Adriano Bernard

The first verse, full of meaning, leaves the listener perplexed as it lacks the direct object. Surely the poetic Marco didn’t sing the direct object to create suspense or because he doesn’t know Italian. The more likely scenario is the second one. Or perhaps our poet intended to say, “when you rev up this Ferrari”? In that case, the valiant singer did it for the sake of clear profit. From the word "Ferrari," in fact, all the money that the brave man had was apparent, which would have led the fifty-somethings buying his music to think (yes, they think sometimes too): "But if this guy has the money, how can he appear to us like a slob with an unbuttoned shirt? Someone this rich can’t be desperate!" And so we see the valiant Marco letting his beard grow and rolling in the mud like a hippopotamus to seem like a "desperate" homeless person.

When you
rev up
like me
without you
when you
shatter the glass
like me without you
When you lie
in wait like me
without you
When you are desperate
like me without you
And when I go back to her, I almost feel sorry for myself
and the more you're not there, the more I want you
I still want your fingers scratching my back
she's not an escape route and maybe there isn't one.
And when you are desperate
like me without you
when you know you're wrong
like me dying without you
And I don’t care about freedom
tonight I'm going out and smashing the city
with this desperate needle in me
...without you
and then I drench the wall with my poison
love with a tough face damn you
damn this life that runs like a train
no, there isn't an escape route, I know there isn't
When you are desperate
like me without you desperate.
When you are desperate
like me dying without you.

Oh no, sorry, it was desperate, a deep and self-descriptive song that our brave partisan wrote in a trench while shooting at the monstrous fascists. Or was the famous masini perhaps leaning out from a balcony in the Bahamas with his unbuttoned white shirt and tanned face? Then our brave man looks at himself in the mirror and says, "What do I look like???" and a sweet awayana with dark skin and a skirt of bananas whispers in his ear, "No, you fucking rich and desperate man," and so the valiant found the right words for his song... Which are the following:

Let's analyze BELLA STRONZA, a piece denouncing society and the communist system of Masini...

But let's analyze a rich and significant text by Masini, let's discover the poet who hides behind that optimistic right-wing asshole face. Which poet? You might ask. I will answer you: "Ask the Maaa!"

And you hear the same music that the premier hears! Are you anti-commercial and feel like Masini? What the hell kind of speech is that??? Bigazzi, assuming you know who Jim Morrison is, I don't think someone who listens to stuff like Masini could even name him. It's an insult to music. Carlo, unfortunately, you don't even belong to the category of idiots because you're below them.

because I want to chat with her... and she’s been bothering me for ages and I want to know why.
For the Maaa: strange that you don’t like Jesse McCartney...

how lazy you are...

click "download now" and go to "download msn messenger" basically you need to click "msn messenger"

go to: link rotto and go to manual download