory is selective and tends to forget?&lt;br /&gt;What with this distance it seems so obvious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure you don't tell on me especially to members of your family&lt;br /&gt;We best keep this to ourselves and not tell any members of our inner posse&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could tell the world 'cause you're such a pretty thing when you're done up properly&lt;br /&gt;I might want to marry you one day if you watch that weight and keep your firm body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh this could be messy and&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I don't seem to mind and&lt;br /&gt;Ooh don't go telling everybody&lt;br /&gt;And overlook this supposed crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll fast forward to a few years later&lt;br /&gt;No one knows except the both of us&lt;br /&gt;And I have honored your request for silence&lt;br /&gt;And you've washed your hands clean of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh this could be messy and&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I don't seem to mind&lt;br /&gt;Ooh don't go tellin' everybody&lt;br /&gt;And overlook this supposed crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll fast forward to a few years later&lt;br /&gt;No one knows except the both of us&lt;br /&gt;And I have honored your request for silence&lt;br /&gt;And you've washed your hands clean of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-1424809931315429069?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1424809931315429069/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=1424809931315429069' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1424809931315429069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1424809931315429069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/04/alanis-morissette-hands-clean.html' title='Alanis Morissette - Hands clean'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-8158158605417574404</id><published>2009-04-07T13:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:08:29.443+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifehouse - Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_lifehouse_185.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lifehouse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_lifehouse_185/testi_no_name_face_907.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No Name Face&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Everything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U_M33GcJAmU&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U_M33GcJAmU&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/testitradotti/565.html" title="Traduzione Everything" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Traduzione&lt;/b&gt; di Everything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find me here&lt;br /&gt;Speak to me&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel you&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the light&lt;br /&gt;That's leading me&lt;br /&gt;To the place&lt;br /&gt;Where I find peace again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the strength&lt;br /&gt;That keeps me walking&lt;br /&gt;You are the hope&lt;br /&gt;That keeps me trusting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the life&lt;br /&gt;To my soul&lt;br /&gt;You are my purpose&lt;br /&gt;You are everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can I&lt;br /&gt;Stand here with you&lt;br /&gt;And not be moved by you&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me&lt;br /&gt;How could it be&lt;br /&gt;Any better than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You calm the storms&lt;br /&gt;You give me rest&lt;br /&gt;You hold me in your hands&lt;br /&gt;You won't let me fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still my heart&lt;br /&gt;And you take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;Would you take me in&lt;br /&gt;Would you take me deeper now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can I&lt;br /&gt;Stand here with you&lt;br /&gt;And not be moved by you&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me&lt;br /&gt;How could it be&lt;br /&gt;Any better than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can I&lt;br /&gt;Stand here with you&lt;br /&gt;And not be moved by you&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me&lt;br /&gt;How could it be&lt;br /&gt;Any better than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're all I want&lt;br /&gt;You are all I need&lt;br /&gt;You are everything&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all I want&lt;br /&gt;You are all I need&lt;br /&gt;You are everything&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all I want&lt;br /&gt;You are all I need&lt;br /&gt;You are everything&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all I want&lt;br /&gt;You are all I need&lt;br /&gt;You are everything&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can I&lt;br /&gt;Stand here with you&lt;br /&gt;And not be moved by you&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me&lt;br /&gt;How could it be&lt;br /&gt;Any better than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can I&lt;br /&gt;Stand here with you&lt;br /&gt;And not be moved by you&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me&lt;br /&gt;How could it be&lt;br /&gt;Any better&lt;br /&gt;Any better than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me&lt;br /&gt;How could it be&lt;br /&gt;Any better than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-8158158605417574404?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8158158605417574404/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=8158158605417574404' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8158158605417574404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8158158605417574404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/04/lifehouse-everything.html' title='Lifehouse - Everything'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6698411611965649411</id><published>2009-04-06T21:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:27:11.385+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Celine Dion - I'm alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_celine_dion_67.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Celine Dion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_celine_dion_67/testi_a_new_day_has_come_317.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A New Day Has Come&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;I'm Alive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uss3mktN3SU&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uss3mktN3SU&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get wings to fly... Oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive... yeah.. yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you call for me&lt;br /&gt;When I hear you breathe&lt;br /&gt;I get wings to fly...&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look at me&lt;br /&gt;I can touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'm Alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get wings to fly... Oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive... yeah.. yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you call for me&lt;br /&gt;When I hear you breathe&lt;br /&gt;I get wings to fly...&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look at me&lt;br /&gt;I can touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I know that&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh... Ooh.... alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you blessed the day&lt;br /&gt;I just drift away&lt;br /&gt;All my worries die&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've set my heart on fire&lt;br /&gt;Filled me with love&lt;br /&gt;Made me a woman&lt;br /&gt;On clouds above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get much higher&lt;br /&gt;My spirit takes flight&lt;br /&gt;(My spirit takes flight)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(Because I'm alive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh... never bound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When you call on me)&lt;br /&gt;When you call on me&lt;br /&gt;(When I hear you breathe)&lt;br /&gt;When I hear you breathe&lt;br /&gt;I get wings to fly...&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When you reach for me)&lt;br /&gt;When you reach for me&lt;br /&gt;(Erases fear inside)&lt;br /&gt;Loves knows that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'll be the one standing by&lt;br /&gt;Through good and through tiring times&lt;br /&gt;And it's only begun&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When you call for me)&lt;br /&gt;When you call on me&lt;br /&gt;(When you reach for me)&lt;br /&gt;When you reach for me&lt;br /&gt;(I get wings to fly...)&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ah...&lt;br /&gt;(I feel that...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When you blessed the day)&lt;br /&gt;When you blessed, you blessed the day&lt;br /&gt;(I just drift away)&lt;br /&gt;I just drift away&lt;br /&gt;(All my worries die)&lt;br /&gt;I know that... I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get wings to fly&lt;br /&gt;God knows that I'm alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo Tradotto: &lt;b&gt;Sono Viva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando mi chiami&lt;br /&gt;Quando ti sento respirare&lt;br /&gt;Metto le ali per volare&lt;br /&gt;Sendo di essere viva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando mi guardi&lt;br /&gt;Riesco a toccare il cielo&lt;br /&gt;So di essere viva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando dai inizio alla giornata&lt;br /&gt;Io mi lascio andare&lt;br /&gt;Ogni problema svanisce&lt;br /&gt;Sono contenta di essere viva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu incendi il mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;Mi hai riempito d'amore&lt;br /&gt;Mi hai reso una donna&lt;br /&gt;Tra le nuvole la su&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non potrei arrivare più in alto&lt;br /&gt;Il mio spirito prende il volo&lt;br /&gt;Perchè sono viva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando mi chiami......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando mi cerchi&lt;br /&gt;Quando ti sento respirare&lt;br /&gt;Metto le ali per volare&lt;br /&gt;Senti di essere viva&lt;br /&gt;Quando mi cerchi&lt;br /&gt;Rinnalzi lo spirito&lt;br /&gt;Dio sa che&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che io sarò chi ti starà vicino&lt;br /&gt;Attraverso i buoni e i difficili momenti&lt;br /&gt;Ed è solo l'inizio&lt;br /&gt;Non vedo l'ora per tutto il resto della mia vita&lt;br /&gt;Quando mi chiami.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando dai inizio alla giornata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metto le ali per volare&lt;br /&gt;Dio sa che sono viva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6698411611965649411?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6698411611965649411/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6698411611965649411' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6698411611965649411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6698411611965649411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/04/celine-dion-im-alive.html' title='Celine Dion - I&apos;m alive'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2197257494214068350</id><published>2009-03-30T17:02:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:04:21.051+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Enya - Only time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_enya_2545.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_enya_2545/testi_a_day_without_rain_7099.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Day Without Rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Only Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0NoHN1TU5I&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0NoHN1TU5I&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can say where the road goes&lt;br /&gt;Where the day flows, only time&lt;br /&gt;And who can say if your love grows&lt;br /&gt;As your heart chose, only time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can say why your heart sighs&lt;br /&gt;As your love flies, only time&lt;br /&gt;And who can say why your heart cries&lt;br /&gt;When your love lies, only time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can say when the roads meet&lt;br /&gt;That love might be in your heart&lt;br /&gt;And who can say when the day sleeps&lt;br /&gt;If the night keeps all your heart&lt;br /&gt;Night keeps all your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if your love grows&lt;br /&gt;As your heart chose&lt;br /&gt;- Only time&lt;br /&gt;And who can say where the road goes&lt;br /&gt;Where the day flows, only time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? Only time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo Tradotto: &lt;b&gt;Solo Il Tempo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi può dire dove finiscono le strade&lt;br /&gt;dove i giorni iniziano,solo il tempo&lt;br /&gt;e chi puo dire se il tuo amore aumenta&lt;br /&gt;quando il cuore fa la sua scelta,solo il tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi puo dire perchè il tuo amore rimpiange ciò da cui il tuo cuore è fuggito&lt;br /&gt;e chi puo dire perchè il tuo cuore piange quando l'amore fa la sua scelta,solo il tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi può dire se quando le strade s'incontreranno questo amore sarà nel tuo cuore&lt;br /&gt;e chi puo dire quando i giorni finiscono se la notte trattiene tutto il tuo cuore&lt;br /&gt;La notte trattiene tutto il tuo cuore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi può dire se il tuo amore aumenta quando il cuore fa la sua scelta&lt;br /&gt;-Solo il tempo&lt;br /&gt;E chi può dire dove finiscono le strade&lt;br /&gt;dove iniziano i giorni... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi sa?solo il tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2197257494214068350?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2197257494214068350/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2197257494214068350' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2197257494214068350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2197257494214068350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/03/enya-only-time.html' title='Enya - Only time'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2930930915320508771</id><published>2009-03-17T12:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:08:09.771+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Armandinho - Pescador</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista:&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Armandinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Pescador&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Pescador&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6dQehfRUmBw&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6dQehfRUmBw&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;My brother não vá&lt;br /&gt;Entrar nesse mar,&lt;br /&gt;Não vai, não vai não,&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vamos ter, que ver o surf da beira&lt;br /&gt;Tem rede no mar,&lt;br /&gt;Já faz tanto tempo que soltam as redes&lt;br /&gt;Em qualquer lugar,&lt;br /&gt;No pier também tem chumbada na cabeça,&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu pescador é paz e amor,&lt;br /&gt;Cuidado com essa rede no mar,&lt;br /&gt;Se você ver, que o mar tá bom,&lt;br /&gt;Só quero meu cantinho pra surfar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu pescador é paz e amor,&lt;br /&gt;Cuidado com essa rede no mar,&lt;br /&gt;Se você ver, que o mar tá bom,&lt;br /&gt;Só quero meu cantinho pra surfar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother não vá&lt;br /&gt;Entrar nesse mar,&lt;br /&gt;Não vai, não vai não,&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vamos ter, que ver o surf da beira&lt;br /&gt;Tem rede no mar,&lt;br /&gt;Já faz tanto tempo que soltam as redes&lt;br /&gt;Em qualquer lugar,&lt;br /&gt;No móli também tem pedrada na cabeça,&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu pescador é paz e amor,&lt;br /&gt;Cuidado com essa rede no mar,&lt;br /&gt;Se você ver, que o mar tá bom,&lt;br /&gt;Só quero meu cantinho pra surfar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu pescador é paz e amor,&lt;br /&gt;Cuidado com essa rede no mar,&lt;br /&gt;Se você ver, que o mar tá bom,&lt;br /&gt;Só quero meu cantinho pra surfar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mole também tem pedrada na cabeça,&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu pescador é paz e amor,&lt;br /&gt;Cuidado com essa rede no mar,&lt;br /&gt;Se você ver, que o mar tá bom,&lt;br /&gt;Só quero meu cantinho pra surfar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu pescador é paz e amor,&lt;br /&gt;Cuidado com essa rede no mar,&lt;br /&gt;Se você ver, que o mar tá bom,&lt;br /&gt;Só quero meu cantinho pra surfar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2930930915320508771?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2930930915320508771/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2930930915320508771' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2930930915320508771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2930930915320508771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/03/armandinho-pescador.html' title='Armandinho - Pescador'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-881358324646342105</id><published>2009-03-16T22:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:24:27.372+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate Bush - This woman's work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_kate_bush_1726.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kate Bush&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_kate_bush_1726/testi_the_sensual_world_4018.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sensual World&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;This Woman's Work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RcdU6qNBNyI&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RcdU6qNBNyI&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray God you can cope.&lt;br /&gt;I stand outside this woman's work,&lt;br /&gt;This woman's world.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it's hard on the man,&lt;br /&gt;Now his part is over.&lt;br /&gt;Now starts the craft of the father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a little life in you yet.&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a lot of strength left.&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a little life in you yet.&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a lot of strength left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be crying, but I just can't let it show.&lt;br /&gt;I should be hoping, but I can't stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things I should've said,&lt;br /&gt;That I never said.&lt;br /&gt;All the things we should've done,&lt;br /&gt;That we never did.&lt;br /&gt;All the things I should've given,&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, darling, make it go,&lt;br /&gt;Make it go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me these moments back.&lt;br /&gt;Give them back to me.&lt;br /&gt;Give me that little kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Give me your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know you have a little life in you yet.&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a lot of strength left.&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a little life in you yet.&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a lot of strength left.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be crying, but I just can't let it show.&lt;br /&gt;I should be hoping, but I can't stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things we should've said,&lt;br /&gt;That were never said.&lt;br /&gt;All the things we should've done,&lt;br /&gt;That we never did.&lt;br /&gt;All the things that you needed from me.&lt;br /&gt;All the things that you wanted for me.&lt;br /&gt;All the things that I should've given,&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, darling, make it go away.&lt;br /&gt;Just make it go away now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-881358324646342105?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/881358324646342105/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=881358324646342105' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/881358324646342105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/881358324646342105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/03/kate-bush-this-womans-work.html' title='Kate Bush - This woman&apos;s work'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-7680371277415304859</id><published>2009-03-16T22:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:21:20.612+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryan Adams - Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_bryan_adams_1833.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bryan Adams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_bryan_adams_1833/testi_reckless_4266.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reckless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Heaven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3eT464L1YRA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3eT464L1YRA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - thinkin' about all our younger years&lt;br /&gt;There was only you and me&lt;br /&gt;We were young and wild and free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now nothin' can take you away from me&lt;br /&gt;We've been down that road before&lt;br /&gt;But that's over now&lt;br /&gt;You keep me comin' back for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're all that I want&lt;br /&gt;When you're lyin' here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I'm findin' it hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;We're in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love is all that I need&lt;br /&gt;And I found it there in your heart&lt;br /&gt;It isn't too hard to see&lt;br /&gt;We're in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - once in your life you find someone&lt;br /&gt;Who will turn your world around&lt;br /&gt;Bring you up when you're feelin' down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya - nothin' could change what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh there's lots that I could say&lt;br /&gt;But just hold me now&lt;br /&gt;Cause our love will light the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've bin waitin' for so long&lt;br /&gt;For somethin' to arrive&lt;br /&gt;For love to come along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now our dreams are comin' true&lt;br /&gt;Through the good times and the bad&lt;br /&gt;Ya - I'll be standin' there by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo Tradotto: &lt;b&gt;Paradiso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se penso agli anni della nostra gioventù&lt;br /&gt;C’eravamo solo io e te&lt;br /&gt;eravamo giovani, selvaggi e liberi&lt;br /&gt;Ora niente ti può portare via da me&lt;br /&gt;Abbiamo già percorso questa strada&lt;br /&gt;ma è tutto finito adesso&lt;br /&gt;Continui a farmi tornare indietro per avere di più&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sei tutto quello che voglio&lt;br /&gt;quando sei qui tra le mie braccia&lt;br /&gt;Sto trovando difficile credere&lt;br /&gt;Che siamo in Paradiso&lt;br /&gt;e l’amore è tutto ciò di cui ho bisogno&lt;br /&gt;e l’ho trovato qui nel tuo cuore&lt;br /&gt;Non è troppo difficile capire&lt;br /&gt;che siamo in Paradiso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una volta nella vita trovi qualcuno&lt;br /&gt;che stravolgerà il tuo mondo&lt;br /&gt;Ti risolleva quando sei giù&lt;br /&gt;Si, e niente può cambiare&lt;br /&gt;ciò che sei per me        &lt;br /&gt;ci sono molte cose che potrei dire&lt;br /&gt;Ma ora tienimi stretto soltanto&lt;br /&gt;Perché il nostro amore illuminerà la via&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho aspettato cosi tanto&lt;br /&gt;che qualcosa arrivasse&lt;br /&gt;che l’amore si facesse avanti       &lt;br /&gt;Ora i nostri sogni si stanno realizzando&lt;br /&gt;attraverso i momenti buoni e cattivi     &lt;br /&gt;si, starò qui vicino a te…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-7680371277415304859?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7680371277415304859/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=7680371277415304859' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7680371277415304859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7680371277415304859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/03/bryan-adams-heaven.html' title='Bryan Adams - Heaven'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3163894794387694918</id><published>2009-03-11T19:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:19:01.688+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mariella Nava - Così è la vita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_mariella_nava_2217.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mariella Nava&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_mariella_nava_2217/testi_cosi_e_la_vita_5857.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Così E' La Vita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Così è La Vita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z8F8cG9jNb8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z8F8cG9jNb8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così è la vita che ci sospende&lt;br /&gt;con i suoi segni inconfondibili / il suo cuore palpitante&lt;br /&gt;e il nostro sangue che si rapprende&lt;br /&gt;così è la vita che ci riguarda&lt;br /&gt;con i suoi giorni imprevediibli&lt;br /&gt;un dolore che non ritarda&lt;br /&gt;una spia luminosa che si accende&lt;br /&gt;così è la vita generosa&lt;br /&gt;come un'altare agli occhi di una sposa&lt;br /&gt;con i suoi bivi binari di scambio / e noi...&lt;br /&gt;suoi pezzi di ricambio&lt;br /&gt;così è la vita che ci riprende&lt;br /&gt;dalle speranze che disattende&lt;br /&gt;tentazioni e avemarie / e un cielo che si stende...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così è la vita amore mio / e tu che mi cammini accanto&lt;br /&gt;raccoglila / trasforma in un sorriso questo pianto&lt;br /&gt;così è la vita amore mio /tu fammi grande questo tempo&lt;br /&gt;sollevami / tu dammi forza tu dammi cemento&lt;br /&gt;così è la vita e ci sbatto la testa&lt;br /&gt;e noi a ballarla come una festa&lt;br /&gt;noi vestiti per l'occasione / e una canzone...&lt;br /&gt;la... la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così è la vita che ci difende&lt;br /&gt;combinazioni incomprensibili / il suo battito incalzante&lt;br /&gt;e questo sole che sale e scende&lt;br /&gt;così è la vita che ci frammenta&lt;br /&gt;dentro i ricordi ben visibili / paura che ci spaventa&lt;br /&gt;e una notte brava che ci spende&lt;br /&gt;così è la vita che ci riscatta&lt;br /&gt;e milioni di lotterie e profezie&lt;br /&gt;destini nelle carte / e noi...&lt;br /&gt;a mettere da parte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così è la vita amore mio / tu che alla sera torni stanco&lt;br /&gt;sorreggiti con me / qui sotto questo telo bianco&lt;br /&gt;così è la vita amore mio / lei che procede a fuoco lento&lt;br /&gt;abbracciami / prendiamo tutto quanto&lt;br /&gt;in un momento&lt;br /&gt;così è la vita in te la riconosco&lt;br /&gt;con i suoi rovi i suoi frutti di bosco&lt;br /&gt;noi a cantare una nuova stagione / e una canzone...&lt;br /&gt;la... la... / la... la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3163894794387694918?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3163894794387694918/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=3163894794387694918' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3163894794387694918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3163894794387694918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/03/mariella-nava-cosi-e-la-vita.html' title='Mariella Nava - Così è la vita'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6577791246679811572</id><published>2009-02-22T20:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:35:22.933+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Davide Van de Sfroos - Ave Maria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;è la seconda canzone del video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_davide_van_de_sfroos_4035.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Davide Van De Sfroos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_davide_van_de_sfroos_4035/testi_manicomi_12057.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manicomi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Ave Maria&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OQhkm_RaFDA&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OQhkm_RaFDA&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ave Maria,&lt;br /&gt;che te borlet fö del quadru,&lt;br /&gt;prega per el martul,&lt;br /&gt;e prega per el ladru.&lt;br /&gt;Ave Maria,&lt;br /&gt;inciudada là in söl mür&lt;br /&gt;nella ca' del magütt&lt;br /&gt;e nella ca' del dutùr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varda, varda,varda,varda giò&lt;br /&gt;Madona del Rusari&lt;br /&gt;sèmm tücc lampeden&lt;br /&gt;del stess lampadari.&lt;br /&gt;Varda,varda,varda,varda giò&lt;br /&gt;Madona del Rusari&lt;br /&gt;sèmm tücc padreterni,&lt;br /&gt;sèmm tücc ciulandari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ave Maria&lt;br /&gt;che te mènum in prucesiòn,&lt;br /&gt;strepa fü i pecàa&lt;br /&gt;cunt el cavabüsciòn&lt;br /&gt;Ave Maria&lt;br /&gt;e forsi ghemm pagüra&lt;br /&gt;che vegna giò'n quai angel&lt;br /&gt;cun la facia pussè scüra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ave Maria, vestida de celest&lt;br /&gt;se regordumm de te&lt;br /&gt;dumàa suta i fèst&lt;br /&gt;Ave Maria&lt;br /&gt;cunt el cör pièe de spaad&lt;br /&gt;varda quel che sucéed&lt;br /&gt;giò in mezz ai stràad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6577791246679811572?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6577791246679811572/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6577791246679811572' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6577791246679811572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6577791246679811572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/02/davide-van-de-sfroos-ave-maria.html' title='Davide Van de Sfroos - Ave Maria'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-7748402923562095034</id><published>2009-02-13T15:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T16:00:38.212+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Goo goo dolls - Iris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ottima canzone...ci metto pure il video di questa cover band, i Boyce Avenue, la cui versione mi piace molto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_goo_goo_dolls_2924.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_goo_goo_dolls_2924/testi_dizzy_up_the_girl_8653.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dizzy Up The Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Iris&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/87Fkp1maBAo&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/87Fkp1maBAo&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;br /&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go home right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;br /&gt;'Cause sooner or later it's over&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything feels like the movies&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo Tradotto: &lt;b&gt;Iris&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ho rinunciato per sempre a toccarti&lt;br /&gt;perchè so che tu mi senti in qualche modo&lt;br /&gt;tu sei più vicina al paradiso di quel che io sia mai stato&lt;br /&gt;e non voglio andare a casa ora&lt;br /&gt;e tutto quello che posso assaporare è questo momento&lt;br /&gt;e tutto ciò che posso respirare è la tua vita&lt;br /&gt;perchè presto o tardi è finita&lt;br /&gt;e io non voglio perderti questa notte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e io non voglio che il mondo mi veda&lt;br /&gt;perchè non penso che la gente capirebbe&lt;br /&gt;quando tutto è stato fatto per essere distrutto&lt;br /&gt;io voglio solo che tu sappia chi sono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e tu non puoi combattere le lacrime che non stanno per arrivare&lt;br /&gt;o il momento della verità nelle tue bugie&lt;br /&gt;quando tutto sembra come nei film&lt;br /&gt;si tu sanguini solo per capire che ancora sei vivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e io non voglio che il mondo mi veda&lt;br /&gt;perchè non penso che la gente capirebbe&lt;br /&gt;quando tutto è stato fatto per essere distrutto&lt;br /&gt;io voglio solo che tu sappia chi sono (x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;io voglio solo che tu sappia chi sono&lt;br /&gt;io voglio solo che tu sappia chi sono&lt;br /&gt;io voglio solo che tu sappia chi sono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZwAhNy0w5oE&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZwAhNy0w5oE&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-7748402923562095034?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7748402923562095034/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=7748402923562095034' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7748402923562095034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7748402923562095034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/02/goo-goo-dolls-iris.html' title='Goo goo dolls - Iris'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-1072941460106728083</id><published>2009-02-07T09:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T10:01:58.808+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay - Viva la vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_coldplay_71.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coldplay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_coldplay_71/testi_viva_la_vida_or_death_and_all_his_friends_78330.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Viva La Vida Or Death And All His Friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Viva La Vida&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dvgZkm1xWPE&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dvgZkm1xWPE&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;br /&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;br /&gt;Now in the morning I sweep alone&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing:&lt;br /&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;br /&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;br /&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;br /&gt;Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Once you go there was never, never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;That was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;(Ohhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the wicked and wild wind&lt;br /&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in&lt;br /&gt;Shattered windows and the sound of drums&lt;br /&gt;People couldn't believe what I'd become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionaries wait&lt;br /&gt;For my head on a silver plate&lt;br /&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string&lt;br /&gt;Oh who would ever want to be king?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter will call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter will call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo Tradotto: &lt;b&gt;Viva La Vita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ero solito governare il mondo&lt;br /&gt;i mari si alzavano quando io davo l'ordine&lt;br /&gt;ora al mattino io spazzo da solo&lt;br /&gt;spazzo le strade che ero solito possedere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ero solito tirare i dadi&lt;br /&gt;sentire la paura negli occhi dei miei nemici&lt;br /&gt;ascoltare come la folla cantava:&lt;br /&gt;"ora il vecchio re è morto, lunga vita al re!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un minuto ho stretto forte la chiave&lt;br /&gt;e quello seguente ero intrappolato dai muri&lt;br /&gt;e ho scoperto che i miei castelli&lt;br /&gt;stavano sopra cumuli di sabbia e pilastri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho sentito le campane di Gerusalemme risuonare&lt;br /&gt;i cori della cavalleria romana stanno cantando&lt;br /&gt;che tu sia il mio specchio, la mia spada,il mio scudo&lt;br /&gt;i miei missionari in un campo straniero&lt;br /&gt;per qualche ragione che non riesco a spiegare&lt;br /&gt;da quando tu sei andata via&lt;br /&gt;non c'è stato più un mondo onesto&lt;br /&gt;era così quando io governavo il mondo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;era il vento forte e selvaggio&lt;br /&gt;soffiava giù le porte per lasciarmi entrare&lt;br /&gt;finestre frantumate e suoni di tamburi&lt;br /&gt;la gente non riuscirebbe a credere&lt;br /&gt;quello che sono diventato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rivoluzionari aspettano&lt;br /&gt;la mia testa su un piatto d argento&lt;br /&gt;solamente un burattino su un solo filo&lt;br /&gt;chi vorrebbe mai diventare un re?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho sentito le campane di Gerusalemme risuonare&lt;br /&gt;i cori della cavalleria romana stanno cantando&lt;br /&gt;che tu sia il mio specchio, la mia spada,il mio scudo&lt;br /&gt;i miei missionari in un campo straniero&lt;br /&gt;per qualche ragione che non riesco a spiegare&lt;br /&gt;da quando tu sei andata via&lt;br /&gt;non c'è stato più un mondo onesto&lt;br /&gt;era così quando io governavo il mondo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho sentito le campane di Gerusalemme risuonare&lt;br /&gt;i cori della cavalleria romana stanno cantando&lt;br /&gt;che tu sia il mio specchio, la mia spada,il mio scudo&lt;br /&gt;i miei missionari in un campo straniero&lt;br /&gt;per qualche ragione che non riesco a spiegare&lt;br /&gt;da quando tu sei andata via&lt;br /&gt;non c'è stato più un mondo onesto&lt;br /&gt;era così quando io governavo il mondo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-1072941460106728083?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1072941460106728083/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=1072941460106728083' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1072941460106728083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1072941460106728083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/02/coldplay-viva-la-vida.html' title='Coldplay - Viva la vida'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3560689426949508430</id><published>2009-01-30T20:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:31:26.074+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Delinqüentes - Después</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_los_delinquentes_8830.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Los Delinqüentes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_los_delinquentes_8830/testi_recuerdos_garrapateros_de_la_flama_y_el_carril_29039.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recuerdos Garrapateros De La Flama Y El Carril&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Despue&lt;/b&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_C8jostgjUU&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_C8jostgjUU&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después del humo negro hay que ser valiente y despertar&lt;br /&gt;Y vivir como vive&lt;br /&gt;La gente hay que ser valiente amigo&lt;br /&gt;Yo tengo que volar&lt;br /&gt;No, ya no puedo quedarme aquí&lt;br /&gt;Si tu quieres quédate tu&lt;br /&gt;Esta vida no es para mí&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero vivir con amor&lt;br /&gt;Con mi gente abajito del sol&lt;br /&gt;Con las olas y el amanecer&lt;br /&gt;Como un niño jugando otra vez&lt;br /&gt;Sin para de correr después.&lt;br /&gt;Estoy embrujado y ladro como un perro&lt;br /&gt;Yo me siento un animal la oscuridad me puede y me lleva&lt;br /&gt;Si me aburro miento yo solito me abro las heridas&lt;br /&gt;Sin idea yo retengo el destino de mi pobre vida&lt;br /&gt;Yo no quiero malos rencores solo busco todas las salidas&lt;br /&gt;Libertad que me espera más allá del sur&lt;br /&gt;Te digo que no yo no puedo quedarme aquí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tu quieres quédate tu esta vida no es para mi&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero vivir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeee... (PITOS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace mucho tiempo que he acordao yo con el viento&lt;br /&gt;Con las nubes del cielo azules escucha a la gente porque&lt;br /&gt;No se sabe, eres malo tienes el mundo aterrorizao&lt;br /&gt;Con la guerra y con los misiles&lt;br /&gt;El potaje nunca la probao.&lt;br /&gt;No se si a mi me ha pasao&lt;br /&gt;Que me siento perdedor&lt;br /&gt;Yo te juro por mis cuernos&lt;br /&gt;Que tengo que seguir yo te digo que no...&lt;br /&gt;Después de un largo tiempo escondío&lt;br /&gt;Todo oscuro con hambre y muerto de frío&lt;br /&gt;Sin nada que hacer tan solo esperar&lt;br /&gt;Busco libertad amigo mío tengo que volar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo que volar tengo que volar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3560689426949508430?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3560689426949508430/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=3560689426949508430' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3560689426949508430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3560689426949508430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/los-delinquentes-despues.html' title='Los Delinqüentes - Después'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3042447743042564045</id><published>2009-01-30T12:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:32:55.448+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Mraz - I'm yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_jason_mraz_4541.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_jason_mraz_4541/testi_we_sing,_we_dance,_we_steal_things_78069.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;I'm Yours&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UkRW0l26_fU&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UkRW0l26_fU&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you done done me and you bet I felt it&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted&lt;br /&gt;I fell right through the cracks&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm trying to get back&lt;br /&gt;Before the cool done run out&lt;br /&gt;I'll be giving it my bestest&lt;br /&gt;And nothing's gonna to stop me but divine intervention&lt;br /&gt;I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the music of the moment, maybe sing with me&lt;br /&gt;All - ah peaceful melody&lt;br /&gt;And it's our God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;Our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This is our fate, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scooch on closer dear&lt;br /&gt;And I will nibble your ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer&lt;br /&gt;But my breath fogged up the glass&lt;br /&gt;And so I drew a new face and laughed&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I'm be saying is there ain't no better reason&lt;br /&gt;To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons&lt;br /&gt;It's what we aim to do&lt;br /&gt;Our name is our virtue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;Our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This is our fate, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well no no, well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours&lt;br /&gt;Please don't, please don't, please don't&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;Cause our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This is out fate, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3042447743042564045?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3042447743042564045/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=3042447743042564045' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3042447743042564045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3042447743042564045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/jason-mraz-im-yours.html' title='Jason Mraz - I&apos;m yours'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-8581028506854372246</id><published>2009-01-23T00:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:39:51.774+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nono fuori tema</title><content type='html'>Un omaggio a un grande uomo....doveroso metterlo, per poter ricordarlo, e poter dire ai nostri figli "Quel giorno io l'ho vissuto"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ga_XR0Ga3h4&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ga_XR0Ga3h4&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y9DNkDlKVB8&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y9DNkDlKVB8&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hube&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-8581028506854372246?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8581028506854372246/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=8581028506854372246' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8581028506854372246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8581028506854372246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/nono-fuori-tema.html' title='Nono fuori tema'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3905143092614898102</id><published>2009-01-19T20:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:52:54.375+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragonforce - Through the fire and flames</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_dragonforce_1013.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dragonforce&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_dragonforce_1013/testi_inhuman_rampage_32780.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inhuman Rampage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Through The Fire And The Flames&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rp3ZwhHoDnQ&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rp3ZwhHoDnQ&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a cold winter morning, in the time before the light&lt;br /&gt;In flames of death's eternal reign we ride towards the fight&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness is falling down and the times are tough all right&lt;br /&gt;The sound of evil laughter falls around the world tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting high, fighting on for the steel&lt;br /&gt;Through the wastelands evermore&lt;br /&gt;The scattered souls will feel the hell that is wasted on the shores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the blackest waves in history&lt;br /&gt;We watch them as they go&lt;br /&gt;Through fire, pain and once again we know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we fly ever free&lt;br /&gt;We're free before the thunderstorm&lt;br /&gt;On towards the wilderness our quest carries on&lt;br /&gt;Far beyond the sundown, far beyond the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside our hearts and all our souls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;So far away we wait for the day&lt;br /&gt;For the lights are so wasted and gone&lt;br /&gt;We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days&lt;br /&gt;Through the fire and the flames we carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the red day is dawning&lt;br /&gt;And the lightning cracks the sky&lt;br /&gt;They raise their hands to the heavens above&lt;br /&gt;As we send them to their lies&lt;br /&gt;Running back through the mid-morning light&lt;br /&gt;There's a burning in my heart&lt;br /&gt;We're banished from the time in the fallen land&lt;br /&gt;To a light beyond the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the blackest dreams we do believe&lt;br /&gt;Our destiny this time&lt;br /&gt;And endlessly we'll all be free tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the wings of a dream&lt;br /&gt;So far beyond reality&lt;br /&gt;All alone in desperation&lt;br /&gt;Now the time is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost inside you'll never find&lt;br /&gt;Lost within my own mind&lt;br /&gt;Day after day this misery must go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here we stand with their blood on our hands&lt;br /&gt;We've fought so hard now can we understand?&lt;br /&gt;I'll break the seal of this curse if I possibly can&lt;br /&gt;For freedom of every man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo Tradotto: &lt;b&gt;Attraverso Il Fuoco E Le Fiamme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In un mattino d’inverno, in quei minuti che&lt;br /&gt;Precedono l'arrivo della luce&lt;br /&gt;Nelle fiamme dell’eterno regno della morte&lt;br /&gt;Cavalchiamo verso la battaglia&lt;br /&gt;E l’oscurità sta calando e i tempi sono duri, va bene&lt;br /&gt;Il suono della risata del male cade sul mondo stanotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combattendo bene, continuando a combattere per l’acciaio&lt;br /&gt;Attraverso la distesa sempre desolata&lt;br /&gt;Le anime sparpagliate sentiranno&lt;br /&gt;L’inferno che è sciupato sulle spiagge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sulle onde più nere della storia&lt;br /&gt;Li osserviamo mentre vanno&lt;br /&gt;Attraverso il fuoco&lt;br /&gt;Ancora una volta conosciamo il dolore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così ora voliamo sempre liberi&lt;br /&gt;Siamo liberi prima del temporale&lt;br /&gt;Verso il deserto la nostra ricerca continua&lt;br /&gt;Lontani oltre il tramonto, lontani oltre la luce della luna&lt;br /&gt;Nel profondo dei nostri cuori e in tutte le nostre anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così lontani aspettiamo il giorno&lt;br /&gt;aspettiamo le luci che sono così sciupate e andate&lt;br /&gt;Sentiamo il dolore di una vita perduta&lt;br /&gt;In un centinaio di giorni&lt;br /&gt;Attraverso fuoco e fiamme, andiamo avanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentre il giorno rosso albeggia&lt;br /&gt;E il fulmine percuote il cielo&lt;br /&gt;Alzano le loro mani ai paradisi sopra&lt;br /&gt;Mentre noi li rimandiamo dalle loro bugie&lt;br /&gt;Ritornando di corsa attraverso la luce del mezzogiorno&lt;br /&gt;C’è una scottatura nel mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;Siamo stati banditi dal tempo nella terra caduta&lt;br /&gt;ad una luce oltre le stelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nei sogni più neri crediamo&lt;br /&gt;Il nostro destino è questo tempo&lt;br /&gt;E infinitamente saremo tutti liberi stanotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sulle ali di un sogno&lt;br /&gt;Di gran lunga al di là della realtà&lt;br /&gt;Tutti soli nella disperazione&lt;br /&gt;Ora è il tempo è finito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perduto dentro, non troverai mai&lt;br /&gt;Perduto dentro, la mia stessa mente&lt;br /&gt;Giorno dopo giorno,&lt;br /&gt;Questa tristezza deve andare avanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adesso siamo qui fermi&lt;br /&gt;Con il loro sangue nelle nostre mani&lt;br /&gt;Abbiamo combattuto così duramente&lt;br /&gt;Ora possiamo comprendere?&lt;br /&gt;Spezzerò il sigillo di questa maledizione&lt;br /&gt;Se possibilmente ci riuscirò&lt;br /&gt;Per la libertà di ogni uomo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3905143092614898102?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3905143092614898102/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=3905143092614898102' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3905143092614898102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3905143092614898102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/dragonforce-through-fire-and-flames.html' title='Dragonforce - Through the fire and flames'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-4126649484853594203</id><published>2009-01-12T12:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:13:35.091+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentina Giovagnini - Senza origine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In ricordo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_valentina_giovagnini_347.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Valentina Giovagnini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_valentina_giovagnini_347/testi_creatura_nuda_1768.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Creatura Nuda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Senza Origine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_iw2zo3GzQM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_iw2zo3GzQM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balla fino a che pace non c'è&lt;br /&gt;Balla fino a che terra non è&lt;br /&gt;Prendimi così stringimi a te&lt;br /&gt;Gira intorno a me canta con me&lt;br /&gt;Gira intorno a me canta con me&lt;br /&gt;Balla fino a che pace non c'è&lt;br /&gt;Senza origine&lt;br /&gt;da strade e vie tornano in me&lt;br /&gt;le false lacrime dei re&lt;br /&gt;solitudine&lt;br /&gt;che inganno sei che inganno sei&lt;br /&gt;nei giorni miei&lt;br /&gt;Balla fino a che pace non c'è&lt;br /&gt;Balla fino a che terra non è&lt;br /&gt;Prendimi così stringimi a te&lt;br /&gt;Gira intorno a me canta con me&lt;br /&gt;Balla fino a che pace non c'è&lt;br /&gt;Balla fino a che alba non è&lt;br /&gt;Gira intorno a me canta con me&lt;br /&gt;Balla fino a che pace non c'è&lt;br /&gt;Senza origine&lt;br /&gt;tra uomini e no&lt;br /&gt;scivolerò ancora in un deserto al neon&lt;br /&gt;per non essere&lt;br /&gt;straniera mai nemica mai negli occhi tuoi&lt;br /&gt;Piramidi che girano in un gioco di luce&lt;br /&gt;non fermarti mai&lt;br /&gt;in questo rito che tempo non ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-4126649484853594203?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4126649484853594203/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=4126649484853594203' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/4126649484853594203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/4126649484853594203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/valentina-giovagnini-senza-origine.html' title='Valentina Giovagnini - Senza origine'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-7426104341685821656</id><published>2009-01-12T11:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:11:57.095+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercanti di liquore - L'eroe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_mercanti_di_liquore_9069.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mercanti Di Liquore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_mercanti_di_liquore_9069/testi_la_musica_dei_poveri_29482.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;La Musica Dei Poveri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;L'eroe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNT2A8_U6AM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNT2A8_U6AM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avrei preferito che ci fosse il sole e più confusione, più rumore&lt;br /&gt;perchè il silenzio poco ha da spartire con quello che devo fare.&lt;br /&gt;Da qualche parte suona una campana, il mio momento si avvicina&lt;br /&gt;tra due minuti si aprirà il portone e avrò la mia occasione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E che nessuno si permetta di chiamarmi eroe&lt;br /&gt;L'ho fatto per motivi solamente miei&lt;br /&gt;Sono troppo diverso dai vostri eroi&lt;br /&gt;L'ho fatto per me, non per voi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tu di certo non sospetti niente, sarai tranquillo e strafottente&lt;br /&gt;tu non ti puoi di certo immaginare che è l'ora di pagare&lt;br /&gt;Ti aspetto quà perchè te l'ho giurato, tu sei lo sporco che va lavato&lt;br /&gt;le lacrime si sono fatte mare, ti toccherà annegare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E che nessuno si permetta di chiamarmi eroe&lt;br /&gt;L'ho fatto per motivi solamente miei&lt;br /&gt;Sono troppo diverso dai vostri eroi&lt;br /&gt;L'ho fatto per me, non per voi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E voi, nascosti dietro alle finestre, farò io quello che voi vorreste&lt;br /&gt;vi mostrerò che cosa si può fare invece di strisciare&lt;br /&gt;Così domani sui giornali leggerete che un bandito ha preso a calci l'ordine costituito&lt;br /&gt;e parleranno i corvi, i topi e gli sciacalli e voi lì.... ad ascoltarli!&lt;br /&gt;Poi ritorno al presente e ti riesco a sentire, ci siamo!&lt;br /&gt;Lo so che stai per uscire!&lt;br /&gt;Respiro profondo, mi metto tranquillo, si apre il portone............&lt;br /&gt;do inizio al ballo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E che nessuno si permetta di chiamarmi eroe&lt;br /&gt;L'ho fatto per motivi solamente miei&lt;br /&gt;Sono troppo diverso dai vostri eroi&lt;br /&gt;L'ho fatto per me, non per voi&lt;br /&gt;E non si tratta di coraggio e neanche di paura, il fatto è che quì si è passata la misura&lt;br /&gt;Son troppo diverso dai vostri eroi, l'ho fatto per me, non per voi&lt;br /&gt;L'ho fatto per me, non per voi&lt;br /&gt;L'ho fatto perchè non l'avreste fatto voi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-8292177184246374593</id><published>2009-01-10T13:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:00:27.268+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabrizio De Andrè - Canzone del maggio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_fabrizio_de_andre_1059.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fabrizio De Andrè&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_fabrizio_de_andre_1059/testi_storia_di_un_impiegato_2817.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Storia Di Un Impiegato&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Canzone Del Maggio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LVyM8i5mUAM&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LVyM8i5mUAM&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anche se il nostro maggio &lt;br /&gt;ha fatto a meno del vostro coraggio &lt;br /&gt;se la paura di guardare &lt;br /&gt;vi ha fatto chinare il mento &lt;br /&gt;se il fuoco ha risparmiato &lt;br /&gt;le vostre Millecento &lt;br /&gt;anche se voi vi credete assolti &lt;br /&gt;siete lo stesso coinvolti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se vi siete detti &lt;br /&gt;non sta succedendo niente, &lt;br /&gt;le fabbriche riapriranno, &lt;br /&gt;arresteranno qualche studente &lt;br /&gt;convinti che fosse un gioco &lt;br /&gt;a cui avremmo giocato poco &lt;br /&gt;provate pure a credevi assolti &lt;br /&gt;siete lo stesso coinvolti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anche se avete chiuso &lt;br /&gt;le vostre porte sul nostro muso &lt;br /&gt;la notte che le pantere &lt;br /&gt;ci mordevano il sedere &lt;br /&gt;lasciamoci in buonafede &lt;br /&gt;massacrare sui marciapiedi &lt;br /&gt;anche se ora ve ne fregate, &lt;br /&gt;voi quella notte voi c'eravate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se nei vostri quartieri &lt;br /&gt;tutto è rimasto come ieri, &lt;br /&gt;senza le barricate &lt;br /&gt;senza feriti, senza granate, &lt;br /&gt;se avete preso per buone &lt;br /&gt;le "verità" della televisione &lt;br /&gt;anche se allora vi siete assolti &lt;br /&gt;siete lo stesso coinvolti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se credente ora &lt;br /&gt;che tutto sia come prima &lt;br /&gt;perché avete votato ancora &lt;br /&gt;la sicurezza, la disciplina, &lt;br /&gt;convinti di allontanare &lt;br /&gt;la paura di cambiare &lt;br /&gt;verremo ancora alle vostre porte &lt;br /&gt;e grideremo ancora più forte &lt;br /&gt;per quanto voi vi crediate assolti &lt;br /&gt;siete per sempre coinvolti, &lt;br /&gt;per quanto voi vi crediate assolti &lt;br /&gt;siete per sempre coinvolti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-8292177184246374593?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8292177184246374593/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=8292177184246374593' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8292177184246374593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8292177184246374593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/fabrizio-de-andr-canzone-del-maggio.html' title='Fabrizio De Andrè - Canzone del maggio'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6200312418005904890</id><published>2009-01-07T23:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:44:27.083+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabrizio De andrè - Ottocento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_fabrizio_de_andre_1059.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fabrizio De Andrè&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_fabrizio_de_andre_1059/testi_le_nuvole_2830.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Le Nuvole&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Ottocento&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/22oe3ynMcCg&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/22oe3ynMcCg&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cantami di questo tempo &lt;br /&gt;l’astio e il malcontento &lt;br /&gt;di chi è sottovento &lt;br /&gt;e non vuol sentir l’odore &lt;br /&gt;di questo motor &lt;br /&gt;che ci porta avanti &lt;br /&gt;quasi tutti quanti &lt;br /&gt;maschi , femmine e cantanti &lt;br /&gt;su un tappeto di contanti &lt;br /&gt;nel cielo blu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figlia della famiglia &lt;br /&gt;sei la meraviglia &lt;br /&gt;già matura e ancora pura &lt;br /&gt;come la verdura di papà &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figlio bello e audace &lt;br /&gt;bronzo di Versace &lt;br /&gt;figlio sempre più capace &lt;br /&gt;di giocare in borsa &lt;br /&gt;di stuprare in corsa tu &lt;br /&gt;moglie dalle larghe maglie &lt;br /&gt;dalle molte voglie &lt;br /&gt;esperta di anticaglie &lt;br /&gt;scatole d’argento ti regalerò &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ottocento &lt;br /&gt;Novecento &lt;br /&gt;Millecinquecento scatole d’argento &lt;br /&gt;fine Settecento ti regalerò &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanti pezzi di ricambio &lt;br /&gt;quante meraviglie &lt;br /&gt;quanti articoli di scambio &lt;br /&gt;quante belle figlie da sposar &lt;br /&gt;e quante belle valvole e pistoni &lt;br /&gt;fegati e polmoni &lt;br /&gt;e quante belle biglie a rotolar &lt;br /&gt;e quante belle triglie nel mar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figlio figlio &lt;br /&gt;povero figlio &lt;br /&gt;eri bello bianco e vermiglio &lt;br /&gt;quale intruglio ti ha perduto nel Naviglio &lt;br /&gt;figlio figlio &lt;br /&gt;unico sbaglio &lt;br /&gt;annegato come un coniglio &lt;br /&gt;per ferirmi, pugnalarmi nell’orgoglio &lt;br /&gt;a me a me &lt;br /&gt;che ti trattavo come un figlio &lt;br /&gt;povero me &lt;br /&gt;domani andrà meglio &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ein klein pinzimonie &lt;br /&gt;wunder matrimonie &lt;br /&gt;krauten und erbeeren &lt;br /&gt;und patellen und arsellen &lt;br /&gt;fischen Zanzibar &lt;br /&gt;und einige krapfen &lt;br /&gt;frùer vor schlafen &lt;br /&gt;und erwachen mit walzer &lt;br /&gt;und Alka-Seltzer fùr &lt;br /&gt;dimenticar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un piccolo pinzimonio &lt;br /&gt;splendido matrimonio &lt;br /&gt;cavoli e fragole &lt;br /&gt;e patelle ed arselle &lt;br /&gt;pescate a Zanzibar &lt;br /&gt;e qualche krapfen &lt;br /&gt;prima di dormire &lt;br /&gt;ed un risveglio con valzer &lt;br /&gt;e un Alka-Seltzer per &lt;br /&gt;dimenticar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanti pezzi di ricambio &lt;br /&gt;quante meraviglie &lt;br /&gt;quanti articoli di scambio &lt;br /&gt;quante belle figlie da sposar &lt;br /&gt;e quante belle valvole e pistoni &lt;br /&gt;fegati e polmoni &lt;br /&gt;e quante belle biglie a rotolar &lt;br /&gt;e quante belle triglie nel mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6200312418005904890?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6200312418005904890/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6200312418005904890' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6200312418005904890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6200312418005904890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/fabrizio-de-andr-ottocento.html' title='Fabrizio De andrè - Ottocento'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-1837548281879320091</id><published>2008-12-30T00:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:33:32.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Belafonte - Jump in the line</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_harry_belafonte_25665.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Harry Belafonte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_harry_belafonte_25665/testi_other_56215.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Jump In The Line&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j7zNlmzAo14&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j7zNlmzAo14&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake your body line&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake it all the time&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, Senora, work your body line&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, Senora, work it all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl's name is Senora&lt;br /&gt;I tell you friends, I adore her&lt;br /&gt;And when she dances, oh brother!&lt;br /&gt;She's a hurricane in all kinds of weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake your body line&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake it all the time&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, Senora, work your body line&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, Senora, work it all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can talk about Cha Cha&lt;br /&gt;Tango, Waltz, or de Rumba&lt;br /&gt;Senora's dance has no title&lt;br /&gt;You jump in the saddle&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to de bridle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Rock your body, child!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Somebody, help me!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake your body line&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake it all the time (Whoa)&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, Senora, work your body line (Yep)&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, Senora, work it all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senora, she's a sensation&lt;br /&gt;The reason for aviation&lt;br /&gt;And fellas, you got to watch it&lt;br /&gt;When she wind up, she bottom, she go like a rocket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Hoist those skirts a leetle higher!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Up the chim-en-y!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Whoa oh oh oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[break]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, Senora&lt;br /&gt;Shake your body line&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, Senora&lt;br /&gt;Work it all the time&lt;br /&gt;Dance, dance, dance, Senora&lt;br /&gt;Dance it all the time&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, Senora&lt;br /&gt;Work it all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senora dances Calypso&lt;br /&gt;Left to right is de tempo&lt;br /&gt;And when she gets the sensation&lt;br /&gt;She go up in the air, come down in slow motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Somebody, help me!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Whooooa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake your body line&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake it all the time&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, Senora!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-1837548281879320091?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1837548281879320091/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=1837548281879320091' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1837548281879320091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1837548281879320091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/12/harry-belafonte-jump-in-line.html' title='Harry Belafonte - Jump in the line'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3514475427460521055</id><published>2008-12-29T11:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:55:08.473+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Giovanni Allevi - Back to life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: Giovanni Allevi&lt;br /&gt;Album: Joy&lt;br /&gt;Titolo:  Back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a Silvia, nostra fan numero 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gy8Iyd4xyQA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gy8Iyd4xyQA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3514475427460521055?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3514475427460521055/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=3514475427460521055' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3514475427460521055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3514475427460521055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/12/giovanni-allevi-back-to-life.html' title='Giovanni Allevi - Back to life'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-4089917168916055953</id><published>2008-12-22T10:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:08:33.038+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy Macdonald - This is the life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_amy_macdonald_14067.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amy MacDonald&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_amy_macdonald_14067/testi_this_is_the_life_70715.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This Is The Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;This Is The Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ng8KQq0L0eY&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ng8KQq0L0eY&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the wind whistles down &lt;br /&gt;The cold dark street tonight &lt;br /&gt;And the people they were dancing &lt;br /&gt;To the music vibe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the boys chase the girls, with curls in their hair &lt;br /&gt;While the shocked too many sit way over there &lt;br /&gt;And the songs get louder each one better than before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you singing the song thinking this is the life &lt;br /&gt;And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size &lt;br /&gt;where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight? &lt;br /&gt;And you singing the song thinking this is the life &lt;br /&gt;And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the sizxe &lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight? &lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna sleep tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you’re heading down the road in your taxi for 4 &lt;br /&gt;And you’re waiting outside jimmy’s front door &lt;br /&gt;But nobody’s in and nobody’s home till 4 &lt;br /&gt;So you’re sitting there with nothing to do &lt;br /&gt;Talking about Robert Ragger and his 1 leg crew &lt;br /&gt;And where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you singing the song thinking this is the life &lt;br /&gt;And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size &lt;br /&gt;Oh where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight? &lt;br /&gt;And you singing the song thinking this is the life &lt;br /&gt;And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size &lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight? &lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna sleep tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you singing the song thinking this is the life &lt;br /&gt;And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size &lt;br /&gt;Oh where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight? &lt;br /&gt;And you singing the song thinking this is the life &lt;br /&gt;And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size &lt;br /&gt;where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna sleep tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo Tradotto: &lt;b&gt;Questa è La Vita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il vento soffia sulla vecchia &lt;br /&gt;fredda strada, stanotte&lt;br /&gt;e le persone stavano ballando &lt;br /&gt;sulla vibrazione della musica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e i ragazzi danno la caccia alle ragazze&lt;br /&gt;con i ricci nei capelli, mentre sconvolti, &lt;br /&gt;ci sono troppi posti a sedere laggiù&lt;br /&gt;e le canzoni aumentano di volume&lt;br /&gt;ognuna è meglio della precedente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e tu stai cantando la canzone&lt;br /&gt;pensando che questa è la vita&lt;br /&gt;e ti svegli in mattinata&lt;br /&gt;e i tuoi capelli hanno un volume&lt;br /&gt;doppio rispetto al solito&lt;br /&gt;dove andrai? dove andrai? dove dormirai stanotte?&lt;br /&gt;e tu stai cantando la canzone&lt;br /&gt;pensando che questa è la vita&lt;br /&gt;e ti svegli in mattinata&lt;br /&gt;e i tuoi capelli hanno un volume&lt;br /&gt;doppio rispetto al solito&lt;br /&gt;dove andrai? dove andrai? dove dormirai stanotte?&lt;br /&gt;dove dormirai stanotte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quindi stai percorrendo la strada&lt;br /&gt;nel tuo taxi per 4 (?)&lt;br /&gt;e stai aspettando fuori la porta di Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;ma nessuno è in casa e &lt;br /&gt;nessuno sarà a casa fino alle 4&lt;br /&gt;quindi ti siedi lì senza niente da fare&lt;br /&gt;parlando di Robert Ragger e &lt;br /&gt;la sua truppa con una gamba sola&lt;br /&gt;e dove andrai? dove dormirai stanotte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e tu stai cantando la canzone&lt;br /&gt;pensando che questa è la vita&lt;br /&gt;e ti svegli in mattinata&lt;br /&gt;e i tuoi capelli hanno un volume&lt;br /&gt;doppio rispetto al solito&lt;br /&gt;dove andrai? dove andrai? dove dormirai stanotte?&lt;br /&gt;e tu stai cantando la canzone&lt;br /&gt;pensando che questa è la vita&lt;br /&gt;e ti svegli in mattinata&lt;br /&gt;e i tuoi capelli hanno un volume&lt;br /&gt;doppio rispetto al solito&lt;br /&gt;dove andrai? dove andrai? dove dormirai stanotte?&lt;br /&gt;dove dormirai stanotte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e tu stai cantando la canzone&lt;br /&gt;pensando che questa è la vita&lt;br /&gt;e ti svegli in mattinata&lt;br /&gt;e i tuoi capelli hanno un volume&lt;br /&gt;doppio rispetto al solito&lt;br /&gt;dove andrai? dove andrai? dove dormirai stanotte?&lt;br /&gt;e tu stai cantando la canzone&lt;br /&gt;pensando che questa è la vita&lt;br /&gt;e ti svegli in mattinata&lt;br /&gt;e i tuoi capelli hanno un volume&lt;br /&gt;doppio rispetto al solito&lt;br /&gt;dove andrai? dove andrai? dove dormirai stanotte?&lt;br /&gt;dove dormirai stanotte?&lt;br /&gt;dove dormirai stanotte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-4089917168916055953?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4089917168916055953/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=4089917168916055953' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/4089917168916055953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/4089917168916055953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/12/amy-macdonald-this-is-life.html' title='Amy Macdonald - This is the life'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2578561308669469989</id><published>2008-12-11T18:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:21:11.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancesco Guccini - Canzone Delle Osterie Di Fuori Porta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_francesco_guccini_1655.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Francesco Guccini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_francesco_guccini_1655/testi_guccini_live_collection_-_disc_2_3635.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guccini Live Collection - Disc 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Canzone Delle Osterie Di Fuori Porta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mk5JGLdeSEM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mk5JGLdeSEM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--INIZIO TESTO--&gt;  &lt;a class="link" href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/landingtm.html" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sono ancora aperte come un tempo le osterie di fuori porta, &lt;br /&gt;ma la gente che ci andava a bere fuori o dentro è tutta morta: &lt;br /&gt;qualcuno è andato per età, qualcuno perchè già dottore &lt;br /&gt;e insegue una maturità, si è sposato, fa carriera ed è una morte un po' peggiore... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadon come foglie o gli ubriachi sulle strade che hanno scelto, &lt;br /&gt;delle rabbie antiche non rimane che una frase o qualche gesto, &lt;br /&gt;non so se scusano il passato per giovinezza o per errore, &lt;br /&gt;non so se ancora desto in loro, se m' incontrano per forza, la curiosità o il timore... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Io ora mi alzo tardi tutti i giorni, tiro sempre a far mattino, &lt;br /&gt;le carte poi il caffè della stazione per neutralizzare il vino, &lt;br /&gt;ma non ho scuse da portare, non dico più d'esser poeta, &lt;br /&gt;non ho utopie da realizzare: stare a letto il giorno dopo è forse l'unica mia meta... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si alza sempre lenta come un tempo l'alba magica in collina, &lt;br /&gt;ma non provo più quando la guardo quello che provavo prima. &lt;br /&gt;Ladri e profeti di futuro mi hanno portato via parecchio, &lt;br /&gt;il giorno è sempre un po' più oscuro, sarà forse perchè è storia, sarà forse perchè invecchio... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma le strade sono piene di una rabbia che ogni giorno urla più forte, &lt;br /&gt;son caduti i fiori e hanno lasciato solo simboli di morte. &lt;br /&gt;Dimmi se son da lapidare se mi nascondo sempre più, &lt;br /&gt;ma ognuno ha la sua pietra pronta e la prima, non negare, me la tireresti tu... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sono più famoso che in quel tempo quando tu mi conoscevi, &lt;br /&gt;non più amici, ho un pubblico che ascolta le canzoni in cui credevi &lt;br /&gt;e forse ridono di me, ma in fondo ho la coscienza pura, &lt;br /&gt;non rider tu se dico questo, ride chi ha nel cuore l'odio e nella mente la paura... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma non devi credere che questo abbia cambiato la mia vita, &lt;br /&gt;è una cosa piccola di ieri che domani è già finita. &lt;br /&gt;Son sempre qui a vivermi addosso, ho dai miei giorni quanto basta, &lt;br /&gt;ho dalla gloria quel che posso, cioè qualcosa che andrà presto, quasi come i soldi in tasca... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non lo crederesti ho quasi chiuso tutti gli usci all'avventura, &lt;br /&gt;non perchè metterò la testa a posto, ma per noia o per paura. &lt;br /&gt;Non passo notti disperate su quel che ho fatto o quel che ho avuto: &lt;br /&gt;le cose andate sono andate ed ho per unico rimorso le occasioni che ho perduto... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sono ancora aperte come un tempo le osterie di fuori porta, &lt;br /&gt;ma la gente che ci andava a bere fuori o dentro è tutta morta: &lt;br /&gt;qualcuno è andato per formarsi, chi per seguire la ragione, &lt;br /&gt;chi perchè stanco di giocare, bere il vino, sputtanarsi ed è una morte un po' peggiore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2578561308669469989?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2578561308669469989/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2578561308669469989' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2578561308669469989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2578561308669469989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/12/fancesco-guccini-canzone-delle-osterie.html' title='Fancesco Guccini - Canzone Delle Osterie Di Fuori Porta'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2796183267093655007</id><published>2008-12-09T11:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:05:01.985+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio deejay - A te deejay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Buon Natale...la canzone di radio Deejay anche quest'anno non poteva mancare!! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_elio_e_le_storie_tese_103.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Radio Deejay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A te deejay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fH64gAvJCKk&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fH64gAvJCKk&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="quadro23"&gt;A te che sei l'unica al mondo, l'unica canzone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; che ascolterei sempre da capo e poi di nuovo ancora,&lt;br /&gt;musica in volo dentro a un giorno pieno di parole&lt;br /&gt;il cuore al centro di una notte che non fa paura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A te che sei come una bimba dalle guance rosa&lt;br /&gt;come la mia ragazza e il sole sopra un cielo blu,&lt;br /&gt;a te che hai sempre il mega-ciclo ma non sei nervosa,&lt;br /&gt;a te che ascolto in diffusione e che rivedo in tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A te che suoni forte e chiaro che è una meraviglia,&lt;br /&gt;e io che provo a prender te come tu prendi me,&lt;br /&gt;fai scomparire tutto il grigio e mescoli i colori,&lt;br /&gt;la radio dentro la mia stanza e tutto il mondo fuori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A te che sei, semplicemente sei&lt;br /&gt;amica dei giorni miei, compagna dei giorni miei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A te che sei di una frequenza la modulazione,&lt;br /&gt;che sei presenza, voce e suono ideale per me&lt;br /&gt;una nazione intera dentro una radiostazione&lt;br /&gt;che mi cattura, mi sorride, che mi porta con sè&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A te che ascolto in motocarro, in treno e in torpedone&lt;br /&gt;dentro a un auto, in velocipede e sull'ovovia,&lt;br /&gt;che in certe zone non si sente e gira un po' il coglione&lt;br /&gt;ma spesso e volentieri torni in piena sintonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; E adesso che verrà l'inverno e tornerà Natale&lt;br /&gt;e attenderò la prima neve per giocarci con te,&lt;br /&gt;sui tetti bianchi, fra le antenne tu mia principessa&lt;br /&gt;che cambi un poco tutti i giorni e resti sempre la stessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A te che sei, semplicemente sei,&lt;br /&gt;amica dei giorni miei, compagna dei giorni miei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E poi lo sai&lt;br /&gt;ci sono cinque o sei&lt;br /&gt;motivi per cui farei&lt;br /&gt;Natale a Radio Deejay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Il primo è che ci arrivo in slitta con il panettone,&lt;br /&gt;tu già lo sai qual è il secondo: festeggiare con te.&lt;br /&gt;Terzo motivo è che mi sento ancora un bambinone,&lt;br /&gt;e che a Natale son contento senza un vero perchè.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Il quarto è che Babbo Natale canterà allo stadio,&lt;br /&gt;il quinto è che i Re Magi in coro si uniranno al refrain.&lt;br /&gt;Il sesto è una canzone che la sentirai alla radio,&lt;br /&gt;più che un motivo è un motivetto e fa all'incirca così.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (Fischiettando)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fiù fiù fiù fiù fiù fiù&lt;br /&gt;Fiù fiù fiù fiù fiù fiù&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l'ha scritta un vecchio amico che fa i dischi sopraffini,&lt;br /&gt;lo canteranno insieme belli, brutti e Cherubini,&lt;br /&gt;perchè il Natale sta arrivando e per fortuna che c'è.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; E a te che sei&lt;br /&gt;semplicemente sei&lt;br /&gt;sostanza dei giorni miei&lt;br /&gt;auguri Radio Deejay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; E a te che sei&lt;br /&gt;semplicemente sei&lt;br /&gt;sostanza dei giorni miei&lt;br /&gt;radio dei sogni&lt;br /&gt;(Charleston)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (Parlato) Auguri!&lt;br /&gt;Radio Deejay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2796183267093655007?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2796183267093655007/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2796183267093655007' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2796183267093655007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2796183267093655007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/12/radio-deejay-te-deejay.html' title='Radio deejay - A te deejay'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3211209902780153879</id><published>2008-12-03T17:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:16:46.539+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cidinho E Doca - Rap Das Armas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_cidinho_e_doca_44428.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cidinho E Doca&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_cidinho_e_doca_44428/testi_other_79385.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Rap Das Armas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/er5PTJtHRpM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/er5PTJtHRpM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parapapapapapapapapa&lt;br /&gt;Paparapaparapapara clack bum&lt;br /&gt;Parapapapapapapapapa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morro do Dendê é ruim de invadir&lt;br /&gt;Nois, com os Alemão, vamo se diverti&lt;br /&gt;Porque no Dendê eu vo dizer como é que é&lt;br /&gt;Aqui não tem mole nem pra DRE&lt;br /&gt;Pra subir aqui no moro até a BOPE treme&lt;br /&gt;Não tem mole pro exército civil nem pra PM&lt;br /&gt;Eu dou o maior conceito para os amigos meus&lt;br /&gt;Mais Morro Do Dendê Também é terra de Deus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fé em Deus, DJ&lt;br /&gt;Vamo lá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parapapapapapapapapa&lt;br /&gt;Parapapapapapapapapa&lt;br /&gt;Paparapaparapapara clack bum&lt;br /&gt;Parapapapapapapapapa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morro do Dendê é ruim de invadir&lt;br /&gt;Nois, com os alemão, vamo se diverti&lt;br /&gt;Porque no Dendê eu vo dizer como é que é&lt;br /&gt;Aqui não tem mole nem pra DRE&lt;br /&gt;Pra subir aqui no morro até a BOPE treme&lt;br /&gt;Não tem mole pro exército civil nem pra PM&lt;br /&gt;Eu dou o maior conceito para os amigos meus&lt;br /&gt;Mas morro do Dendê também é terra de Deus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem um de AR15 e outro de 12 na mão&lt;br /&gt;Vem mais um de pistola e outro com 2oitão&lt;br /&gt;Um vai de URU na frente escotando o camburão&lt;br /&gt;Tem mais dois na retaguarda mas tão de Crock na mão&lt;br /&gt;Amigos que eu não esqueço nem deixo pra depois&lt;br /&gt;Lá vem dois irmãozinho de 762&lt;br /&gt;Dando tiro pro alto só pra fazer teste&lt;br /&gt;De ina-ingratek, pisto-uzi ou de winchester&lt;br /&gt;É que eles são bandido ruim e ninguém trabalha&lt;br /&gt;De AK47 e na outra mão a metralha&lt;br /&gt;Esse rap é maneiro eu digo pra vocês,&lt;br /&gt;Quem é aqueles cara de M16&lt;br /&gt;A vizinhaça dessa massa já diz que não agüenta&lt;br /&gt;Nas entradas da favela já tem ponto 50&lt;br /&gt;E se tu toma um pá, será que você grita&lt;br /&gt;Seja de ponto 50 ou então de ponto 30&lt;br /&gt;Mas se for Alemão eu não deixo pra amanhã&lt;br /&gt;Acabo com o safado dou-lhe um tiro de pazã&lt;br /&gt;Porque esses Alemão são tudo safado&lt;br /&gt;Vem de garrucha velha dá dois tiro e sai voado&lt;br /&gt;E se não for de revolver eu quebro na porrada&lt;br /&gt;E finalizo o rap detonando de granada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parapapapapapapapapa, valeu&lt;br /&gt;Paparapaparapapara clack bum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem um de AR15 e outro de 12 na mão&lt;br /&gt;Vem mais um de pistola e outro com 2oitão&lt;br /&gt;Um de URU na frente escotando o camburão&lt;br /&gt;Tem mais dois na retaguarda mas tão de Crock na mão&lt;br /&gt;Amigos que eu não esqueço nem deixo pra depois&lt;br /&gt;Lá vem dois irmãozinho de 762&lt;br /&gt;Dando tiro pro alto só pra fazer teste&lt;br /&gt;De ina-ingratek, pisto uzi ou de winchester&lt;br /&gt;A vizinhaça dessa massa já diz que não agüenta&lt;br /&gt;Nas entradas da favela já tem ponto 50&lt;br /&gt;E se tu toma um pá será que você grita&lt;br /&gt;Seja de ponto 50 ou então de ponto 30&lt;br /&gt;Esse rap é maneiro eu digo pra vocês&lt;br /&gt;Quem é aqueles cara de M16&lt;br /&gt;Mas se for Alemão eu não deixo pra amanhã&lt;br /&gt;Acabo com o safado dou-lhe um tiro de pazã&lt;br /&gt;Porque esses Alemão são tudo safado&lt;br /&gt;Vem de garrucha velha dá dois tiro e sai voado&lt;br /&gt;E se não for de revolver eu quebro na porrada&lt;br /&gt;E finalizo o rap detonando de granada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parapapapapapapapapa&lt;br /&gt;Paparapaparapapara clack bum&lt;br /&gt;Parapapapapapapapapa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3211209902780153879?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3211209902780153879/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=3211209902780153879' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3211209902780153879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3211209902780153879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/12/cidinho-e-doca-rap-das-armas.html' title='Cidinho E Doca - Rap Das Armas'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-7434406685749788244</id><published>2008-11-30T22:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:08:14.249+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabrizio De andrè - Un chimico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_fabrizio_de_andre_1059.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fabrizio De Andrè&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_fabrizio_de_andre_1059/testi_non_al_denaro_non_allamore_ne_al_cielo_2815.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Non Al Denaro Non All'amore Nè Al Cielo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Un Chimico&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0I0fwOAABp0&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0I0fwOAABp0&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo la morte m'ha portato in collina&lt;br /&gt;un corpo fra i tanti a dar fosforo all'aria&lt;br /&gt;per bivacchi di fuochi che dicono fatui&lt;br /&gt;che non lasciano cenere, non sciolgon la brina.&lt;br /&gt;Solo la morte m'ha portato in collina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da chimico un giorno avevo il potere&lt;br /&gt;di sposare gli elementi e di farli reagire,&lt;br /&gt;ma gli uomini mai mi riuscì di capire&lt;br /&gt;perché si combinassero attraverso l'amore.&lt;br /&gt;Affidando ad un gioco la gioia e il dolore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guardate il sorriso guardate il colore&lt;br /&gt;come giocan sul viso di chi cerca l'amore:&lt;br /&gt;ma lo stesso sorriso lo stesso colore&lt;br /&gt;dove sono sul viso di chi ha avuto l'amore.&lt;br /&gt;Dove sono sul viso di chi ha avuto l'amore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;È strano andarsene senza soffrire,&lt;br /&gt;senza un voto di donna da dover ricordare.&lt;br /&gt;Ma è fosse diverso il vostro morire&lt;br /&gt;vuoi che uscite all'amore che cedete all'aprile.&lt;br /&gt;Cosa c'è di diverso nel vostro morire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primavera non bussa lei entra sicura&lt;br /&gt;come il fumo lei penetra in ogni fessura&lt;br /&gt;ha le labbra di carne i capelli di grano&lt;br /&gt;che paura, che voglia che ti prenda per mano.&lt;br /&gt;Che paura, che voglia che ti porti lontano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma guardate l'idrogeno tacere nel mare&lt;br /&gt;guardate l'ossigeno al suo fianco dormire:&lt;br /&gt;soltanto una legge che io riesco a capire&lt;br /&gt;ha potuto sposarli senza farli scoppiare.&lt;br /&gt;Soltanto la legge che io riesco a capire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui chimico e, no, non mi volli sposare.&lt;br /&gt;Non sapevo con chi e chi avrei generato:&lt;br /&gt;Son morto in un esperimento sbagliato&lt;br /&gt;proprio come gli idioti che muoion d'amore.&lt;br /&gt;E qualcuno dirà che c'è un modo migliore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-7434406685749788244?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7434406685749788244/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=7434406685749788244' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7434406685749788244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7434406685749788244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/fabrizio-de-andr-un-chimico.html' title='Fabrizio De andrè - Un chimico'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-1530389197676975407</id><published>2008-11-30T21:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:04:54.064+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Less than jake - The rest of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to Soft for the call!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&gt; The day the child realizes that all adults are imperfect, he becomes an adolescent; the day he forgives them, he become an adult (Alden Nowlan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_less_than_jake_2716.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Less Than Jake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_less_than_jake_2716/testi_absolution_for_idiots_and_addicts_%5Bep%5D_27930.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Absolution For Idiots And Addicts [EP]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;The Rest Of My Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DmqFgBEZf1k&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DmqFgBEZf1k&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep last Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Underneath polluted skies&lt;br /&gt;I walked alone on those Jersey nights, and I&lt;br /&gt;Saw the boardwalk start to fall&lt;br /&gt;The emptiness starts to drown&lt;br /&gt;The quiet corners off this town, and I...&lt;br /&gt;Late last night, I made my plans&lt;br /&gt;It was the only thing I felt I could do&lt;br /&gt;Said goodbye, to my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there's no one left to tell you the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna kill me: The rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Let me apologize while I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to face all of my past mistakes&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna kill me for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my all time low&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it feels so familiar&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it seems so familiar&lt;br /&gt;I feel like letting go&lt;br /&gt;And every second that goes by&lt;br /&gt;I'm screaming out for a second try&lt;br /&gt;Said goodbye, to my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there's no one left to tell you the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna kill me: The rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Let me apologize while I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to face all of my past mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I've got to live with them rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the mess I've made&lt;br /&gt;These are the words I can't erase&lt;br /&gt;This is my life support, shutting down, for the final time&lt;br /&gt;And it twists like a braid&lt;br /&gt;And kills me for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you won't forgive me&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Let me apologize while I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to face all of my past mistakes&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna kill me for the rest of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-1530389197676975407?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1530389197676975407/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=1530389197676975407' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1530389197676975407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1530389197676975407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/less-than-jake-rest-of-my-life.html' title='Less than jake - The rest of my life'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6559674187185243745</id><published>2008-11-25T12:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:25:26.572+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sum 41 - In too deep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_sum_41_322.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sum 41&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_sum_41_322/testi_all_killer_no_filler_1650.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All Killer No Filler&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;In Too Deep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bs59gOhx2Vg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bs59gOhx2Vg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--INIZIO TESTO--&gt;  &lt;a class="link" href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/suonerie_/suoneria_in_too_deep_.html" title="Suoneria In Too Deep" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/testitradotti/371.html" title="Traduzione In Too Deep" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Traduzione&lt;/b&gt; di In Too Deep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faster we're falling,&lt;br /&gt;We're stopping and stalling.&lt;br /&gt;We're running in circles again&lt;br /&gt;Just as things we're looking up&lt;br /&gt;You said it wasn't good enough.&lt;br /&gt;But still we're trying one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're just trying too hard.&lt;br /&gt;When really it's closer than it is too far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep,&lt;br /&gt;Up above in my head, instead of going under.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep,&lt;br /&gt;Up above in my head, instead of going under.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like each time&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you I lose my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm bending over backwards to relate.&lt;br /&gt;It's one thing to complain&lt;br /&gt;But when you're driving me insane&lt;br /&gt;Well then I think it's time that we took a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're just trying too hard.&lt;br /&gt;When really it's closer than it is too far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep,&lt;br /&gt;Up above in my head, instead of going under.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep,&lt;br /&gt;Up above in my head, instead of going under.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going under.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going under.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sit back and wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;It took so long for this to die.&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it when you fake it.&lt;br /&gt;You can't hide it you might as well embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;So believe me it's not easy.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that something's telling me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep,&lt;br /&gt;Up above in my head, instead of going under.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep,&lt;br /&gt;Up above in my head, instead of going under.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going under.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going under again.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going under.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going under again.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going under again.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going under again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6559674187185243745?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6559674187185243745/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6559674187185243745' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6559674187185243745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6559674187185243745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/sum-41-in-too-deep.html' title='Sum 41 - In too deep'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-15728663539330584</id><published>2008-11-23T01:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T01:55:48.638+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Giuliano Palma &amp; the Bluebeaters - Pensiero D'amore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_giuliano_palma_e_the_bluebeaters_4999.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giuliano Palma &amp;amp; The Bluebeaters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_giuliano_palma_e_the_bluebeaters_4999/testi_boogaloo_69561.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boogaloo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Pensiero D'amore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z4AgtV2bCQw&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z4AgtV2bCQw&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stasera voglio farti un regalo&lt;br /&gt;che ti faccia ricordare&lt;br /&gt;chi scordarti non sa.&lt;br /&gt;Ho sentito questo disco suonare&lt;br /&gt;l'ho comprato per te,&lt;br /&gt;perché pensi un poco a me.&lt;br /&gt;Questo disco è il mio pensiero d'amore&lt;br /&gt;per te, per te.&lt;br /&gt;Ogni volta che lo senti suonare&lt;br /&gt;pensa a me, a me.&lt;br /&gt;Accetta questo regalo&lt;br /&gt;se il mio amore non vuoi questo almeno vorrai.&lt;br /&gt;Un regalo non si butta mai via,&lt;br /&gt;quando sola resterai&lt;br /&gt;potrà farti compagnia.&lt;br /&gt;Questo disco è il mio pensiero d'amore&lt;br /&gt;per te, per te.&lt;br /&gt;Anche se non potrà farti tornare&lt;br /&gt;con me, con me.&lt;br /&gt;Come passi adesso le tue serate&lt;br /&gt;cosa fai, con chi sei&lt;br /&gt;sei felice con lui?&lt;br /&gt;Ma se un dubbio ti riporta al passato&lt;br /&gt;dove sono lo sai,&lt;br /&gt;puoi chiamarmi se vuoi.&lt;br /&gt;Questo disco è il mio pensiero d'amore&lt;br /&gt;per te, per te.&lt;br /&gt;Ogni volta che lo senti suonare&lt;br /&gt;pensa a me, a me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-15728663539330584?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6447666532284514056</id><published>2008-11-20T22:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:53:24.525+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkin park - Leave Out All The Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_linkin_park_1041.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linkin Park&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_linkin_park_1041/testi_minutes_to_midnight_43782.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minutes To Midnight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Leave Out All The Rest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sl02FgOuG0c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sl02FgOuG0c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/testitradotti/2899.html" title="Traduzione Leave Out All The Rest" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Traduzione&lt;/b&gt; di Leave Out All The Rest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed I was missing&lt;br /&gt;You were so scared&lt;br /&gt;But no one would listen&lt;br /&gt;Cause no one else cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I woke with this fear&lt;br /&gt;What am I leaving&lt;br /&gt;When I'm done here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're asking me&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes&lt;br /&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br /&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't resent me&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;[End Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;I've taking my beating&lt;br /&gt;I've shared what I've been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm strong on the surface&lt;br /&gt;Not all the way through&lt;br /&gt;I've never been perfect&lt;br /&gt;But neither have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're asking me&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes&lt;br /&gt;Forget the wrong that ive done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br /&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;[End Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting &lt;br /&gt;All the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;You've learned to hide so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending&lt;br /&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes&lt;br /&gt;Forget the wrong that ive done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br /&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting &lt;br /&gt;All the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;You've learned to hide so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending&lt;br /&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6447666532284514056?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6447666532284514056/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6447666532284514056' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6447666532284514056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6447666532284514056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/linkin-park-leave-out-all-rest.html' title='Linkin park - Leave Out All The Rest'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-5676146860885606934</id><published>2008-11-18T12:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T12:05:49.471+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Davide Van De Sfroos - La Balera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_davide_van_de_sfroos_4035.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Davide Van De Sfroos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_davide_van_de_sfroos_4035/testi_laiv_cd_1_12052.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Laiv (Cd 1)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;La Balera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tZEfms210ic&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tZEfms210ic&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--INIZIO TESTO--&gt;  &lt;a class="link" href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/landingtm.html" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulènta e Missultèn, butèglia dissanguada&lt;br /&gt;urchestra de ciuchèe e danza indemuniàda&lt;br /&gt;là nella balèra gira la nòcc&lt;br /&gt;la gira, la bàla, la maja urelògg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la fisarmonica bùfa, e pö la ciàpa fiaa&lt;br /&gt;mazürka de marziani süta i lüüs culuràa&lt;br /&gt;la gòna la se svòlza, se veed la giarrettiera&lt;br /&gt;ghe bòrlen föe anca i öcc all'òmm in canottiera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mi conceda questo ballo..."&lt;br /&gt;(che bel cüü, che bel cüü!)&lt;br /&gt;"Ma sono qui con il maresciallo!"&lt;br /&gt;(bon per lüü, bon per lüü!)&lt;br /&gt;"Signorina ha dei bei occhi"&lt;br /&gt;(ma anca el cüü, ma anca el cüü!)&lt;br /&gt;"Sì, però lei non mi tocchi..."&lt;br /&gt;(Oh Gesü, oh Gesü!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E danza la sottana, danza la canottiera&lt;br /&gt;lei sa di bagnoschiuma, lui puzza di barbera&lt;br /&gt;"Signorina in questi anni dove si era nascondùta&lt;br /&gt;una donna come lei l'ho mai gnache cognossùta"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mi conceda questo ballo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E gli occhi fanno "PAAK...!"come due bocce in campo&lt;br /&gt;si incontrano a metà e fan partire un lampo&lt;br /&gt;Lei che è figlia di signori balla con un contadino&lt;br /&gt;sembra un albero sudato ma lo vuole più vicino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Son contenta di ballare!"&lt;br /&gt;(che bei spàll, che bei spàll!)&lt;br /&gt;"anche a me mi fa piacere!"&lt;br /&gt;(föe di bàll el maresciàll!")&lt;br /&gt;"non mi voglio più fermare.."&lt;br /&gt;(gnanca me, gnanca me!)&lt;br /&gt;"e lo voglio anche baciare"&lt;br /&gt;(me par propi un bèll mestee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-5676146860885606934?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5676146860885606934/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=5676146860885606934' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/5676146860885606934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/5676146860885606934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/artista-davide-van-de-sfroos-album-laiv.html' title='Davide Van De Sfroos - La Balera'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-8878515999791062114</id><published>2008-11-12T13:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:55:14.083+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Francesco Guccini - Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_francesco_guccini_1655.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Francesco Guccini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_francesco_guccini_1655/testi_guccini_live_collection_-_disc_2_3635.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guccini Live Collection - Disc 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Farewell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aRko1Ix516g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aRko1Ix516g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sorridevi e sapevi sorridere coi tuoi vent\' anni portati così, &lt;br /&gt;come si porta un maglione sformato su un paio di jeans; &lt;br /&gt;come si sente la voglia di vivere &lt;br /&gt;che scoppia un giorno e non spieghi il perchè: &lt;br /&gt;un pensiero cullato o un amore che è nato e non sai che cos'è. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giorni lunghi fra ieri e domani, giorni strani, &lt;br /&gt;giorni a chiedersi tutto cos\' era, vedersi ogni sera; &lt;br /&gt;ogni sera passare su a prenderti con quel mio buffo montone orientale, &lt;br /&gt;ogni sera là, a passo di danza, a salire le scale &lt;br /&gt;e sentire i tuoi passi che arrivano, il ticchettare del tuo buonumore, (tintinnare)&lt;br /&gt;quando aprivi la porta il sorriso ogni volta mi entrava nel cuore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi giù al bar dove ci si ritrova, nostra alcova, &lt;br /&gt;era tanto potere parlarci, giocare a guardarci, &lt;br /&gt;tra gli amici che ridono e suonano attorno ai tavoli pieni di vino, &lt;br /&gt;religione del tirare tardi e aspettare mattino; &lt;br /&gt;e una notte lasciasti portarti via, solo la nebbia e noi due in sentinella, (poi)&lt;br /&gt;la città addormentata non era mai stata così tanto bella. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era facile vivere allora ogni ora, &lt;br /&gt;chitarre e lampi di storie fugaci, di amori rapaci, &lt;br /&gt;e ogni notte inventarsi una fantasia da bravi figli dell'epoca nuova, &lt;br /&gt;ogni notte sembravi chiamare la vita a una prova. &lt;br /&gt;Ma stupiti e felici scoprimmo che era nato qualcosa più in fondo, &lt;br /&gt;ci sembrava d'avere trovato la chiave segreta del mondo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non fu facile volersi bene, restare assieme &lt;br /&gt;o pensare d'avere un domani e stare lontani; &lt;br /&gt;tutti e due a immaginarsi: "Con chi sarà?" In ogni cosa un pensiero costante, (domandarsi)&lt;br /&gt;un ricordo lucente e durissimo come il diamante (pensiero)&lt;br /&gt;e a ogni passo lasciare portarci via da un' emozione non piena, non colta: (di notte) (lasciarci portare)&lt;br /&gt;rivedersi era come rinascere ancora una volta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ogni storia ha la stessa illusione, sua conclusione, (conclusione) (illusione)&lt;br /&gt;e il peccato fu creder speciale una storia normale. &lt;br /&gt;Ora il tempo ci usura e ci stritola in ogni giorno che passa correndo, &lt;br /&gt;sembra quasi che ironico scruti e ci guardi irridendo. &lt;br /&gt;E davvero non siamo più quegli eroi pronti assieme a affrontare ogni impresa; &lt;br /&gt;siamo come due foglie aggrappate su un ramo in attesa. (solo) (ad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The triangle tingles and the trumpet plays slow"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell, non pensarci e perdonami se ti ho portato via un poco d'estate &lt;br /&gt;con qualcosa di fragile come le storie passate: &lt;br /&gt;forse un tempo poteva commuoverti, ma ora è inutile credo, perchè &lt;br /&gt;ogni volta che piangi e che ridi non piangi e non ridi con me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-8878515999791062114?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8878515999791062114/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=8878515999791062114' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8878515999791062114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8878515999791062114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/francesco-guccini-farewell.html' title='Francesco Guccini - Farewell'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3323724481442052060</id><published>2008-11-11T12:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:30:15.881+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Seth Lakeman - Lady of the sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://angolotesti.leonardo.it/S/testi_canzoni_seth_lakeman_9770/" class="linkartista"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seth Lakeman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album:   &lt;a href="http://angolotesti.leonardo.it/S/testi_canzoni_seth_lakeman_9770/" class="linkartista"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Freedom Fields&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;span class="linkartista"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lady Of The Sea (Hear Her Calling)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RnSI9JaHjvs&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RnSI9JaHjvs&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="testo"&gt;Out of the moonlight in the month of May,&lt;br /&gt;This ship would take her last breath.&lt;br /&gt;Her full mast it was draping,&lt;br /&gt;Like a mermaid she was dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her lonely heart is setting free,&lt;br /&gt;All her cares they went sailing out to sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those people gathered round,&lt;br /&gt;Flocked to view that lovely sight.&lt;br /&gt;All young maidens came to town,&lt;br /&gt;They waved her out into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to clear the rocks with swelling&lt;br /&gt;sails,&lt;br /&gt;The ocean beat her everytime,&lt;br /&gt;And with a crack her body failed.&lt;br /&gt;Sea engulfed and filled our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the news returned to the town,&lt;br /&gt;Every maid sat on the pier,&lt;br /&gt;With lovers lost and fathers never found,&lt;br /&gt;For now that mermaid`s dressed in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her lonely heart has set us free,&lt;br /&gt;As all our prayers they went sailing out to&lt;br /&gt;sea.&lt;br /&gt;You can hear her calling,&lt;br /&gt;Now that mermaid`s dressed in tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3323724481442052060?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3323724481442052060/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=3323724481442052060' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3323724481442052060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3323724481442052060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/seth-lakeman-lady-of-sea.html' title='Seth Lakeman - Lady of the sea'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-971715012256215770</id><published>2008-11-11T12:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:18:31.795+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabrizio De Andrè - La città vecchia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_fabrizio_de_andre_1059.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fabrizio De Andrè&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_fabrizio_de_andre_1059/testi_canzoni_2838.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canzoni&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;La Città Vecchia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sgd3Pc6SE-8&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sgd3Pc6SE-8&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nei quartieri dove il sole del buon Dio non dà i suoi raggi &lt;br /&gt;ha già troppi impegni per scaldar la gente d'altri paraggi, &lt;br /&gt;una bimba canta la canzone antica della donnaccia &lt;br /&gt;quello che ancor non sai tu lo imparerai solo qui tra le mie braccia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se alla sua età le difetterà la competenza &lt;br /&gt;presto affinerà le capacità con l'esperienza &lt;br /&gt;dove sono andati i tempi di una volta per Giunone &lt;br /&gt;quando ci voleva per fare il mestiere anche un po' di vocazione. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una gamba qua, una gamba là, gonfi di vino &lt;br /&gt;quattro pensionati mezzo avvelenati al tavolino &lt;br /&gt;li troverai là, col tempo che fa, estate e inverno &lt;br /&gt;a stratracannare a stramaledire le donne, il tempo ed il governo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loro cercan là, la felicità dentro a un bicchiere &lt;br /&gt;per dimenticare d'esser stati presi per il sedere &lt;br /&gt;ci sarà allegria anche in agonia col vino forte &lt;br /&gt;porteran sul viso l'ombra di un sorriso tra le braccia della morte. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vecchio professore cosa vai cercando in quel portone &lt;br /&gt;forse quella che sola ti può dare una lezione &lt;br /&gt;quella che di giorno chiami con disprezzo pubblica moglie &lt;br /&gt;quella che di notte stabilisce il prezzo alle tue voglie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu la cercherai, tu la invocherai più di una notte &lt;br /&gt;ti alzerai disfatto rimandando tutto al ventisette &lt;br /&gt;quando incasserai delapiderai mezza pensione &lt;br /&gt;diecimila lire per sentirti dire "micio bello e bamboccione". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se ti inoltrerai lungo le calate dei vecchi moli &lt;br /&gt;In quell'aria spessa carica di sale, gonfia di odori &lt;br /&gt;lì ci troverai i ladri gli assassini e il tipo strano &lt;br /&gt;quello che ha venduto per tremila lire sua madre a un nano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tu penserai, se giudicherai &lt;br /&gt;da buon borghese &lt;br /&gt;li condannerai a cinquemila anni più le spese &lt;br /&gt;ma se capirai, se li cercherai fino in fondo &lt;br /&gt;se non sono gigli son pur sempre figli &lt;br /&gt;vittime di questo mondo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-971715012256215770?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/971715012256215770/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=971715012256215770' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/971715012256215770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/971715012256215770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/fabrizio-de-andr-la-citt-vecchia.html' title='Fabrizio De Andrè - La città vecchia'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6687009282200449500</id><published>2008-10-27T15:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:04:51.339+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloud cult - The deaf girl's song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artist: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/cloud_cult_lyrics_21066/" title="Cloud Cult lyrics"&gt;Cloud Cult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/cloud_cult_lyrics_21066/lyrics_51723/" title="Cloud Cult Other lyrics"&gt;The meaning of 8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: The Deaf Girl's Song  &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmania.com/print/541720.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BFyMQQgk-MA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BFyMQQgk-MA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear about the deaf girl&lt;br /&gt;The one who sang a silent song&lt;br /&gt;Although it's totally quiet&lt;br /&gt;You can't help but hum along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear about the deaf girl&lt;br /&gt;The one who wrote the silent CD&lt;br /&gt;Although there's nothing to hear&lt;br /&gt;I swear that there are things to be seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll make the world stand still&lt;br /&gt;She'll make the world stand still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone sing us a song&lt;br /&gt;That makes us feel like raspberries in the middle of June&lt;br /&gt;When the garden's just getting going Someone sing us a song&lt;br /&gt;That makes us feel like the coolest kid on the first day of school&lt;br /&gt;You're as big as you're gonna get but you're still growing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear about the deaf girl&lt;br /&gt;The one whose song's gone number one&lt;br /&gt;Three minutes of silence on the radio&lt;br /&gt;It's the best damn gift for everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear about the deaf girl&lt;br /&gt;The one who made everything clear&lt;br /&gt;If we could just shut up for a second&lt;br /&gt;My darling, my dear, we might actually hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made the world stand still&lt;br /&gt;She made the world stand still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone sing us a song&lt;br /&gt;That makes us feel like the dead are breathing birthday balloons&lt;br /&gt;And they blow and they blow and they blow&lt;br /&gt;And someone sing us a song&lt;br /&gt;That makes us feel like the fourth of July and New Year's Eve&lt;br /&gt;Are making love in the snow&lt;br /&gt;Ah-oh, ah-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6687009282200449500?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6687009282200449500/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6687009282200449500' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6687009282200449500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6687009282200449500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/10/cloud-cult-deaf-girls-song.html' title='Cloud cult - The deaf girl&apos;s song'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-7233637429726141166</id><published>2008-10-27T14:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:00:14.617+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandabardò - Manifesto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_bandabardo_1535.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BandaBardò&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_bandabardo_1535/testi_se_mi_rilasso_collasso_3396.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se Mi Rilasso... Collasso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Manifesto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v88Slqhqagc&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v88Slqhqagc&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oggi non lavoro, oggi non mi vesto&lt;br /&gt;resto nudo e manifesto&lt;br /&gt;Sono fuori dal coro, nettamente diverso&lt;br /&gt;le mode se ne vanno, io resto! e manifesto!&lt;br /&gt;contro! ogni occasione è persa&lt;br /&gt;i calci di rigore sulla traversa&lt;br /&gt;Resto nudo e manifesto - Faccio un gesto e manifesto - Oggi guardo il cielo..&lt;br /&gt;Penso a meno stress e più farfalle, menochiacchere alle spalle&lt;br /&gt;Non ho più silenzio, non ho più un pretesto&lt;br /&gt;gli eroi se ne vanno, io resto! e manifesto!&lt;br /&gt;contro! ogni occasione persa&lt;br /&gt;i calci di rigore sulla traversa&lt;br /&gt;contro! paramoie e tempeste&lt;br /&gt;rimanere fuori dalla feste&lt;br /&gt;Resto nudo e manifesto - Faccio un gesto e manifesto - Oggi guardo il cielo&lt;br /&gt;Resto nudo e manifesto - Faccio un gesto e manifesto - Oggi guardo il cielo&lt;br /&gt;Resto nudo e manifesto - Faccio un gesto e manifesto - Oggi guardo il cielo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-7233637429726141166?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7233637429726141166/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=7233637429726141166' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7233637429726141166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7233637429726141166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/10/bandabard-manifesto.html' title='Bandabardò - Manifesto'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-372567864295353958</id><published>2008-10-23T00:00:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:09:09.187+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ottavo fuori tema</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ecco cosa prevedeva il programma del pdl per le scuole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Scuola, università, ricerca e cultura&lt;br /&gt;- Ripresa nella scuola, per gli alunni e per gli insegnanti, delle “3 i”:&lt;br /&gt;  inglese, impresa, informatica;&lt;br /&gt;- difesa del nostro patrimonio linguistico, delle nostre tradizioni&lt;br /&gt;  e delle nostre culture anche per favorire l’integrazione degli stranieri;&lt;br /&gt;- attuazione per la prima volta in Italia del disposto dell’articolo 34&lt;br /&gt;  della Costituzione: “I capaci e meritevoli anche se privi di mezzi,&lt;br /&gt;  hanno diritto di raggiungere i gradi più alti degli studi”;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;commisurazione degli aumenti retributivi a criteri meritocratici&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   con riconoscimenti agli insegnanti più preparati e più impegnati&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;- libera, graduale e progressiva trasformazione delle Università&lt;br /&gt;  in Fondazioni associative, aperte ai contributi dei territori, della società&lt;br /&gt;  civile e delle imprese, garantendo a tutti il diritto allo studio;&lt;br /&gt;- rafforzamento della competizione tra atenei, premiando qualità&lt;br /&gt;  e risultati;&lt;br /&gt;- realizzazione dei “Fondi dei fondi” &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;per finanziare gli investimenti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   in ricerca&lt;/span&gt; sul modello di quanto realizzato in Francia;&lt;br /&gt;- inserimento graduale e progressivo della detassazione degli utili&lt;br /&gt;  reinvestiti in ricerca ed innovazione tecnologica;&lt;br /&gt;- legge quadro per lo spettacolo dal vivo (teatro, musica, danza)&lt;br /&gt;  e per promuovere la creatività italiana in tutti i campi dello spettacolo,&lt;br /&gt;  dell’arte e della multimedialità;&lt;br /&gt;- promozione delle “cittadelle della cultura e della ricerca”,&lt;br /&gt;  con il concorso del pubblico e dei privati, per lo studio delle eccellenze&lt;br /&gt;  italiane e lo sviluppo di piani e strategie per la valorizzazione&lt;br /&gt;  delle produzioni tradizionali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ecco invece con   la   legge   133/2008 cosa   si   vuole fare:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Ridurre i fondi alle università di 500 milioni di euro nei prossimi tre anni, ma la cifra sale ad 1 miliardo 441 milioni e 500 mila euro se si considerano i prossimi 5 anni fino al 2013 (art.66 comma 13) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Aumentare il peso dei privati nella gestione e amministrazione degli atenei e anche nella formazione universitaria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Limitare il turnover al 10% per il 2009, al 20% per il 2010/2011, e 50% per quello 2012/2013 (art. 66 commi 3, 7 e 9) dei pensionamenti, questo vuol dire che i giovani ricercatori non avranno carriera (quindi oltre a dover fuggire all’estero per mancanza di lavoro, “fuga dei cervelli”, ora dovranno fuggire all’estero molto prima…). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Riduzione del personale, che non significa solo meno spesa, ma anche meno servizi per tutti (che già in alcuni casi non sono di livello alto quindi figuriamoci…) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-La possibilità per tutti gli Atenei, che siano “in rosso” o no, di trasformarsi in fondazioni, ciò significa PIU’ TASSE PER TUTTI perché un privato non è tenuto a rispettare il tetto del 20% sul Fondo Finanziario Ordinario dell’università. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-le fondazioni private diventano proprietarie di tutto ciò che prima era dell'Ateneo, COMPRESI GLI IMMOBILI, senza alcun onere (articolo 16, comma 2); &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- lo statuto di ogni singola fondazione può prevedere l'ingresso di soggetti privati nel CdA (art 16, comma 6); &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- lo stesso statuto sancisce, senza alcun quadro normativo nazionale, le regole da applicare in campo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-finanziario&amp;amp;contabile   =   tasse   (art   16,   commi   6   e   7),  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-gestionale&amp;amp;organizzativo&amp;amp;amminis trativo = possibile chiusura corsi e facoltà "non redditizi" o "scomodi" (art 16, commi 6 e &lt;/span&gt;7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;se poi parliamo del maestro unico alle elementari che ci porta indietro di venti anni possiamo capire come, senza fare polemica politica, questo governo stia penalizzando l’istruzione e la ricerca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Giudicate voi, io non ne ho il tempo, visto che sono troppo impegnato a vergognarmi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-372567864295353958?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/372567864295353958/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=372567864295353958' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/372567864295353958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/372567864295353958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/10/ottavo-fuori-tema.html' title='Ottavo fuori tema'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3883721958512540204</id><published>2008-10-17T21:17:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T21:19:20.215+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiorella Mannoia - Il cielo d'Irlanda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_fiorella_mannoia_1977.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fiorella Mannoia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_fiorella_mannoia_1977/testi_canzoni_nel_tempo_73274.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canzoni Nel Tempo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Il Cielo D’ Irlanda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5_331AAH704&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5_331AAH704&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il cielo d'Irlanda è un oceano di nuvole e luce&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda è un tappeto che corre veloce&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda ha i tuoi occhi se guardi lassù&lt;br /&gt;ti annega di verde e ti copre di blu&lt;br /&gt;ti copre di verde e ti annega di blu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il cielo d'Irlanda si sfama di muschio e di lana&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda si spulcia i capelli alla luna&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda è un gregge che pascola in cielo&lt;br /&gt;si ubriaca di stelle di notte e il mattino è leggero&lt;br /&gt;si ubriaca di stelle e il mattino è leggero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dal Donegal alle isole Aran&lt;br /&gt;e da Dublino fino al Connemara&lt;br /&gt;dovunque tu stia viaggiando con zingari o re&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda si muove con te&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda è dentro di te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il cielo d'Irlanda è un enorme cappello di pioggia&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda è un bambino che dorme sulla spiaggia&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda a volte fa il mondo in bianco e nero&lt;br /&gt;ma dopo un momento i colori li fa brillare più del vero&lt;br /&gt;ma dopo un momento li fa brillare più del vero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il cielo d'Irlanda è una donna che cambia spesso d'umore&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda è una gonna che gira nel sole&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda è Dio che suona la fisarmonica&lt;br /&gt;si apre e si chiude con il ritmo della musica&lt;br /&gt;si apre e si chiude con il ritmo della musica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dal Donegal alle isole Aran&lt;br /&gt;e da Dublino fino al Connemara&lt;br /&gt;dovunque tu stia viaggiando con zingari o re&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda si muove con te&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda è dentro di te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dovunque tu stia bevendo con zingari o re&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda è dentro di te&lt;br /&gt;il cielo d'Irlanda è dentro di te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3883721958512540204?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3883721958512540204/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=3883721958512540204' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3883721958512540204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3883721958512540204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/10/fiorella-mannoia-il-cielo-dirlanda.html' title='Fiorella Mannoia - Il cielo d&apos;Irlanda'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2817873823465981082</id><published>2008-10-13T14:16:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:30:23.721+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Trashmen - Surfing bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Non credo ci sia bisogno della traduzione questa volta....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_coldplay_71.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trashmen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Surfing bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZThquH5t0ow&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZThquH5t0ow&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A-well-a everybody's heard about the bird&lt;br /&gt;B-b-b-bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a don't you know about the bird?&lt;br /&gt;Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A-well-a everybody's heard about the bird&lt;br /&gt;Bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a don't you know about the bird?&lt;br /&gt;Well, everybody's talking about the bird!&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Surfin' bird&lt;br /&gt;Bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb... [retching noises]... aaah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-&lt;br /&gt;Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Papa-ooma-mow-mow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-oom-oom-oom&lt;br /&gt;Oom-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Papa-a-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Papa-oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;Well don't you know about the bird?&lt;br /&gt;Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!&lt;br /&gt;A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word&lt;/p&gt;Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E questa è una chicca dritta dritta dagli states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aaa6d4335a755ea3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daaa6d4335a755ea3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330053331%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6BD16DAA146364F0A575FD1DA1773D9ACB9346EE.526D60B9F4D990BB1B8E494F1A3B1F0A72956B0B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daaa6d4335a755ea3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUWp5qzuYMRzAE6swIglClppxF8M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2817873823465981082?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=aaa6d4335a755ea3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2817873823465981082/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2817873823465981082' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2817873823465981082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2817873823465981082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/10/trashmen-surfing-bird.html' title='Trashmen - Surfing bird'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-1782411231700020452</id><published>2008-10-13T09:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:21:00.885+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Foo fighters - The pretender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_foo_fighters_122.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Foo Fighters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_foo_fighters_122/testi_echoes,_silence,_patience_e_grace_69954.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Echoes, Silence, Patience &amp;amp; Grace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;The Pretender&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TVboOdX9icA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TVboOdX9icA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep you in the dark you know they all pretend&lt;br /&gt;Keep you in the dark and so it all began&lt;br /&gt;Send in your skeletons&lt;br /&gt;Sing as their bones go marching in again&lt;br /&gt;They need you buried deep&lt;br /&gt;The secrets that you keep are ever ready&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready&lt;br /&gt;I'm finished making sense&lt;br /&gt;Done bleeding ignorance at home defense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinning and spinning deeper&lt;br /&gt;The wheel is spinning me&lt;br /&gt;It's never ending&lt;br /&gt;Never ending&lt;br /&gt;Same old story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not like the others&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays&lt;br /&gt;You're the pretender&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I will never surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In time or so I'm told&lt;br /&gt;I'm just another soul for sale&lt;br /&gt;Oh well&lt;br /&gt;The page is out of print&lt;br /&gt;We are not permanent&lt;br /&gt;Temporary&lt;br /&gt;Temporary&lt;br /&gt;Same old story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not like the others&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays&lt;br /&gt;You're the pretender&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I will never surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the voice inside your head&lt;br /&gt;You refuse to hear&lt;br /&gt;I'm the face that you have to face&lt;br /&gt;Mirroring your stare&lt;br /&gt;I'm what's left&lt;br /&gt;I'm what's right&lt;br /&gt;I'm the enemy&lt;br /&gt;I'm the hand that took you down&lt;br /&gt;Bring you to your knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who are you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah who are you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah who are you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah who are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep you in the dark you know they all pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not like the others&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays&lt;br /&gt;You're the pretender&lt;br /&gt;What if I say I will never surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who are you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah who are you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah who are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo Tradotto: &lt;b&gt;Quella Che Finge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti tengono nell'oscurità, sai che fingono tutti&lt;br /&gt;ti tengono nell’oscurità e così è iniziato tutto&lt;br /&gt;mandi avanti i tuoi scheletri&lt;br /&gt;canti mentre le loro ossa arrivano marciando, ancora&lt;br /&gt;il bisogno che hai seppellito in profondità&lt;br /&gt;i segreti che mantieni sono pronti come mai prima d'ora&lt;br /&gt;sei pronto?&lt;br /&gt;ho finito di dire cose sensate&lt;br /&gt;ho smesso di usare l’ignoranza come scusa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girando e rigirando nel profondo,&lt;br /&gt;la ruota mi fa girare e non si ferma mai,&lt;br /&gt;non si ferma mai&lt;br /&gt;è la solita vecchia storia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e se ti dicessi che non sono come gli altri?&lt;br /&gt;e se ti dicessi che non sono solo un'altra delle tue recite?&lt;br /&gt;sei tu quella che finge&lt;br /&gt;e se ti dicessi che non mi arrenderò mai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;col passar del tempo, o almeno così mi hanno detto&lt;br /&gt;sarò soltanto un’altra anima in vendita&lt;br /&gt;questa pagina è fuori commercio&lt;br /&gt;non siamo permanenti, temporanei, temporanei,&lt;br /&gt;è la solita vecchia storia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e se ti dicessi che non sono come gli altri?&lt;br /&gt;e se ti dicessi che non sono solo un'altra delle tue recite?&lt;br /&gt;sei tu quella che finge&lt;br /&gt;e se ti dicessi che non mi arrenderò mai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sono la voce nella tua testa&lt;br /&gt;quella che tu rifiuti di sentire&lt;br /&gt;sono il viso che devi affrontare&lt;br /&gt;quello che rispecchia il tuo sguardo&lt;br /&gt;sono ciò che rimane, sono ciò che è giusto,&lt;br /&gt;sono il nemico, sono la mano che ti ha fatto cadere,&lt;br /&gt;che ti ha messo in ginocchio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunque, tu chi sei?&lt;br /&gt;sì, chi sei? chi sei? chi sei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ti tengono nell'oscurità, sai che fingono tutti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e se ti dicessi che non sono come gli altri?&lt;br /&gt;e se ti dicessi che non sono solo un'altra delle tue recite?&lt;br /&gt;sei tu quella che finge&lt;br /&gt;e se ti dicessi che non mi arrenderò mai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunque, tu chi sei?&lt;br /&gt;sì, chi sei? chi sei? chi sei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-1782411231700020452?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1782411231700020452/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=1782411231700020452' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1782411231700020452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1782411231700020452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/10/foo-fighters-pretender.html' title='Foo fighters - The pretender'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2224787596200467515</id><published>2008-10-04T16:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:14:35.565+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Oldfield - Moonlight shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_mike_oldfield_1669.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mike Oldfield&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_mike_oldfield_1669/testi_crises_13498.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crises&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Moonlight Shadow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8bOLkPbPCbk&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8bOLkPbPCbk&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(feat. Maggie Reilly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last that ever she saw him,&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow.&lt;br /&gt;He passed on worried and warning,&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow.&lt;br /&gt;Lost in a riddle that Saturday night,&lt;br /&gt;Far away on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight&lt;br /&gt;And she couldn't find how to push through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees that whisper in the evening,&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow.&lt;br /&gt;Sing a song of sorrow and grieving,&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow.&lt;br /&gt;All she saw was a silhouette of a gun,&lt;br /&gt;Far away on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;He was shot six times by a man on the run&lt;br /&gt;And she couldn't find how to push through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Chorus ]&lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray&lt;br /&gt;See you in heaven far away.&lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray&lt;br /&gt;See you in heaven one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four a.m. in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow.&lt;br /&gt;I watched your vision forming,&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow.&lt;br /&gt;Stars roll slowly in a silvery night,&lt;br /&gt;Far away on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;Will you come to terms with me this night,&lt;br /&gt;But she couldn't find how to push through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Repeat Chorus ]&lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray&lt;br /&gt;See you in heaven far away.&lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray&lt;br /&gt;See you in heaven one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far away on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught in the middle of a hundred and five.&lt;br /&gt;The night was heavy and the air was alive,&lt;br /&gt;But she couldn't find how to push through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray&lt;br /&gt;See you in heaven far away.&lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray&lt;br /&gt;See you in heaven one day.&lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray&lt;br /&gt;See you in heaven far away.&lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray&lt;br /&gt;See you in heaven one day.&lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray&lt;br /&gt;See you in heaven far away.&lt;br /&gt;I stay, I pray&lt;br /&gt;See you in heaven one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So her last time ever she see him&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow&lt;br /&gt;The crowd gathered just to be with him&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught in the middle of a hundred and five.&lt;br /&gt;Far away on the other side&lt;br /&gt;The night was heavy and the air was alive,&lt;br /&gt;But she couldn't find how to push through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow.&lt;br /&gt;Carried away by a moonlight shadow.&lt;br /&gt;Far away on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;But she couldn't find how to push through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo Tradotto: &lt;b&gt;Ombra Di Chiaro Di Luna&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L\'ultimo che mai l\'ha visto, Ha Portato via da un\'ombra di chiaro di luna. Ãˆ passato su preoccupato e l\'avvertimento,&lt;br /&gt;Ha Portato via da un\'ombra di chiaro di luna. Perso in un crivella quella notte di sabato, lontana sull\'altro lato. Ãˆ&lt;br /&gt;stato preso nel mezzo di una lotta disperata E non potrebbe trovare come spingere attraverso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gli alberi che bisbigliano nella sera, Ha Portato via da un\'ombra di chiaro di luna. Cantare una canzone di dolore&lt;br /&gt;ed affliggere, Ha Portato via da un\'ombra di chiaro di luna. Tutto il ha visto era un profilo di una pistola,&lt;br /&gt;lontana sull\'altro lato. Era sparato sei volte da un uomo sul ha corso E non potrebbe trovare come spingere&lt;br /&gt;attraverso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Il Coro]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sto, prego la Vede nel cielo lontano. Sto, prego la Vede nel cielo un giorno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quattro del mattino nella mattina, Ha Portato via da un\'ombra di chiaro di luna. Ho guardato la sua visione forma,&lt;br /&gt;Ha Portato via da un\'ombra di chiaro di luna. Le stelle rotolano lentamente in una notte argentea, lontana&lt;br /&gt;sull\'altro lato. FarÃ  lei viene a patti con me questa notte, Ma non potrebbe trovare come spingere attraverso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ripete il Coro]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lontano sull\'altro lato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preso nel mezzo di cento e cinque. La notte era pesante e l\'aria era viva, Ma non potrebbe trovare come spingere attraverso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha portato via da un\'ombra di chiaro di luna. Ha portato via da un\'ombra di chiaro di luna. Lontano sull\'altro lato. Ma non potrebbe trovare come spingere attraverso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2224787596200467515?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2224787596200467515/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2224787596200467515' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2224787596200467515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2224787596200467515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/10/mike-oldfield-moonlight-shadow.html' title='Mike Oldfield - Moonlight shadow'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-8970830664476449387</id><published>2008-10-04T16:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:10:30.476+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Black eyed peas - Where is the love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_black_eyed_peas_783.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Black Eyed Peas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_black_eyed_peas_783/testi_elephunk_2117.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elephunk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Where Is The Love?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FI2tceUD3os&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FI2tceUD3os&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with the world, mama&lt;br /&gt;People livin' like they ain't got no mamas&lt;br /&gt;I think the whole world addicted to the drama&lt;br /&gt;Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma&lt;br /&gt;Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism&lt;br /&gt;But we still got terrorists here livin'&lt;br /&gt;In the USA, the big CIA&lt;br /&gt;The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK&lt;br /&gt;But if you only have love for your own race&lt;br /&gt;Then you only leave space to discriminate&lt;br /&gt;And to discriminate only generates hate&lt;br /&gt;And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Badness is what you demonstrate&lt;br /&gt;And that's exactly how a n**** works and operates&lt;br /&gt;N**, you gotta have love just to set it straight&lt;br /&gt;Take control of your mind and meditate&lt;br /&gt;Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People killin', people dyin'&lt;br /&gt;Children hurt and you hear them cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Can you practice what you preach&lt;br /&gt;And would you turn the other cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, Father, Father help us&lt;br /&gt;Send us some guidance from above&lt;br /&gt;'Cause people got me, got me questionin'&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (Love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love&lt;br /&gt;The love, the love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just ain't the same, always unchanged&lt;br /&gt;New days are strange, is the world insane&lt;br /&gt;If love and peace is so strong&lt;br /&gt;Why are there pieces of love that don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Nations droppin' bombs&lt;br /&gt;Chemical gasses fillin' lungs of little ones&lt;br /&gt;With the ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young&lt;br /&gt;So ask yourself is the lovin' really gone&lt;br /&gt;So I could ask myself really what is goin' wrong&lt;br /&gt;In this world that we livin' in people keep on givin'&lt;br /&gt;in&lt;br /&gt;Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends&lt;br /&gt;Not respectin' each other, deny thy brother&lt;br /&gt;A war is goin' on but the reason's undercover&lt;br /&gt;The truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rug&lt;br /&gt;If you never know truth then you never know love&lt;br /&gt;Where's the love, y'all, come on (I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;Where's the truth, y'all, come on (I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;Where's the love, y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People killin', people dyin'&lt;br /&gt;Children hurt and you hear them cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Can you practice what you preach&lt;br /&gt;And would you turn the other cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, Father, Father help us&lt;br /&gt;Send us some guidance from above&lt;br /&gt;'Cause people got me, got me questionin'&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (Love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love&lt;br /&gt;The love, the love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;As I'm gettin' older, y'all, people gets colder&lt;br /&gt;Most of us only care about money makin'&lt;br /&gt;Selfishness got us followin' our own direction&lt;br /&gt;Wrong information always shown by the media&lt;br /&gt;Negative images is the main criteria&lt;br /&gt;Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria&lt;br /&gt;Kids act like what they see in the cinema&lt;br /&gt;Yo', whatever happened to the values of humanity&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to the fairness in equality&lt;br /&gt;Instead in spreading love we spreading animosity&lt;br /&gt;Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down&lt;br /&gt;There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my faith alive to lovers bound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People killin', people dyin'&lt;br /&gt;Children hurt and you hear them cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Can you practice what you preach&lt;br /&gt;And would you turn the other cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, Father, Father help us&lt;br /&gt;Send us some guidance from above&lt;br /&gt;'Cause people got me, got me questionin'&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (Love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love (The love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo Tradotto: &lt;b&gt;Dov'è L'Amore?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(vs.1)&lt;br /&gt;Cosa non va nel mondo, mama&lt;br /&gt;Le persone si comportano come se non avessero una madre&lt;br /&gt;Credo che non possiamo più fare a meno di eventi drammatici&lt;br /&gt;siamo solo attratti da quello che ci può provocare un trauma&lt;br /&gt;negli altri paesi si che cerchiamo di fermare il terrorismo&lt;br /&gt;mentre nel nostro, gli Stati Uniti, i terroristi ci vivono ancora&lt;br /&gt;la grande CIA, i teppisti, le sette occulte e il Klu Klux Klan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma se ami solo la tua razza&lt;br /&gt;allora lasci spazio solo alla discriminazione&lt;br /&gt;e la discriminazione crea solo odio&lt;br /&gt;e quando si odia si finisce con l'arrabbiarsi&lt;br /&gt;e la follia ne è la conseguenza&lt;br /&gt;ed è proprio così che funziona la cosa&lt;br /&gt;man, c'è bisogno d'amore solo per iniziare a sistemare tutto&lt;br /&gt;dobbiamo essere padroni della nostra mente, meditare&lt;br /&gt;e lasciare tutti che le nostre anime gravitino attorno all'amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gente che uccide gente che muore&lt;br /&gt;i bambini che soffrono, li sentiamo piangere&lt;br /&gt;vogliamo mettere in pratica le teorie che predichiamo&lt;br /&gt;o preferiamo porgere l'altra guancia?&lt;br /&gt;padre padre padre aiutaci&lt;br /&gt;mandaci un segnale dall'alto che ci serva da guida&lt;br /&gt;le persone mi fanno, mi fanno riflettere e pensare&lt;br /&gt;dov'è l'amore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(vs.2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non è più la stessa cosa con tutti i cambiamenti&lt;br /&gt;i nuovi giorni sono strani&lt;br /&gt;se tutto funzionasse nello stesso modo&lt;br /&gt;se l'amore e la pace sono cosi forti&lt;br /&gt;perché i pezzi dell'amore non s'incastrano?&lt;br /&gt;i paesi buttano le bombe&lt;br /&gt;i gas tossici riempiono i polmoni dei bambini&lt;br /&gt;e le sofferenze continuano mentre i giovani sono giovani&lt;br /&gt;e allora, poniamoci la domanda, l'amore è davvero scomparso?&lt;br /&gt;e allora posso chiedermi veramente che cosa è andato storto&lt;br /&gt;in questo nostro mondo&lt;br /&gt;continuiamo ad arrenderci&lt;br /&gt;e a prendere le decisioni sbagliate guardando solo il nostro profitto personale&lt;br /&gt;senza rispettarci&lt;br /&gt;negando il proprio fratello&lt;br /&gt;C'è una guerra ma i motivi sono nascosti&lt;br /&gt;la verità è tenuta nascosta&lt;br /&gt;e messa nel dimenticatoio&lt;br /&gt;se non si conosce mai la verità non si conoscerà mai l'amore&lt;br /&gt;dov'è l'amore, tutti... dai, io non lo so&lt;br /&gt;dov'è la verità, tutti... dai, io non lo so&lt;br /&gt;dov'è l'amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(rit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sento il peso del mondo sulle spalle&lt;br /&gt;mentre invecchio tutta la gente diventa più fredda&lt;br /&gt;la maggior parte pensa solo a fare soldi&lt;br /&gt;l'egoismo ci sta portando a seguire la direzione sbagliata&lt;br /&gt;i media ci comunicano le notizie sbagliate&lt;br /&gt;dare un'immagine negativa è il prerogativo&lt;br /&gt;contaminando le giovani menti più velocemente dei batteri&lt;br /&gt;i ragazzi vogliono imitare quello che vedono nei film&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dove sono finiti i valori umani&lt;br /&gt;dove sono finiti la correttezza e l'uguaglianza&lt;br /&gt;invece di spargere amore&lt;br /&gt;spargiamo animosità&lt;br /&gt;da questa nostra posizione&lt;br /&gt;portandoci lontano dall'unità&lt;br /&gt;ed è per questo che a volte mi sento sopraffatto&lt;br /&gt;ed è per questo che a volte mi sento giù&lt;br /&gt;Non mi meraviglio se a volte mi sento sopraffatto&lt;br /&gt;devo tener vivo il ritmo finchè l'amore non si trovi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-8970830664476449387?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8970830664476449387/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=8970830664476449387' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8970830664476449387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8970830664476449387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/10/black-eyed-peas-where-is-love.html' title='Black eyed peas - Where is the love?'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-8464214093658265407</id><published>2008-09-28T10:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T10:34:50.059+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyndi Lauper - Girls just want to have fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_cyndi_lauper_1715.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cyndi Lauper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_cyndi_lauper_1715/testi_shes_so_unusual_4075.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She's So Unusual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Girls Just Want To Have Fun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gtHSVNRxHk4&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gtHSVNRxHk4&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come home in the morning light&lt;br /&gt;My mother says when you gonna live your life right&lt;br /&gt;Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones&lt;br /&gt;And girls they want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls just want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone rings in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;My father yells what you gonna do with your life&lt;br /&gt;Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one&lt;br /&gt;But girls they want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls just want to have--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all they really want&lt;br /&gt;Some fun&lt;br /&gt;When the working day is done&lt;br /&gt;Girls-- they want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls just want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some boys take a beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;And hide her away from the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one to walk in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls they want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls just want to have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all they really want&lt;br /&gt;Some fun&lt;br /&gt;When the working day is done&lt;br /&gt;Girls--they want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls just want to have fun,&lt;br /&gt;They want to have fun,&lt;br /&gt;They want to have fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Metto anche la cover fatta dalla nostra amica Hannah Montana (per la felicità dei fun di Disney channel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/niSmTo8dhhw&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/niSmTo8dhhw&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-8464214093658265407?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8464214093658265407/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=8464214093658265407' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8464214093658265407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8464214093658265407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/09/cyndi-lauper-girls-just-want-to-have.html' title='Cyndi Lauper - Girls just want to have fun'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-8435025316648425751</id><published>2008-09-24T22:05:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:10:47.542+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sermig - Ti do la pace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="style1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Artista: Sermig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="style1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Album: Dal baso della terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="style1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Titolo: Ti do la pace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="style1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dalbassodellaterra.it/ti%20do%20la%20pace.mp3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ti do la pace perché ci credo&lt;br /&gt;    ti do la pace perché la vivo&lt;br /&gt;    ti do la pace perché la voglio&lt;br /&gt;    per te e per tutte le donne&lt;br /&gt;    e tutti gli uomini del mondo&lt;br /&gt;    ti do la pace perché ci credo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="style1"&gt;Ti do la pace perché ci credo&lt;br /&gt;    ti do la pace perché la vivo&lt;br /&gt;    ti do la pace perché la voglio&lt;br /&gt;    per te e per tutte le donne&lt;br /&gt;    e tutti gli uomini del mondo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="style1"&gt;Ti do la pace&lt;br /&gt;    perché io spero che&lt;br /&gt;    la pace possa abitare sempre&lt;br /&gt;    e nel creato&lt;br /&gt;    e in tutte le creature.&lt;br /&gt;    Ti do la pace perché ci credo,&lt;br /&gt;    ti do la pace perché ci credo,&lt;br /&gt;    ti do la pace, la voglio anche per te.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="style1"&gt;Ti do la pace&lt;br /&gt;    perché io spero che&lt;br /&gt;    la pace possa abitare sempre&lt;br /&gt;    e nel creato&lt;br /&gt;    e in tutte le creature.&lt;br /&gt;    Ti do la pace perché ci credo,&lt;br /&gt;    ti do la pace perché ci credo,&lt;br /&gt;  ti do la pace, la voglio anche per te. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-8435025316648425751?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8435025316648425751/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=8435025316648425751' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8435025316648425751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8435025316648425751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/09/sermig-ti-do-la-pace.html' title='Sermig - Ti do la pace'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-1360967065857806644</id><published>2008-09-21T10:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T10:17:32.411+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Settimo fuori tema</title><content type='html'>...Per chi sta perdendo di vista il centro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;          L'uomo è irragionevole, illogico, egocentrico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         NON IMPORTA, AMALO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Se fai il bene, ti attribuiranno secondi fini egoistici&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         NON IMPORTA, FA' IL BENE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Se realizzi i tuoi obiettivi, troverai falsi amici e veri nemici&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         NON IMPORTA, REALIZZALI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Il bene che fai verrà domani dimenticato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         NON IMPORTA, FA' IL BENE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        L'onestà e la sincerità ti rendono vulnerabile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         NON IMPORTA, SII FRANCO E ONESTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Quello che per anni hai costruito può essere distrutto in un attimo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         NON IMPORTA, COSTRUISCI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Se aiuti la gente, se ne risentirà&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         NON IMPORTA, AIUTALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Da' al mondo il meglio di te, e ti prenderanno a calci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         NON IMPORTA, DA' IL MEGLIO DI TE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Madre Teresa di Calcutta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-1360967065857806644?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1360967065857806644/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=1360967065857806644' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1360967065857806644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1360967065857806644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/09/settimo-fuori-tema.html' title='Settimo fuori tema'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-7696541066332001036</id><published>2008-09-20T01:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:22:53.076+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Arkè strings quartet - Nanda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;dopo tanto tempo sono riuscito a trovarla....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z6SV5Vg7PK8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z6SV5Vg7PK8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-7696541066332001036?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7696541066332001036/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=7696541066332001036' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7696541066332001036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7696541066332001036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/09/ark-strings-quartet-nanda.html' title='Arkè strings quartet - Nanda'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-5098569300761081091</id><published>2008-09-12T12:24:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:33:31.911+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jovanotti - Fango</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Questa la dedico a mia sorella...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_jovanotti_168.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jovanotti&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_jovanotti_168/testi_safari_73878.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Safari&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Fango&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T7Hg8wO38-M&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T7Hg8wO38-M&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Io lo so che non sono solo&lt;br /&gt;anche quando sono solo&lt;br /&gt;io lo so che non sono solo&lt;br /&gt;io lo so che non sono solo&lt;br /&gt;anche quando sono solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sotto un cielo di stelle e di satelliti&lt;br /&gt;tra i colpevoli le vittime e i superstiti&lt;br /&gt;un cane abbaia alla luna&lt;br /&gt;un uomo guarda la sua mano&lt;br /&gt;sembra quella di suo padre&lt;br /&gt;quando da bambino&lt;br /&gt;lo prendeva come niente e lo sollevava su&lt;br /&gt;era bello il panorama visto dall'alto&lt;br /&gt;si gettava sulle cose prima del pensiero&lt;br /&gt;la sua mano era piccina ma afferrava il mondo intero&lt;br /&gt;ora la città è un film straniero senza sottotitoli&lt;br /&gt;le scale da salire sono scivoli, scivoli, scivoli&lt;br /&gt;il ghiaccio sulle cose&lt;br /&gt;la tele dice che le strade son pericolose&lt;br /&gt;ma l'unico pericolo che sento veramente&lt;br /&gt;è quello di non riuscire più a sentire niente&lt;br /&gt;il profumo dei fiori l'odore della città&lt;br /&gt;il suono dei motorini il sapore della pizza&lt;br /&gt;le lacrime di una mamma le idee di uno studente&lt;br /&gt;gli incroci possibili in una piazza&lt;br /&gt;di stare con le antenne alzate verso il cielo&lt;br /&gt;io lo so che non sono solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;io lo so che non sono solo&lt;br /&gt;anche quando sono solo&lt;br /&gt;io lo so che non sono solo&lt;br /&gt;e rido e piango e mi fondo con il cielo e con il fango&lt;br /&gt;io lo so che non sono solo&lt;br /&gt;anche quando sono solo&lt;br /&gt;io lo so che non sono solo&lt;br /&gt;e rido e piango e mi fondo con il cielo e con il fango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la città un film straniero senza sottotitoli&lt;br /&gt;una pentola che cuoce pezzi di dialoghi&lt;br /&gt;come stai quanto costa che ore sono&lt;br /&gt;che succede che si dice chi ci crede&lt;br /&gt;e allora ci si vede&lt;br /&gt;ci si sente soli dalla parte del bersaglio&lt;br /&gt;e diventi un appestato quando fai uno sbaglio&lt;br /&gt;un cartello di sei metri dice tutto è intorno a te&lt;br /&gt;ma ti guardi intorno e invece non c'è niente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;un mondo vecchio che sta insieme solo grazie a quelli che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hanno ancora il coraggio di innamorarsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;e una musica che pompa sangue nelle vene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;e che fa venire voglia di svegliarsi e di alzarsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;smettere di lamentarsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;che l'unico pericolo che senti veramente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;è quello di non riuscire più a sentire niente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;di non riuscire più a sentire niente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;il battito di un cuore dentro al petto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;la passione che fa crescere un progetto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l'appetito la sete l'evoluzione in atto&lt;br /&gt;l'energia che si scatena in un contatto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;io lo so che non sono solo&lt;br /&gt;anche quando sono solo&lt;br /&gt;io lo so che non sono solo&lt;br /&gt;e rido e piango e mi fondo con il cielo e con il fango&lt;br /&gt;io lo so che non sono solo&lt;br /&gt;anche quando sono solo&lt;br /&gt;io lo so che nn sono solo&lt;br /&gt;e rido e piango e mi fondo con il cielo e con il fango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e mi fondo con il cielo e con il fango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e mi fondo con il cielo e con il fango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-5098569300761081091?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5098569300761081091/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=5098569300761081091' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/5098569300761081091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/5098569300761081091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/09/jovanotti-fango.html' title='Jovanotti - Fango'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-1540083867170476349</id><published>2008-09-12T12:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:13:43.698+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagle - Eye Cherry - Save tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_eagle-eye_cherry_101.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eagle-Eye Cherry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_eagle-eye_cherry_101/testi_desireless_465.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desireless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Save Tonight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://it.youtube.com/watch?v=s00Kgm-Kjic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--INIZIO TESTO--&gt;  &lt;a class="link" href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/landingtm.html" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on and close the curtains&lt;br /&gt;cause all we need is candle light&lt;br /&gt;You and me and a bottle of wine&lt;br /&gt;going to hold you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Well we know I'm going away&lt;br /&gt;and how I wish, I wish it weren't so&lt;br /&gt;So take this wine and drink with me&lt;br /&gt;let's delay our misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;and fight the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;and fight the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a log on the fire&lt;br /&gt;and it burns like me for you&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow comes with one desire&lt;br /&gt;to take me away it's true&lt;br /&gt;It ain't easy to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;darling please don't start to cry&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl you know I've got to go, oh&lt;br /&gt;Lord I wish it wasn't so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;and fight the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;and fight the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow comes to take me away&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I, that I could stay&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know I've got to go, oh&lt;br /&gt;Lord I wish it wasn't so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;and fight the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;and fight the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;and fight the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;and fight the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/testitradotti/3060.html" title="Traduzione Save Tonight" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Traduzione&lt;/b&gt; di Save Tonight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-1540083867170476349?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1540083867170476349/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=1540083867170476349' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1540083867170476349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1540083867170476349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/09/eagle-eye-cherry-save-tonight.html' title='Eagle - Eye Cherry - Save tonight'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2488112222451621166</id><published>2008-09-08T17:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T17:43:27.024+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Offspring - The kids aren't alright</title><content type='html'>Questa è la canzone che ha accompagnato il mio ritorno in bici trionfante dal politecnico dopo il 30 in elettrotecnica II...davvero esaltante...anke se direi che il testo nn rispecchia troppo lo stato d'animo che avevo mentre tornavo...beh, è esaltante lo stesso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_offspring_the_254.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Offspring (The)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_offspring_the_254/testi_americana_1252.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Americana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;The Kids Aren't Alright&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hL63nlrRRKU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hL63nlrRRKU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were young the future was so bright&lt;br /&gt;The old neighborhood was so alive&lt;br /&gt;And every kid on the whole damn street&lt;br /&gt;Was gonna make it big and not be beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn&lt;br /&gt;The kids are grown up but their lives are worn&lt;br /&gt;How can one little street&lt;br /&gt;Swallow so many lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances thrown&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's free&lt;br /&gt;Longing for what used to be&lt;br /&gt;Still it's hard&lt;br /&gt;Hard to see&lt;br /&gt;Fragile lives, shattered dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie had a chance, well she really did&lt;br /&gt;Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids&lt;br /&gt;Mark still lives at home cause he's got no job&lt;br /&gt;He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay committed suicide&lt;br /&gt;Brandon OD'd and died&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is going on&lt;br /&gt;The cruelest dream, reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances thrown&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's free&lt;br /&gt;Longing for what used to be&lt;br /&gt;Still it's hard&lt;br /&gt;Hard to see&lt;br /&gt;Fragile lives, shattered dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="testonormale"&gt;Titolo Tradotto:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="linkartista"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I ragazzi non vanno bene&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="linkartista"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="testo"&gt;Quando eravamo piccoli il futuro era così luminoso&lt;br /&gt;Il vecchio quartiere era così vivo&lt;br /&gt;E ogni ragazzino di tutta quella maledetta strada&lt;br /&gt;Voleva diventare grande e non essere vinto&lt;br /&gt;Ora il quartiere è vecchio e decadente&lt;br /&gt;I ragazzi sono cresciuti &lt;br /&gt;ma le loro vite sono peggiorate&lt;br /&gt;Come può una piccola strada&lt;br /&gt;Reprimere così tante vite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasioni buttate&lt;br /&gt;Niente è familiare&lt;br /&gt;Si desidera ciò che si era stati&lt;br /&gt;È ancora difficile&lt;br /&gt;Difficile da vedere&lt;br /&gt;Deboli vite&lt;br /&gt;Sogni infranti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie ha avuto una possibilità, &lt;br /&gt;beh ce l’ha fatta davvero&lt;br /&gt;Invece ci ha rinunciato e ha una paio di bambini&lt;br /&gt;Mark passa ancora il suo tempo a casa &lt;br /&gt;poiché non ha un lavoro&lt;br /&gt;Semplicemente suona la chitarra &lt;br /&gt;e fuma un sacco di erba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay si è suicidato&lt;br /&gt;Brandon è morto di overdose&lt;br /&gt;Che diavolo succede?&lt;br /&gt;Il sogno più spietato, la realtà&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasioni buttate&lt;br /&gt;Niente è familiare&lt;br /&gt;Si desidera ciò che si era stati&lt;br /&gt;È ancora difficile&lt;br /&gt;Difficile da vedere&lt;br /&gt;Deboli vite&lt;br /&gt;Sogni infranti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasioni buttate&lt;br /&gt;Niente è familiare&lt;br /&gt;Si desidera ciò che si era stati&lt;br /&gt;È ancora difficile&lt;br /&gt;Difficile da vedere&lt;br /&gt;Deboli vite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2488112222451621166?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2488112222451621166/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2488112222451621166' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2488112222451621166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2488112222451621166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/09/offspring-kids-arent-alright.html' title='The Offspring - The kids aren&apos;t alright'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-3400665967280583354</id><published>2008-09-03T16:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T17:11:22.239+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Miserables - On my own</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Soundtrack: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testimania.com/soundtrackselenco/483.html" class="link"&gt;Les Miserables&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;On My Own (Eponine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cuS1cCnG8xc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cuS1cCnG8xc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPONINE&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm all alone again&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to turn no one to go to,&lt;br /&gt;Without a home, without a friend&lt;br /&gt;Without a face to say hallo to.&lt;br /&gt;And now the night is near&lt;br /&gt;Now I can make believe he's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I walk alone at night&lt;br /&gt;When everybody else is sleeping&lt;br /&gt;I think of him and then I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;With the company I'm keeping&lt;br /&gt;The city goes to bed&lt;br /&gt;And I can live inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;Pretending he's beside me&lt;br /&gt;All alone, I walk with him till morning&lt;br /&gt;Without him&lt;br /&gt;I feel his arms around me&lt;br /&gt;And when I lose my way I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And he has found me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the rain the pavement shines like silver&lt;br /&gt;All the lights are misty in the river&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight&lt;br /&gt;And all I see is him and me for ever and forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it's only in my mind&lt;br /&gt;That I'm talking to myself and not to him&lt;br /&gt;And although I know that he is blind&lt;br /&gt;Still I say, there's a way for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him&lt;br /&gt;But when the night is over&lt;br /&gt;He is gone, the river's just a river&lt;br /&gt;Without him the world around me changes&lt;br /&gt;The trees are bare and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;The streets are full of strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him&lt;br /&gt;But every day I'm learning&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've only been pretending&lt;br /&gt;Without me his world will go on turning&lt;br /&gt;A world that's full of happiness&lt;br /&gt;That I have never known!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him&lt;br /&gt;I love him&lt;br /&gt;I love him&lt;br /&gt;But only on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E qui la versione "Joey Potter"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LpV8avjVtxo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LpV8avjVtxo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-3400665967280583354?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3400665967280583354/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=3400665967280583354' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3400665967280583354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/3400665967280583354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/09/les-miserables-on-my-own.html' title='Les Miserables - On my own'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6055735974536734849</id><published>2008-09-03T13:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:29:29.236+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cristina D'avena - Prince Valiant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tutta la vita prince Valiant...e apprezzato questo testo che me lo sono dovuto scrivere io, visto che in rete non si trova...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_cristina_davena_38851.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cristina D'Avena&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_cristina_davena_38851/testi_leuropa_siamo_noi_70511.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Prince Valiant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqQBQAUWxaQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqQBQAUWxaQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inizia questa leggenda in un tempo che non c'è più,&lt;br /&gt;Un'avventura stupenda proprio alla corte del grande re Artù.&lt;br /&gt;Tra incantesimi e misteri, mille insidie e nobiltà,&lt;br /&gt;Tra castelli e cavalieri arriva un giorno il principe Valiant.&lt;br /&gt;Prince Valiant, prince Valiant (2x)&lt;br /&gt;Prince Valiant è coraggioso e si batte per sua maestà,&lt;br /&gt;In gamba e generoso agisce sempre con tanta umiltà.&lt;br /&gt;Condottiero valoroso, senza fronzoli e però,&lt;br /&gt;Nel suo cuore sa che esiste il regno di Camelot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ritornello:&lt;br /&gt;Guarda avanti prince Valiant&lt;br /&gt;nel tuo destino un regno c'è.&lt;br /&gt;Non fermarti prince Valiant&lt;br /&gt;mago Merlino è li con te.&lt;br /&gt;La tua forza indomita e profonda,&lt;br /&gt;Cavaliere della tavola rotonda.&lt;br /&gt;Corri, corri prince Valiant&lt;br /&gt;Lungo il cammino la tua strada sai qual è.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continua questa leggenda che ci parla di libertà,&lt;br /&gt;La storia è sempre stupenda piena di azione e di vitalità.&lt;br /&gt;E' la vita di prince Valiant che con grande volontà,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre onora gli ideali del regno di Camelot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ritornello:&lt;br /&gt;Guarda avanti prince Valiant&lt;br /&gt;nel tuo destino un regno c'è.&lt;br /&gt;Non fermarti prince Valiant&lt;br /&gt;mago Merlino è li con te.&lt;br /&gt;La tua forza indomita e profonda,&lt;br /&gt;Cavaliere della tavola rotonda.&lt;br /&gt;Corri, corri prince Valiant&lt;br /&gt;Lungo il cammino la tua strada sai qual è.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince Valiant, prince Valiant (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tua forza indomita e profonda,&lt;br /&gt;Cavaliere della tavola rotonda.&lt;br /&gt;Corri, corri prince Valiant&lt;br /&gt;Lungo il cammino la tua strada sai qual è.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mo vi metto pure la sigla con le immagini vere, quelle che passavano quando ero ancora un pischello di 8 anni (quanti ricordi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3XZ8tCV96Uc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3XZ8tCV96Uc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6055735974536734849?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6055735974536734849/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6055735974536734849' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6055735974536734849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6055735974536734849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/09/cristina-davena-prince-valiant.html' title='Cristina D&apos;avena - Prince Valiant'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-5125087772747770973</id><published>2008-09-03T10:47:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:53:43.885+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lisa - Oceano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ma quanto è bella questa canzone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_lisa_1769.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lisa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_lisa_1769/testi_other_13478.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Oceano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/In8f8HuE9MM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/In8f8HuE9MM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piove sull'oceano&lt;br /&gt;Piove sull'oceano&lt;br /&gt;Piove sulla mia identità&lt;br /&gt;Lampi sull'oceano&lt;br /&gt;Lampi sull'oceano&lt;br /&gt;Squarci di luminosità&lt;br /&gt;Forse là in America&lt;br /&gt;I venti del Pacifico&lt;br /&gt;Scoprono le sue immensità&lt;br /&gt;Le mie mani stringono&lt;br /&gt;Sogni lontanissimi&lt;br /&gt;E il mio pensiero corre da te&lt;br /&gt;Remo, tremo, sento&lt;br /&gt;Profondi, oscuri abissi&lt;br /&gt;E' per l'amore che ti do&lt;br /&gt;E' per l'amore che non sai&lt;br /&gt;Che mi fai naufragare -e&lt;br /&gt;E' per l'amore che non ho&lt;br /&gt;E' per l'amore che vorrei&lt;br /&gt;E’ per questo dolore-e&lt;br /&gt;E’ questo amore che ho per te&lt;br /&gt;che mi fa superare queste vere tempeste&lt;br /&gt;Onde sull'oceano&lt;br /&gt;Onde sull'oceano&lt;br /&gt;Che dolcemente si placherà&lt;br /&gt;Le mie mani stringono sogni lontanissimi&lt;br /&gt;E il tuo respiro soffia su me&lt;br /&gt;Remo, tremo, sento&lt;br /&gt;Vedo intorno al cuore&lt;br /&gt;E’ per l’amore che ho per te&lt;br /&gt;Che mi fa superare mille tempeste&lt;br /&gt;E’ per l’amore che ti do&lt;br /&gt;E’ per l’amore che vorrei&lt;br /&gt;Da questo mare&lt;br /&gt;E’ per la vita che non c'è&lt;br /&gt;Che mi fa naufragare in fondo al cuore&lt;br /&gt;Tutto questo ti avrà&lt;br /&gt;E a te sembrerà tutto normale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ci metto pure la versione interpretata da sto tizio americano che cmq merita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BhI6nDlGkO0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BhI6nDlGkO0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-5125087772747770973?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5125087772747770973/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=5125087772747770973' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/5125087772747770973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/5125087772747770973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/09/lisa-oceano.html' title='Lisa - Oceano'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-6482836873686083385</id><published>2008-08-31T13:40:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:33:21.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Brusco - I sogni e le idee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_brusco_1483.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brusco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_brusco_1483/testi_si_fa_presto_a_dire_brusco_3166.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Si Fa Presto A Dire... Brusco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;I Sogni E Le Idee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://it.youtube.com/watch?v=oOGoQG8OgKQ&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’è chi crede solamente al business&lt;br /&gt;Ma sto mondo qua e’ pieno de stress&lt;br /&gt;Cio’ non fa per me e lo sai perche’?&lt;br /&gt;Credo nei sogni e nelle idee…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiedo un piccolo time out a sto grigiore&lt;br /&gt;Per vedere com’e’ fuori stamattina se c’e’ sole&lt;br /&gt;Oggi cerco un tocco de colore&lt;br /&gt;Per la fantasia che ogni giorno in questo mondo muore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIT:&lt;br /&gt;Qualsiasi cosa accada a me, vada come vada c’e’&lt;br /&gt;Un uomo e la sua strada che e’ fatta de sogni e de idee&lt;br /&gt;Qualunque cosa accada a me, vada come vada c’e’&lt;br /&gt;Un uomo e la sua strada che e’ fatta de sogni e de idee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(uoooi) Chiudo gli occhi e m’abbandono, cerco una parte del tutto che sono&lt;br /&gt;(uoooi) Se me sento triste o solo, sento sto ritmo che me rimette a nuovo&lt;br /&gt;(uoooi) Senza le idee cos’e’ un uomo? Solo un involucro che dentro e’ vuoto&lt;br /&gt;(uoooi) Tengo per me cio’ che provo, se cerco conforto qua dentro lo trovo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIT…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troppe lotte ogni giorno, troppe guerre su sto mondo ce so&lt;br /&gt;Ma io non me nascondo no&lt;br /&gt;Vado armato solamente dei sogni che ora in mente c’ho&lt;br /&gt;E de quelli che domani faro’&lt;br /&gt;Niente me scarfisce come il mare, come na montagna&lt;br /&gt;Manco il fuoco se me brucia l’acqua se me bagna&lt;br /&gt;La gente che se lagna de cio’ che guadagna&lt;br /&gt;Quando qua ce sta chi manco magna&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei lasciar qualcosa su sta terra prima di andar via&lt;br /&gt;Per questo coi fratelli cerco l’armonia&lt;br /&gt;Con la posse qua al mio fianco famo na magia&lt;br /&gt;Con le rime chiuse in una melodia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIT…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sogni e speranze danno felicita’, nuove idee per la creativita’&lt;br /&gt;N’alternativa a sta realta’, fatta de lotte e di rivalita’&lt;br /&gt;Solo un sostegno per chi sta un po’ giu’, chi soffre e nun ce la fa piu’&lt;br /&gt;Anche nell’era della TV, se guardo su io mi perdo nel blu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIT…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIT…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-6482836873686083385?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6482836873686083385/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=6482836873686083385' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6482836873686083385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/6482836873686083385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/08/artista-brusco-album-si-fa-presto-dire.html' title='Brusco - I sogni e le idee'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-7730236696563686272</id><published>2008-08-31T09:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T13:31:16.174+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Brusco - Amore vero</title><content type='html'>....eheheh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_brusco_1483.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brusco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_brusco_1483/testi_amore_vero_32279.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amore Vero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Amore Vero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VVGt_D08n1s&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VVGt_D08n1s&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’amore è lo stesso e non cambia anche se cambia chi ama&lt;br /&gt;non conta ciò che si pensa ne come si chiama&lt;br /&gt;l’amore è l’amore dovunque si vada&lt;br /&gt;nelle ville dei ricchi o per strada&lt;br /&gt;l’amore è lo stesso e non cambia anche se cambiano i tempi&lt;br /&gt;l’amore è più forte di tutti i potenti&lt;br /&gt;perché si difende con le unghie e coi denti&lt;br /&gt;perché non lo compri o lo vendi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo l’amore vero ma dico quello che si attacca all’anima&lt;br /&gt;Amo l’amore vero quello che sta li da lunedì a domenica&lt;br /&gt;Amo l’amore vero quello più forte di soldi e politica&lt;br /&gt;Amo l’amore vero di chi soffre quando pensa all’Africa&lt;br /&gt;E tu che in questo momento senti&lt;br /&gt;Tu mostrami i tuoi sentimenti&lt;br /&gt;Dai su basta coi fraintendimenti&lt;br /&gt;Stiamo bene attenti ai comportamenti&lt;br /&gt;È più facile essere arroganti&lt;br /&gt;Dai su metti giù quelle mani avanti&lt;br /&gt;Mica dico di essere santi&lt;br /&gt;Chiedo un sorriso per chi hai davanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’amore è lo stesso e non cambia anche se cambia chi ama&lt;br /&gt;non conta ciò che si pensa ne come si chiama&lt;br /&gt;l’amore è l’amore dovunque si vada&lt;br /&gt;nelle ville dei ricchi o per strada&lt;br /&gt;l’amore è lo stesso e non cambia anche se cambia la zona&lt;br /&gt;l’amore è più forte del colore e l’idioma&lt;br /&gt;l’amore condanna ma dopo perdona&lt;br /&gt;l’amore di Napoli per Maradona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo l’amore vero non dico mica un’altra storia stupida&lt;br /&gt;Amo l’amore vero quello del rasta per lo spliff di canapa&lt;br /&gt;Amo l’amore vero dell’uomo che rispetta e non ti giudica&lt;br /&gt;Amo l’amore vero quello che non ti aspetti ma ti fulmina&lt;br /&gt;Basta con l’odio basta con la violenza&lt;br /&gt;Basta colle paranoie in testa&lt;br /&gt;Basta frenare se c’è uno che attraversa&lt;br /&gt;E sorridere al vicino che da anni ti detesta&lt;br /&gt;Basta avere un poco di pazienza&lt;br /&gt;Se al tipo davanti non entra la terza&lt;br /&gt;Se ti alzi male col mal di testa&lt;br /&gt;Sennò sai che vita di …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’amore è lo stesso e non cambia anche se cambia chi ama&lt;br /&gt;non conta ciò che si pensa ne come si chiama&lt;br /&gt;l’amore è l’amore dovunque si vada&lt;br /&gt;nelle ville dei ricchi o per strada&lt;br /&gt;l’amore è lo stesso e non cambia se non c’è il portafoglio&lt;br /&gt;l’amore è più forte pure dell’orgoglio&lt;br /&gt;amore mi vesto amore mi spoglio&lt;br /&gt;a me il manifesto a te il foglio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo l’amore vero gente contenta anche se è povera&lt;br /&gt;Amo l’amore vero di chi condivide e non rimprovera&lt;br /&gt;Amo l’amore vero della mamma che non va mai in collera&lt;br /&gt;Amo l’amore vero di chi oggi non va a scuola e sciopera&lt;br /&gt;Mi alzo ogni giorno buongiorno al mondo buongiorno a chi mi sta attorno buongiorno a chi dalle 4 sta al forno buongiorno a chi fa i film porno buongiorno e buonasera al ritorno mi costa poco e l’amore diffondo in fondo a volte basta un secondo per migliorare un po’ il mondo.&lt;br /&gt;L’amore è lo stesso e non cambia anche se cambia chi ama&lt;br /&gt;non conta ciò che si pensa ne come si chiama&lt;br /&gt;l’amore è l’amore dovunque si vada&lt;br /&gt;nelle ville dei ricchi o per strada&lt;br /&gt;l’amore è lo stesso e non cambia su tutta la terra&lt;br /&gt;l’amore è più forte di qualunque guerra&lt;br /&gt;c’è sempre qualcuno che lo sotterra&lt;br /&gt;ma tanto l’amore prima o poi si ribella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-7730236696563686272?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7730236696563686272/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=7730236696563686272' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7730236696563686272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7730236696563686272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/08/brusco-amore-vero.html' title='Brusco - Amore vero'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2089359914013069770</id><published>2008-08-30T09:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:09:00.534+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Caparezza - Vieni a ballare in Puglia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In preparazione per il concerto di giovedì prox...mitico Capa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_caparezza_1135.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CapaRezza&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_caparezza_1135/testi_le_dimensioni_del_mio_caos_77517.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Le Dimensioni Del Mio Caos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Vieni A Ballare In Puglia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1QDgFqdTy54&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1QDgFqdTy54&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I delfini vanno a ballare sulle spiagge. Gli elefanti vanno a ballare in cimiteri sconosciuti.&lt;br /&gt;Le nuvole vano a ballare all'orizzonte. I treni vanno a ballare nei musei a pagamento.&lt;br /&gt;E tu dove vai a ballare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIT: Vieni a ballare in Puglia Puglia Puglia, tremulo come una foglia foglia foglia.&lt;br /&gt;Tieni la testa alta quando passi vicino alla gru perchè può capitare che si stacchi e venga giù.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehy turista so che tu resti in questo posto italico. Attento! Tu passi il valico ma questa terra ti manda al manicomio.&lt;br /&gt;Mare adriatico e Jonio, vuoi respirare lo iodio ma qui nel golfo c'è puzza di zolfo, che sta arrivando il demonio.&lt;br /&gt;Abbronzatura da paura con la diossina dell'ILVA. Qua ti vengono pois più rossi di Milva e dopo assomigli alla Pimpa.&lt;br /&gt;Nella zona spacciano la morìa più buona. C'è chi ha fumato veleni all'ENI, chi ha lavorato ed è andato in coma. Fuma persino il Gargano, con tutte quelle foreste accese.&lt;br /&gt;Turista tu balli e canti, io conto i defunti di questo paese. Dove quei furbi che fanno le imprese, non badano a spese, pensano che il protocollo di Kyoto sia un film erotico giapponese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIT: Vieni a ballare in Puglia Puglia Puglia dove la notte è buia buia buia. Tanto che chiudi le palpebre e non le riapri più.&lt;br /&gt;Vieni a ballare e grattati le palle pure tu che devi ballare in Puglia Puglia Puglia, tremulo come una foglia foglia foglia.&lt;br /&gt;Tieni la testa alta quando passi vicino alla gru perché può capitare che si stacchi e venga giù.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' vero, qui si fa festa, ma la gente è depressa e scarica. Ho un amico che per ammazzarsi ha dovuto farsi assumere in fabbrica. Tra un palo che cade ed un tubo che scoppia in quella bolgia si accoppa chi sgobba e chi non sgobba si compra la roba e si sfonda finché non ingombra la tomba.&lt;br /&gt;Vieni a ballare compare nei campi di pomodori dove la mafia schiavizza i lavoratori, e se ti ribelli vai fuori. Rumeni ammassati nei bugigattoli come pelati nei barattoli. Costretti a subire i ricatti di uomini grandi ma come coriandoli.&lt;br /&gt;Turista tu resta coi sandali, non fare scandali se siamo ingrati e ci siamo dimenticati d'essere figli di emigrati. Mortificati, non ti rovineremo la gita.&lt;br /&gt;Su, passa dalla Puglia, passa a miglior vita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIT: Vieni a ballare in Puglia Puglia Puglia dove la notte è buia buia buia. Tanto che chiudi le palpebre e non le riapri più.&lt;br /&gt;Vieni a ballare e grattati le palle pure tu che devi ballare in Puglia Puglia Puglia dove ti aspetta il boia boia boia.&lt;br /&gt;Agli angoli delle strade spade più di re Artù, si apre la voragine e vai dritto a Belzebù.&lt;br /&gt;O Puglia Puglia mia tu Puglia mia, ti porto sempre nel cuore quando vado via e subito penso che potrei morire senza te.&lt;br /&gt;E subito penso che potrei morire anche con te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2089359914013069770?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2089359914013069770/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2089359914013069770' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2089359914013069770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2089359914013069770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/08/caparezza-vieni-ballare-in-puglia.html' title='Caparezza - Vieni a ballare in Puglia'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-7925094755257815076</id><published>2008-08-29T10:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:19:16.566+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen - I want it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eheh...no, non sono andato alla Esso in barca a vela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_queen_271.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Queen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_queen_271/testi_the_platinum_collection_disc_2_1346.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Platinum Collection Disc 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;I Want It All&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zcgi8qjgCQk&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zcgi8qjgCQk&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adventure seeker on an empty street&lt;br /&gt;Just an alley creeper, light on his feet&lt;br /&gt;A young fighter screaming, with no time for doubt&lt;br /&gt;With the pain and anger can't see a way out&lt;br /&gt;It ain't much I'm asking, I heard him say&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find me a future move out of my way&lt;br /&gt;I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now&lt;br /&gt;I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen all you people, come gather round&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get me a game plan, gotta shake you to the ground&lt;br /&gt;But just give me, huh, what I know is mine&lt;br /&gt;People do you hear me, just gimme the sign&lt;br /&gt;It ain't much I'm asking, if you want the truth&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the future for the dreams of youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it all (give it all - I want it all)&lt;br /&gt;I want it all (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I want it all and I want it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it all (yes I want it all)&lt;br /&gt;I want it all hey&lt;br /&gt;I want it all and I want it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a man with a one track mind&lt;br /&gt;So much to do in one lifetime (people do you hear me)&lt;br /&gt;Not a man for compromise and where's and why's and living lies&lt;br /&gt;So I'm living it all, yes I'm living it all&lt;br /&gt;And I'm giving it all, and I'm giving it all&lt;br /&gt;Oooh oh yeah yeah - ha ha ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeaaah&lt;br /&gt;I want it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't much I'm asking, if you want the truth&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the future&lt;br /&gt;Hear the cry of youth (hear the cry of youth) (hear the cry of youth)&lt;br /&gt;I want it all, I want it all, I want it all and I want it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it all yeah yeah yeaaaah&lt;br /&gt;I want it all, I want it all and I want it now&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want it - now&lt;br /&gt;I want it, I want it&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo Tradotto: &lt;b&gt;Voglio tutto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricercatore di avventure per strade deserte&lt;br /&gt;Solo un topo di vicolo, veloce a fuggire&lt;br /&gt;Un giovane combattente che senza esitazioni grida&lt;br /&gt;Di dolore e di rabbia senza vedere una via di scampo&lt;br /&gt;"Non chiedo molto", gli ho sentito dire&lt;br /&gt;Devo inventarmi un futuro che cambi tutta la mia vita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voglio tutto, voglio tutto, voglio tutto,&lt;br /&gt;e lo voglio subito&lt;br /&gt;Voglio tutto, voglio tutto, voglio tutto,&lt;br /&gt;e lo voglio subito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ascoltate gente, venite qui intorno a me&lt;br /&gt;Devo preparare un piano d'azione,&lt;br /&gt;devo impressionarvi&lt;br /&gt;Datemi solo ciò che so che è mio&lt;br /&gt;Gente mi ascoltate? Datemi un segno che ci siete&lt;br /&gt;In verità non chiedo molto&lt;br /&gt;al futuro per i sogni di una gioventù&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voglio tutto, voglio tutto, voglio tutto&lt;br /&gt;e lo voglio subito&lt;br /&gt;Voglio tutto, voglio tutto, voglio tutto&lt;br /&gt;e lo voglio subito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sono un tipo deciso&lt;br /&gt;Ci sono troppe cose da fare in una vita sola&lt;br /&gt;Non sono uno che cerca compromessi,&lt;br /&gt;i dove e i perché&lt;br /&gt;e le bugie perenni&lt;br /&gt;Così vivo fino in fondo, sì vivo fino in fondo&lt;br /&gt;E dò tutto me stesso, e dò tutto me stesso&lt;br /&gt;In verità nn chiedo molto&lt;br /&gt;al futuro, ascoltate il grido della gioventù&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voglio tutto, voglio tutto, voglio tutto&lt;br /&gt;e lo voglio subito&lt;br /&gt;Voglio tutto, voglio tutto, voglio tutto&lt;br /&gt;e lo voglio subito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-7925094755257815076?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7925094755257815076/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=7925094755257815076' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7925094755257815076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7925094755257815076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/08/queen-i-want-it-all.html' title='Queen - I want it all'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-4883281534041189812</id><published>2008-08-25T11:33:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T11:37:36.607+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fool's Garden - Lemon Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_fools_garden_123.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fool's Garden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_fools_garden_123/testi_dish_of_the_day_610.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dish of the Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Lemon Tree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u1cuNoR2lro&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u1cuNoR2lro&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here in a boring room&lt;br /&gt;It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging around&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;But nothing ever happens – and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving around in my car&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving too fast&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving too far&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to change my point of view&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;But nothing ever happens – and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky&lt;br /&gt;And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning my head up and down&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning turning turning turning turning around&lt;br /&gt;And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here&lt;br /&gt;I miss the power&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to go out taking a shower&lt;br /&gt;But there's a heavy cloud inside my head&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tired&lt;br /&gt;Put myself into bed&lt;br /&gt;Where nothing ever happens – and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isolation – is not good for me&lt;br /&gt;Isolation – I don't want to sit on a lemon-tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm steppin' around in a desert of joy&lt;br /&gt;Baby anyhow I'll get another toy&lt;br /&gt;And everything will happen – and you'll wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky&lt;br /&gt;And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning my head up and down&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning turning turning turning turning around&lt;br /&gt;And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-4883281534041189812?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4883281534041189812/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=4883281534041189812' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/4883281534041189812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/4883281534041189812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/08/fools-garden-lemon-tree.html' title='Fool&apos;s Garden - Lemon Tree'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-8661981341522840569</id><published>2008-08-19T14:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:10:03.718+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartoni animati - Quattro pinne all'orizzonte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Questo è un post obbligato!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_jovanotti_168.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cartoni animati&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_jovanotti_168/testi_safari_73878.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Quattro pinne all'orizzonte - Street sharks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BSsFdUvySAU&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BSsFdUvySAU&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 pinne all'orizzonte,4 pinne all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;per colpa di un pazzoide&lt;br /&gt;cattivo e genialoide&lt;br /&gt;4 splendidi fratelli ora sono 4 street sharks&lt;br /&gt;simpatici e robusti, CON DENTI MOLTO AGUZZI&lt;br /&gt;son con noi per far trionfare la giustizia e la verità&lt;br /&gt;sono un pò uomini e un pò squali, pescecani&lt;br /&gt;però non sono tutti uguali gli street sharks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 pinne all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;gli street sharks son 4 eroi al servizio dell'umanità&lt;br /&gt;4 pinne all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;gli street sharks son proprio coraggiosi, AFFETTUOSI&lt;br /&gt;COCCOLOSI più DOLCI che mai&lt;br /&gt;4 pinne all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;gli street sharks son 4 nuovi amici dell'umanità&lt;br /&gt;4 pinne all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;gli street sharks sono invincibili vedrai&lt;br /&gt;son veramente strepitosi questi nostri amici&lt;br /&gt;street sharks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atletici e possenti&lt;br /&gt;veloci e intelligenti&lt;br /&gt;san che il mondo non è bello se poi manca la libertà&lt;br /&gt;sono un pò uomini e un pò squali,pescecani&lt;br /&gt;però non sono tutti uguali gli street sharks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; 4 pinne all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;gli street sharks son 4 eroi al servizio dell'umanità&lt;br /&gt;4 pinne all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;gli street sharks son proprio coraggiosi, AFFETTUOSI&lt;br /&gt;COCCOLOSI più DOLCI che mai&lt;br /&gt;4 pinne all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;gli street sharks son 4 nuovi amici dell'umanità&lt;br /&gt;4 pinne all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;gli street sharks sono invincibili vedrai&lt;br /&gt;son veramente strepitosi questi nostri amici&lt;br /&gt;street sharks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; 4 pinne all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;gli street sharks son 4 eroi al servizio dell'umanità&lt;br /&gt;4 pinne all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;gli street sharks son proprio coraggiosi, AFFETTUOSI&lt;br /&gt;COCCOLOSI più DOLCI che mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 pinne all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;gli street sharks son 4 nuovi amici dell'umanità&lt;br /&gt;4 pinne all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;gli street sharks sono imbattibili vedrai&lt;br /&gt;che coraggiosi gli street sharks&lt;br /&gt;street sharks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-8661981341522840569?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8661981341522840569/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=8661981341522840569' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8661981341522840569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8661981341522840569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/08/cartoni-animati-quattro-pinne.html' title='Cartoni animati - Quattro pinne all&apos;orizzonte'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2913314330976525355</id><published>2008-07-21T23:23:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:28:58.373+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Principe d'egitto - Se crederai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tratto dal film animato: "Il principe d'Egitto"&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: Se Crederai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CrGuLhDAL_4&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CrGuLhDAL_4&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miriam&lt;br /&gt;Molte notti noi,&lt;br /&gt;pregammo senza chiederci&lt;br /&gt;se in quel buio fosse già&lt;br /&gt;la nostra verità.&lt;br /&gt;Paura non avrai&lt;br /&gt;la fede sa proteggerci&lt;br /&gt;la speranza può cambiare&lt;br /&gt;la nostra realtà...&lt;br /&gt;Vedrai miracoli&lt;br /&gt;se crederai...&lt;br /&gt;La fede non si può fermar&lt;br /&gt;quanti miracoli&lt;br /&gt;sono tra noi&lt;br /&gt;e condividerli&lt;br /&gt;potrai&lt;br /&gt;potrai se crederai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zippora&lt;br /&gt;Questo è il tempo in cui&lt;br /&gt;sperare non è facile&lt;br /&gt;e la gioia che c'è in noi&lt;br /&gt;nel vento vola via....&lt;br /&gt;Ed ora sono qui&lt;br /&gt;il cuore è così fragile&lt;br /&gt;cerco in me la forza che&lt;br /&gt;io non ho avuto mai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miriam&lt;br /&gt;Vedrai miracoli&lt;br /&gt;se crederai...&lt;br /&gt;La fede non si può fermar&lt;br /&gt;quanti miracoli&lt;br /&gt;sono tra noi&lt;br /&gt;e condividerli&lt;br /&gt;potrai&lt;br /&gt;potrai se crederai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bambini ebrei&lt;br /&gt;A-shi-raa la-do-nai&lt;br /&gt;ki ga-oh ga-ah&lt;br /&gt;A-shi-raa la-do-nai&lt;br /&gt;ki ga-oh ga-ah&lt;br /&gt;Mi-cha-mo-cha ba-&lt;br /&gt;elim adonai&lt;br /&gt;Mi-ka-mo-cha ne-&lt;br /&gt;dar-ba-ko-desh&lt;br /&gt;Na-chi-tah v ’- chas-d’cha&lt;br /&gt;am zu ga-al-ta&lt;br /&gt;Na-chi-tah v ’- chas-d’cha&lt;br /&gt;am zu ga-al-ta&lt;br /&gt;A-shi-ra, a-shi-ra, a-shi-ra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(traduzione):&lt;br /&gt;"Canterò al Signore&lt;br /&gt;Perchè ha mirabilmente trionfato !(x 2 volte )&lt;br /&gt;Chi è come Te tra gli dei, o Signore&lt;br /&gt;Chi è come Te splendido in santità&lt;br /&gt;Guidasti con la tua misericordia questo popolo&lt;br /&gt;Che hai riscattato ( x 2 volte )&lt;br /&gt;Canterò, canterò, canterò..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebrei&lt;br /&gt;Vedrai miracoli&lt;br /&gt;se crederai...&lt;br /&gt;La fede non si può fermar&lt;br /&gt;quanti miracoli&lt;br /&gt;sono tra noi&lt;br /&gt;e condividerli&lt;br /&gt;potrai... sì! Potrai,&lt;br /&gt;potrai se crederai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miriam e Zippora&lt;br /&gt;Se crederai.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-2913314330976525355?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2913314330976525355/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=2913314330976525355' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2913314330976525355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/2913314330976525355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/07/tratto-dal-film-animato-il-principe.html' title='Principe d&apos;egitto - Se crederai'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-5744270421594439666</id><published>2008-07-21T23:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:20:59.363+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ligabue - Metti in circolo il tuo amore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_ligabue_1027.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ligabue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_ligabue_1027/testi_radiofreccia:_le_canzoni_cd_1_2734.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Radiofreccia: Le Canzoni (Cd 1)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Metti In Circolo Il Tuo Amore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qkb5QTzEBOw&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qkb5QTzEBOw&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai cercato di capire&lt;br /&gt;e non hai capito ancora&lt;br /&gt;se di capire di finisce mai.&lt;br /&gt;Hai provato a far capire&lt;br /&gt;con tutta la tua voce&lt;br /&gt;anche solo un pezzo di quello che sei.&lt;br /&gt;Con la rabbia ci si nasce&lt;br /&gt;o ci si diventa&lt;br /&gt;tu che sei un esperto non lo sai.&lt;br /&gt;Perché quello che ti spacca&lt;br /&gt;ti fa fuori dentro&lt;br /&gt;forse parte proprio da chi sei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metti in circolo il tuo amore&lt;br /&gt;come quando dici "perché no?"&lt;br /&gt;Metti in circolo il tuo amore&lt;br /&gt;come quando ammetti "non lo so"&lt;br /&gt;come quando dici "peché no?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quante vite non capisci&lt;br /&gt;e quindi non sopporti&lt;br /&gt;perché ti sembra non capiscan te.&lt;br /&gt;Quanti generi di pesci&lt;br /&gt;e di correnti forti&lt;br /&gt;perché 'sto mare sia come vuoi te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metti in circolo il tuo amore&lt;br /&gt;come fai con una novità&lt;br /&gt;Metti in circolo il tuo amore&lt;br /&gt;come quando dici si vedrà&lt;br /&gt;come fai con una novità&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ti sei opposto all'onda&lt;br /&gt;ed è li che hai capito&lt;br /&gt;che più ti opponi e più ti tira giù.&lt;br /&gt;E ti senti ad una festa&lt;br /&gt;per cui non hai l'invito&lt;br /&gt;per cui gli inviti adesso falli tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metti in circolo il tuo amore&lt;br /&gt;come quando dici "perché no?"&lt;br /&gt;Metti in circolo il tuo amore&lt;br /&gt;come quando ammetti "non lo so"&lt;br /&gt;come quando dici peché no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-5744270421594439666?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5744270421594439666/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=5744270421594439666' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/5744270421594439666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/5744270421594439666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/07/ligabue-metti-in-circolo-il-tuo-amore.html' title='Ligabue - Metti in circolo il tuo amore'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-7552267711530062296</id><published>2008-07-16T19:23:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T19:26:27.489+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rino Gaetano - Sei ottavi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_rino_gaetano_882.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rino Gaetano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_rino_gaetano_882/testi_aida_2431.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aida&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Sei Ottavi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F6ygxaii4CU&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F6ygxaii4CU&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentre la notte scendeva stellata stellata&lt;br /&gt;lei affusolata nel buio sognava incantata&lt;br /&gt;e chi mi prende la mano stanotte mio Dio&lt;br /&gt;forse un ragazzo il mio uomo o forse io&lt;br /&gt;lontana la quiete e montagne imbiancate di neve&lt;br /&gt;e il vento che soffia che fischia più forte più greve&lt;br /&gt;e che mi sfiora le labbra chi mi consola&lt;br /&gt;forse un bambino gia grande o io da sola&lt;br /&gt;passava la notte passavano in fretta le ore&lt;br /&gt;la camera fredda gia si scaldava d'amore&lt;br /&gt;chi troverà i miei seni avrà in premio il mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;chi incontrerà i miei semi avrà tutto il mio amore&lt;br /&gt;la luce discreta spiava e le ombre inventava&lt;br /&gt;mentre sul mare una luna dipinta danzava&lt;br /&gt;chi coglierà il mio fiore bagnato di brina&lt;br /&gt;un principe azzurro o forse io adulta io bambina&lt;br /&gt;mentre la notte scendeva stellata stellata&lt;br /&gt;lei affusolata nel buio dormiva incantata&lt;br /&gt;chi mi dirà buonanotte stanotte mio Dio&lt;br /&gt;la notte le stelle la luna o forse io&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qui il pezzo della fiction in cui c'è la canzone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cteBdXW7VhI&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cteBdXW7VhI&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-7552267711530062296?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7552267711530062296/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=7552267711530062296' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7552267711530062296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/7552267711530062296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/07/rino-gaetano-sei-ottavi.html' title='Rino Gaetano - Sei ottavi'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-4509991297920626745</id><published>2008-07-10T14:48:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:56:20.902+02:00</updated><title type='text'>John Mellencamp - Your life is now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_john_mellencamp_11862.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;John Mellencamp&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_john_mellencamp_11862/testi_john_mellencamp_37153.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;John Mellencamp&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Your Life Is Now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://it.youtube.com/watch?v=oj6O-HD0SlI"&gt;GUARDA IL VIDEO SU YOUTUBE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the moon roll across the stars&lt;br /&gt;See the seasons turn like a heart&lt;br /&gt;Your father's days are lost to you&lt;br /&gt;This is your time here to do what you will do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Your life is now your life is now your life is now&lt;br /&gt;In this undiscovered moment&lt;br /&gt;Lift your head up above the crowd&lt;br /&gt;We could shake this world&lt;br /&gt;If you would only show us how&lt;br /&gt;Your life is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you teach your children to tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;Would you take the high road if you could choose&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe you're a victim of a great compromise&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I believe you could change your mind and change our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you teach your children to tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;This is your time here to do what you will do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo tradotto: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La tua vita è adesso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Guardi la luna rotolare sulle stelle&lt;br /&gt; Guardi le stagioni girare come un cuore&lt;br /&gt; I tempi di tuo padre sono oramai dimenticati per te&lt;br /&gt; Questo è il tuo tempo qui per fare quello che desideri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; La tua vita è adesso, la tua vita è adesso, la tua vita è adesso&lt;br /&gt; In questo istante nascosto&lt;br /&gt; Alza la tua testa aldisopra della folla&lt;br /&gt; Potremmo scuotere questo mondo&lt;br /&gt; Se tu potessi mostrarci come&lt;br /&gt; La tua vita è adesso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Insegneresti ai tuoi figli ad essere sinceri?&lt;br /&gt; Prenderesti la strada più comoda se potessi scegliere?&lt;br /&gt; Pensi di essere una vittima di un grande compromesso?&lt;br /&gt; Perché credo che potrai cambiare idea e cambiare le nostre vite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (ripete il coro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Insegneresti ai tuoi figli ad essere sinceri?&lt;br /&gt; Questo è il tuo tempo qui per fare quello che desideri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ripetere il coro 2 volte)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-4509991297920626745?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4509991297920626745/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=4509991297920626745' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/4509991297920626745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/4509991297920626745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/07/john-mellencamp-your-life-is-now.html' title='John Mellencamp - Your life is now'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-5218652118256553214</id><published>2008-06-14T17:39:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T17:43:55.774+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Giovanni Allevi - Panic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_giovanni_allevi_10346.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giovanni Allevi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_giovanni_allevi_10346/testi_joy_32650.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q55HWmdWJoY&amp;amp;hl=it"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q55HWmdWJoY&amp;amp;hl=it" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hube&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-5218652118256553214?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5218652118256553214/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=5218652118256553214' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/5218652118256553214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/5218652118256553214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/06/giovanni-allevi-panic.html' title='Giovanni Allevi - Panic'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-1340401991041746714</id><published>2008-06-13T10:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:59:05.002+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Franco Battiato - Sentimento nuevo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_franco_battiato_127.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Franco Battiato&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_franco_battiato_127/testi_la_voce_del_padrone_645.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;La Voce Del Padrone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Sentimiento Nuevo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iKlcEq-AGJI&amp;hl=it"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iKlcEq-AGJI&amp;hl=it" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es un sentimiento nuevo&lt;br /&gt;che mi tiene alta la vita&lt;br /&gt;la passione nella gola&lt;br /&gt;l' eros che si fa parola.&lt;br /&gt;Le tue strane inibizioni&lt;br /&gt;non fanno parte del sesso&lt;br /&gt;i desideri mitici di prostitute libiche&lt;br /&gt;il senso del possesso che fu pre-alessandrino&lt;br /&gt;la tua voce come il coro delle sirene di Ulisse m' incatena&lt;br /&gt;ed è bellissimo perdersi in quest' incantesimo.&lt;br /&gt;è bellissimo perdersi in quest' incantesimo&lt;br /&gt;Tutti i muscoli del corpo&lt;br /&gt;pronti per l' accoppiamento&lt;br /&gt;nel Giappone delle geishe&lt;br /&gt;si abbandonano all'amore.&lt;br /&gt;Le tue strane inibizioni&lt;br /&gt;che scatenano il piacere&lt;br /&gt;lo shivaismo tantrico&lt;br /&gt;di stile dionisiaco&lt;br /&gt;la lotta pornografica dei Greci e dei Latini&lt;br /&gt;la tua pelle come un' oasi nel deserto ancora mi cattura&lt;br /&gt;ed è bellissimo perdersi in quest'incantesimo&lt;br /&gt;è bellissimo perdersi in quest'incantesimo&lt;br /&gt;i desideri mitici di prostitute libiche&lt;br /&gt;il senso del possesso che fu pre-alessandrino&lt;br /&gt;la tua voce come il coro delle sirene di Ulisse m'incatena&lt;br /&gt;ed è bellissimo perdersi in quest'incantesimo&lt;br /&gt;è bellissimo perdersi in quest'incantesimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-1340401991041746714?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1340401991041746714/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=1340401991041746714' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1340401991041746714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1340401991041746714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/06/franco-battiato-sentimento-nuevo.html' title='Franco Battiato - Sentimento nuevo'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-1180386670950838644</id><published>2008-06-12T14:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T08:00:41.427+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mika - Lollipop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_mika_10092.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mika&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_mika_10092/testi_life_in_cartoon_motion_32024.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life In Cartoon Motion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Lollipop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDLKmoOjrA8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDLKmoOjrA8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what's the big idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo Mika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, &lt;br /&gt;sucking too hard on your lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down,&lt;br /&gt;I said, &lt;br /&gt;sucking too hard on your lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucking too hard on your lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down,&lt;br /&gt;sucking too hard on your lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;Say love, say love,&lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;say love, say love,&lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went walking in with my mama one day,&lt;br /&gt;when she warn me what people say,&lt;br /&gt;live your life until love is found,&lt;br /&gt;'cause love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the girl next door,&lt;br /&gt;she's a player and a down right whore,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus slows up, she wants more,&lt;br /&gt;oh bad girls get you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing,&lt;br /&gt;Sucking too hard on your lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down,&lt;br /&gt;sucking too hard on your lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;Say love, say love,&lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;say love, say love,&lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama told me what I should know,&lt;br /&gt;too much candy gonna ride your soul,&lt;br /&gt;if she loves you, let her go,&lt;br /&gt;'cause love only gets you down.&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the boy like me,&lt;br /&gt;never stood on my own two feet,&lt;br /&gt;now I'm blue, as I can be,&lt;br /&gt;oh love couldn't get me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing,&lt;br /&gt;sucking too hard on your lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down,&lt;br /&gt;sucking too hard on your lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;Say love, say love,&lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;say love, say love,&lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went walking with my mama one day,&lt;br /&gt;when she warn me what people say,&lt;br /&gt;live your life until love is found,&lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing,&lt;br /&gt;sucking too hard on your lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down,&lt;br /&gt;sucking too hard on your lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;Say love (say love), say love (say love),&lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;say love (say love), say love (say love),&lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama told me what I should know,&lt;br /&gt;too much candy gonna ride your soul,&lt;br /&gt;if she loves you, let her go,&lt;br /&gt;'cause love only gets you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucking too hard on your lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down,&lt;br /&gt;say, &lt;br /&gt;sucking too hard on your lollipop, &lt;br /&gt;or love's gonna get you down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-1180386670950838644?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1180386670950838644/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=1180386670950838644' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1180386670950838644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1180386670950838644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/06/mika-lollipop.html' title='Mika - Lollipop'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-1827672097394248489</id><published>2008-06-08T17:48:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T17:53:28.150+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aventura - Obsesion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_aventura_876.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aventura&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_aventura_876/testi_we_broke_the_rules_2393.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We Broke The Rules&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Obsesion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_GAS7pVM28&amp;amp;hl=it"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_GAS7pVM28&amp;amp;hl=it" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethin flava…Aventura ((phone rings))…Hello…shh solo escucha&lt;br /&gt;Son las cinco en la mañana&lt;br /&gt;y yo no he dormido nada&lt;br /&gt;Pensando en tu belleza&lt;br /&gt;en loco voy a parar&lt;br /&gt;que mi insomnio es mi castigo tu amor será mi alivio&lt;br /&gt;y hasta que no seas mía no viviré en paz&lt;br /&gt;Hoy conocí tu novio&lt;br /&gt;pequeño y no buen mozo&lt;br /&gt;Y se que él no te quiere por su forma de hablar&lt;br /&gt;Además tú no lo amas porque él no da la talla&lt;br /&gt;No sabe complacerte como lo haría yo&lt;br /&gt;Pero tendré paciencia&lt;br /&gt;Porque no es competencia&lt;br /&gt;Por eso no hay motivos para yo irrespetarlo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yudy ((chorus)):&lt;br /&gt;Noooo, No es amor lo que tú sientes&lt;br /&gt;Se llama obsesión&lt;br /&gt;Una ilusión…en tu pensamiento&lt;br /&gt;Que te hace hacer cosas así funciona el corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bien vestido Y en mi lexus pase por tu colegio&lt;br /&gt;Me informan que te fuiste&lt;br /&gt;Como un loco te fui alcanzar&lt;br /&gt;Te busque y no te encontraba&lt;br /&gt;Y eso me preocupaba&lt;br /&gt;Para calmar mi ansia yo te quería llamar&lt;br /&gt;Pero no tenia tu numero&lt;br /&gt;Y tu amiga ya me lo negó&lt;br /&gt;ser bonito mucho me ayudó&lt;br /&gt;Eso me trajo la solución&lt;br /&gt;Yo se que le gustaba&lt;br /&gt;Y le di una Mirada con par de palabritas tu numero me dio&lt;br /&gt;Del celular llamaba y tú no contestabas&lt;br /&gt;Luego te puse un beeper y no había conexión&lt;br /&gt;Mi única esperanza es que oigas mis palabras&lt;br /&gt;“No puedo tengo novio”&lt;br /&gt;“No me engañes por favor….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yudy ((chorus)):&lt;br /&gt;Nooooo, no es amor…(escúchame por favor)&lt;br /&gt;Lo que tú sientes…. (qué es?)&lt;br /&gt;Se llama obsesión…&lt;br /&gt;Una ilusión….(estoy perdiendo el control)&lt;br /&gt;En tu pensamiento…&lt;br /&gt;Que te hace hacer cosas..&lt;br /&gt;así funciona el corazón….(mi amor por dios no me enganches)(Digo Mas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hice cita pa\'l siquiatra&lt;br /&gt;A ver si me ayudaba&lt;br /&gt;Pues ya no tengo amigos por solo hablar de ti&lt;br /&gt;Lo que quiero es hablarte&lt;br /&gt;Para intentar besarte&lt;br /&gt;Será posible que por una obsesión uno pueda morir&lt;br /&gt;Y quizás pienses que soy tonto, privón, y también loco&lt;br /&gt;Pero es que en el amor soy muy original&lt;br /&gt;Me enamoro como otros&lt;br /&gt;Conquisto a mi modo&lt;br /&gt;Amar es mi talento te voy a enamorar&lt;br /&gt;Disculpa si te ofendo&lt;br /&gt;Pero es que soy honesto&lt;br /&gt;Con lujo de detalles&lt;br /&gt;Escucha mi versión&lt;br /&gt;pura crema chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Untarte y devorarte&lt;br /&gt;Llevarte a otro mundo En tu mente, corazón&lt;br /&gt;Ven vive una aventura&lt;br /&gt;Hagamos mil locuras&lt;br /&gt;Voy a hacerte caricias que no se han inventao…(Let me find out)&lt;br /&gt;No es amor, no es amor&lt;br /&gt;Ah …Es una obsesión&lt;br /&gt;No es amor, no es amor&lt;br /&gt;Ah …Es una obsesión (Repeat to the end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo Tradotto: &lt;b&gt;Ossessione&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son le cinque di mattina&lt;br /&gt;e non ho dormito niente&lt;br /&gt;pensando alla tua bellezza&lt;br /&gt;sto diventando pazzo&lt;br /&gt;l'insonnia e' il mio castigo&lt;br /&gt;il tuo amore sara' il mio sollievo&lt;br /&gt;e fino a che non sarai mia&lt;br /&gt;non vivro' in pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gia' ho conosciuto il tuo ragazzo&lt;br /&gt;piccolino e non piu' giovae&lt;br /&gt;e so che non ti vuol bene&lt;br /&gt;per come parla di te&lt;br /&gt;oltretutto tu non lo ami&lt;br /&gt;perche' lui non fa per te&lt;br /&gt;non sa compiacerti&lt;br /&gt;come farei io&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero' avro' pazienza&lt;br /&gt;perche' non e' una gara&lt;br /&gt;per questo non c'e' motivi&lt;br /&gt;perche' io lo rispetti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rit.&lt;br /&gt;No non e' amore&lt;br /&gt;quello che senti&lt;br /&gt;si chiama ossessione&lt;br /&gt;una illusione nei tuoi pensieri&lt;br /&gt;che ti fa fare cose&lt;br /&gt;cosi' funziona il cuore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nel mio stile e con la mia lexus&lt;br /&gt;passai alla tua scuola&lt;br /&gt;mi informano che te ne sei andata&lt;br /&gt;come un pazzo cercai di raggiungerti&lt;br /&gt;e non riuscivo a trovarti&lt;br /&gt;e cio' mi preoccupava&lt;br /&gt;per calmare la mia ansia&lt;br /&gt;cercavo di chiamarti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero' non avevo il tuo numero&lt;br /&gt;e la tua amica non me lo ha dato&lt;br /&gt;il belloccio mi aiuto' molto&lt;br /&gt;questo mi diede la soluzione&lt;br /&gt;sapevo che le piacevo&lt;br /&gt;e le feci uno sguardo&lt;br /&gt;con un paio di belle paroline&lt;br /&gt;mi ha dato il tuo numero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;il cellulare chiamava&lt;br /&gt;e tu non rispondevi&lt;br /&gt;allora ho usato un cercapersone&lt;br /&gt;ma non era collegato&lt;br /&gt;la mia unica speranza&lt;br /&gt;e' che tu ascolti le mia parole&lt;br /&gt;"non posso sono fidanzata"&lt;br /&gt;"non riagganciare per favore..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rit.&lt;br /&gt;No non e' amore (ascoltami per favore)&lt;br /&gt;quello che senti (che c'è?)&lt;br /&gt;Si chiama ossessione&lt;br /&gt;una illusione (sto perdendo il controllo) nei tuoi pensieri&lt;br /&gt;che ti fa fare cose&lt;br /&gt;cosi' funziona il cuore&lt;br /&gt;(amore mio per l'amor di dio non riagganciare, non lo dico più)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sono andato dallo psichiatra&lt;br /&gt;a vedere se poteva aiutarmi&lt;br /&gt;siccome non ho piu' amici&lt;br /&gt;anche solo per parlare di te&lt;br /&gt;quello che voglio e' parlarti&lt;br /&gt;per provare (poi) a baciarti&lt;br /&gt;sara' possibile che per una ossessione&lt;br /&gt;uno possa morire&lt;br /&gt;e chissa' penserai che sono tonto&lt;br /&gt;furfante e anche pazzo&lt;br /&gt;pero' e' che nell'amore&lt;br /&gt;sono molto originale&lt;br /&gt;non faccio innamorare come gli altri&lt;br /&gt;conquisto a modo mio&lt;br /&gt;amare e' il mio talento&lt;br /&gt;ti faro' innamorare&lt;br /&gt;scusa se ti offendo&lt;br /&gt;pero' e' che sono onesto&lt;br /&gt;con dettagli di lusso&lt;br /&gt;ascolta la mia versione&lt;br /&gt;pura crema e cioccolato&lt;br /&gt;unirti e divorarti&lt;br /&gt;portarti in un altro mondo&lt;br /&gt;nella tua mente, corazon&lt;br /&gt;vieni vivi un'avventura&lt;br /&gt;facciamo mille pazzie&lt;br /&gt;ti faro' delle carezze&lt;br /&gt;che non si sono mai nemmeno immaginate&lt;br /&gt;(scoprimi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non e' amore, non e' amore aahh e' un'ossessione&lt;br /&gt;non e' amore, non e' amore aahh e' un'ossessione&lt;br /&gt;non e' amore, non e' amore aahh e' un'ossessione&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-1827672097394248489?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1827672097394248489/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=1827672097394248489' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1827672097394248489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/1827672097394248489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/06/aventura-obsesion.html' title='Aventura - Obsesion'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-8946935640826170877</id><published>2008-06-03T00:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:18:09.285+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesto fuori tema</title><content type='html'>Questo è dovuto....FORZA RAGAZZI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NxCqSxMVp44&amp;amp;hl=it"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NxCqSxMVp44&amp;amp;hl=it" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hube&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7220229563343840312-8946935640826170877?l=musicistheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8946935640826170877/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7220229563343840312&amp;postID=8946935640826170877' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8946935640826170877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7220229563343840312/posts/default/8946935640826170877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musicistheway.blogspot.com/2008/06/sesto-fuori-tema.html' title='Sesto fuori tema'/><author><name>Hube o Liuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09288994292908943604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7220229563343840312.post-2658732715108583050</id><published>2008-05-29T22:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:42:44.236+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Brusco - Bella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bella raga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artista: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_brusco_1483.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brusco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://testimania.leonardo.it/artista/testi_brusco_1483/testi_si_fa_presto_a_dire_brusco_3166.html" class="link"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Si Fa Presto A Dire... Brusco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo: &lt;b&gt;Bella&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E10y0gMF0dU&amp;amp;hl=it"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E10y0gMF0dU&amp;amp;hl=it" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLA questo è il nuovo modo di dire..&lt;br /&gt;nn è difficile da capire basta che state a sentire....&lt;br /&gt;Se vedo un ’amico che nn incontro da un po’&lt;br /&gt;e ci tengo a salutarlo sai che cosa gli dirò....&lt;br /&gt;C’è chi dice ciao come stai e io invece nooooo.....&lt;br /&gt;Sai che gli dico io, sai cosa dico io, sai cosa dirò!!!&lt;br /&gt;IO DICO BELLA, KIKKO DICO BELLA, BELLA FRATELLO,&lt;br /&gt;BELLA LA SORELLA,BELLA CHI BALLA CHI SI RIBBELLA,&lt;br /&gt;BELLA DA QUESTA PARTE E ANCHE DA QUELLA...&lt;br /&gt;Dirsi buongiorno ormai non va più, e buonasera ormai non va più,&lt;br /&gt;arrivederci ormai non va più, e pure il salve ormai non va più....&lt;br /&gt;bella puoi dirlo a chi vuoi tu, più che un saluto è un passpartù ,&lt;br /&gt;anche al telefono se metti giù BELLA ALLA MIA CREW ....&lt;br /&gt;BELLA, KIKKO DICO BELLA, BELLA FRATELLO,&lt;br /&gt;BELLA LA SORELLA,BELLA CHI BALLA CHI SI RIBBELLA,&lt;br /&gt;BELLA DA QUESTA PARTE E ANCHE DA QUELLA...&lt;br /&gt;Bella si dice, se va tutto bene se ti senti felice&lt;br /&gt;davanti a sorprese inattese gradite se la gioia scoppia in petto&lt;br /&gt;come la dinamite.....bella a chi ride!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bella si esclama quando qualcuno a cui ci tieni chi chiama,&lt;br /&gt;quando montella la insacca e poi plana,&lt;br /&gt;se riesci ad andare al mare per il fine settimana.....bella chi si ama....&lt;br /&gt;bella si pensa quando ritrovi i bagagli a malpensa&lt;br /&gt;a scuola se non sai niente e rubi una sufficienza&lt;br /&gt;se prendi un 30 alla sapienza bella chi pensa ciò....&lt;br /&gt;BELLA, KIKKO DICO BELLA, BELLA FRATELLO,&lt;br /&gt;BELLA LA SORELLA,BELLA CHI BALLA CHI SI RIBBELLA,&lt;br /&gt;BELLA DA QUESTA PARTE E ANCHE DA QUELLA...&lt;br /&gt;Se vedo un ’amico che nn incontro da un po’&lt;br /&gt;e ci tengo a salutarlo sai che cosa gli dirò....&lt;br /&gt;C’è chi dice ciao come stai io invece nooooo....&lt;br /&gt;sai che gli dico io, sai cosa dico io, sai che cosa dirò!!!&lt;br /&gt;BELLA, KIKKO DICO BELLA, BELLA FRATELLO,&lt;br /&gt;BELLA LA SORELLA,BELLA CHI BALLA BELLA CHI SI RIBBELLA,&lt;br /&gt;BELLA DA QUESTA PARTE E ANCHE DA QUELLA...&lt;br /&gt;Se vai a milano sentirai bella lì, se vieni a roma sentirai bella ci&lt;br /&gt;se vai a palermo sentirai bella meeeee..... tutta Italia saluta così&lt;br /&gt;BELLA, KIKKO DICO BELLA, BELLA FRATELLO,&lt;br /&gt;BELLA LA SORELLA,BELLA CHI BALLA CHI SI RIBBELLA,&lt;br /&gt;BELLA DA QUESTA PARTE E ANCHE DA QUELLA...&lt;br /&gt;Una volta ancora:&lt;br /&gt;BELLA, KIKKO DICO BELLA, BELLA FRATELLO,&lt;br /&gt;BELLA LA SORELLA,BELLA CHI BALLA CHI SI RIBBELLA,&lt;br /&gt;BELLA DA QUESTA PARTE E ANCHE DA QUELLA...&lt;br /&gt;In Sicilia dicono BELLA, in Toscana dicono BELLA,&lt;br /&gt;in Piemonte dicono BELLA, in Calabria dicono BELLA,&lt;br /&gt;in Abruzzo dicono BELLA, in Trentino dicono BELLA,&lt;br /&gt;in Sardegna dicono BELLA, in Romagna dicono BELLA,&lt;br /&gt;in Molise dicono BELLA, in Molise dicono BELLA,&lt;br /&gt;nelle Marche dicono BELLA, anche in Puglia dicono BELLA,&lt;br /&gt;in Friuli dicono BELLA, anche in Umbria dicono BELLA,&lt;br /&gt;in Campagna dicono BELLAAAAA!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 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