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The lips of the righteous teach many,
But fools die for want of wisdom.
The rich man wealth is in his city;
Do you hear, do you hear, can you understa-and?!

Destruction of the poor, is poverty;
Destruction of the soul, is vanity.
The righteous’ wealth is in his Holy Pla-ace.
do you hear?

Those who have eyes, to see will see!

The rich man wealth is in his city;
do you hear, do you believe, do you understand?!

Destruction of the poor is poverty.
Destruction of the soul is vanity,
well hear me children!
The righteous’ wealth is in his Holy Pla-ace!

io grande confusione nel grande silenzio
ecco
un bel riassunto ermetico
🙂

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=66yXfq5Oeow
When I woke up today
And you weren’t there to play
Then I wanted to be with you
When you showed me your eyes
Whispered love at the skies
Then I wanted to stay with you
Inside me I feel alone and unreal
And the way you kiss will always be
A very special thing to me…
When I lay still at night seeing
Stars high and light
Then I wanted to be with you
When the rooftops shone dark
All alone (I) saw a spark
Spark of love just to stay with you
Inside me I feel alone and unreal
And the way you kiss will always be
A very special thing to me…
If I mention your name
Turn around on a chain
Then the sky opens for you
When we grew very tall
When I saw you so small
Then I wanted to stay with you
Inside me I feel alone and unreal
And the way you kiss will always be
A very special thing to me…

e “ma fa fresco lì?”
(canticchia) never a frown…
with goldenbrown
b “ehehe, si sta bene. c’e’ il solleone ma non si sente caldo e’ un sole diverso quando lo vedi dalla finestra ti chiama in strada e mentre cammini sotto quel sole ti pare il momento piu’ figo della tua vita.
poi pero’ ti accorgi che se si alza un filo d’aria hai di nuovo freschetto.
e’ luminosissimo ma non scalda mai troppo. lo senti sulle spalle eh..ma un soffio d’aria e brr…brividino”

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Everything about,
about to go out,
me out, you out,
yes and everything is out
about, out…
out, out, out, out, out, out,
Let’s split!
I’m telling you this is it!

Everything is down,
and hound, hound, hound
back down, down, down
even everything is down
abound and down,
down, down, down, down, down, down
Let’s split!
Tellin’ you this is it!

Nobody is right tonight,
night, height, right, tight,
it isn’t right
Me out, you out
And everything is out
out, out, out, out, out, out
Let’s split!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0XYC9dRseuo

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la

So sad about us
So sad about us
Sad that the news is out now
Sad, suppose we can’t turn back now
Sad about us

So bad about us
So bad about us
Bad – never meant to break up
Bad – suppose we’ll never make up
Bad about us

Apologies mean nothing
When the damage is done
But I can’t switch off my loving
Like you can’t switch off the sun

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la

La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

So sad about us
So sad about us
Sad – never meant to break up
Sad – suppose we’ll never make up
Sad about us

“We must rapidly begin the shift from a thing-oriented society to a person-oriented society. When machines and computers, profit motives and property rights are considered more important than people, the giant triplets of racism, militarism and economic exploitation are incapable of being conquered. A nation can flounder as readily in the face of moral and spiritual bankruptcy as it can through financial bankruptcy.”

Dr. Martin Luther King, April, 1967

quindi, restate in italia con bossi e berlusconi e i millemila fascistelli mafiosi che li servono, qua non vi vogliamo.