Francesco De Gregori Bufalo Bill
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Francesco De Gregori Bufalo Bill
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#killrockstar76 sorry, and the capitals????? Great album but I also think it's not the best...
The Blues Brothers The Blues Brothers
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Great film, great interpretation of many classics that, perfectly revisited, acquire a new and overwhelming energy.
Piero Marras Fuori Campo
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SARDI: junkyard, iside, pedraelighe, Hal, puntiniCazpuntini, surferkangoor, vv (immaculate stigmata), (half on the mother's side) know-it-all, and then I don't know............
Inti Illimani La Nueva Cancion Chilena
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unlike Hal, I quote Lucio Dalla...
Tazenda Murales
Tazenda Murales
18 oct 06
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the translation is copy-pasted from their site dear Caz of the Caz
Le Orme Collage
Le Orme Collage
18 oct 06
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beautiful beautiful but really beautiful
David Bowie Aladdin Sane
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The Dune with the lightning, wow, worse than Iside with the pencil in her eyes.
Tazenda Murales
Tazenda Murales
18 oct 06
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ABANDONED
Night of struggle
without a light
and in my heart
there is no hope
here comes the day
that pierces a cloud
and laughing, laughing
it arrives all the way here...
it comes humming a dillu...
in the garbage dumps, the abandoned
searching for food, searching...
among the people, in the street
asking
life wakes up crying
you children of no one
forgotten over the years
you are only fifty-one
but it feels like a hundred years
from the garbage dumps, of civilization
the voice of the abandoned
let's write a song
and without taking a breath
we sing to not forget
you grandparents of no one
with years forgotten
where has life taken you?
in the garbage dumps
My heart, living fountain, cherished
so I too
can drink to life
here comes the day
that pierces a cloud
and laughing, laughing
it arrives here
it comes humming a dillu
we children of no one
in the forgotten years
where has life brought you?
In the garbage dumps
the abandoned, in the garbage dumps
searching for food, searching...
among the people, in the street
asking
life wakes up crying
you children of no one
forgotten over the years
you are only fifty-one
but it feels like a hundred years.
In the garbage dumps...
Piero Marras Fuori Campo
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Well done Pedra (I save a bit for the PunGitore)