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sloberi
 Reg.: 05 Feb 2003 Messaggi: 15093 Da: San Polo d'Enza (RE)
| Inviato: 28-10-2003 10:20 |
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Non so perchč ma oggi mi sono svegliato molto Pink Floyd. Quindi...Remember when you were young,
You shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes,
Like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon,
You cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night,
And exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome
With random percision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
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ilNero
 Reg.: 11 Apr 2003 Messaggi: 5388 Da: Napoli (NA)
| Inviato: 28-10-2003 11:46 |
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Niente da aggiungere.
Almeno con le parole.
_________________ Just a perfect day,
Ma starei meglio se tu non appoggiassi quella mano sulla mia spalla. |
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missGordon
 Reg.: 03 Gen 2002 Messaggi: 2327 Da: Roma (RM)
| Inviato: 28-10-2003 12:29 |
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se ti sei svegliato molto Pink Floyd mi viene da chiederti:...che hai fatto ieri sera?
non c'č molto da dire di originale sul gruppo che ha praticamente inventato il Rock psichedelico...solo a leggerla questa canzone mi ha fatto venire i brividi...
se la fase continua durante la giornata... |
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ECHOES
 Reg.: 23 Set 2003 Messaggi: 129 Da: ANCONA (AN)
| Inviato: 28-10-2003 13:18 |
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_________________ ....You piper,you prisoner and shine |
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sloberi
 Reg.: 05 Feb 2003 Messaggi: 15093 Da: San Polo d'Enza (RE)
| Inviato: 28-10-2003 14:03 |
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Non malignare Miss!
Semplicemente i Pink sono spesso la mia valvola di sfogo quando passo giornate di merda come quella di ieri.
E in effetti la fase sta continuando...aaaahhh ecco che si impadroniscono di me!!!
take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
and build them a home a little place of their own
the fletcher memorial
home for incurable tyrants and kings
and they can appear to themselves every day
on closed circuit t.v.
to make sure they're still real
it's the only connection they feel
"ladies and gentlemen, please welcome reagan and haig
mr. begin and friend mrs. thatcher and paisley
mr. brezhnev and party
the ghost of mccarthy
the memories of nixon
and now adding colour a group of anonymous latin
american meat packing glitterati"
did they expect us to treat them with any respect
they can polish their medals and sharpen their
smiles, and amuse themselves playing games for a while
boom boom, bang bang, lie down you're dead
safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye
with their favourite toys
they'll be good girls and boys
in the fletcher memorial home for colonial
wasters of life and limb
is everyone in?
are you having a nice time?
now the final solution can be applied
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