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INVERNO
09:29
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INVERNO.
Riesci a sentirmi? Ho tutte queste voci Io fui angelo esilio tenebre
La perdita Feroce Tutto tutto E la fine Le cose perdute
Le cose che rimangono E scordare
Rimorso Rancore Cambiare cambiare Niente cambia
E poi un sussurro Ancora Io voglio ora Silenzio Pace
Io che fui Acqua Acquila Ricordo Io solo Io son.. io sono.
WINTER.
Can you hear me? I have all these voices
I was exiled angel darkness The loss Fierce All all
And the end Things lost The things that remain
And forget Remorse Grudge Changes changes
Nothing changes And then a whisper More I want it now
Silence Peace I was Water Eagle I remember
I just I am .. I am.
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MALAPARTE
10:36
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TU 6 CHI CHIAMO MADONNA
11:27
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TU SEI CHI CHIAMO MADONNA.
tu sei chi io chiamo Madonna
dici: "se non sono in me, portami indietro!"
urli quando chiedo la santa comunione
splendida rosa rossa
uscita dalla pioggia
sai molti più segreti
terribili della bellezza
hai terra cavalli cielo
tra le stanze della pelle
e poi io vengo come
un elettrico julio cesare
orgoglioso
bagnato
devastato
pericoloso
esaurito
vengo e vi saluto
Salve Regina
e poi
delirante come scivolassi all'inferno
più tardi
improvvisamente
anfetaminica
la morte.
YOU'RE WHO I CALL MADONNA.
you are who I call Madonna
say, "if not in me, take me back!"
you scream when I ask for Holy Communion
beautiful red rose
out of the rain
know many more secrets
more terrible then beauty
horses have, land sky
between the rooms of the skin
and then I come as
an electric julius cesar
proud
wet
devastated
dangerous
spent
come and greet you
Salve Regina
and then
delirious as slipping into hell
later
suddenly
amphetamine
death.
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MOZART
02:05
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MOZART.
Son Tuo Padre Sei Pieno Di Me
Cuor Coperto Di Piume
Vengo Da Famiglia Di Tordi
Nero Carro Andando All'Inferno
Son Vivo Son Morto
Son Tuo Padre, Baby
Tempo Non Cancella Niente
Cigolante Andando All'Inferno
Io Perdo Controllo
Voglio Solo Scordare
I Treni Di Pena
O, Padre, Gli Occhi Nel Cielo
Buttar Via Loro Figlio Nel Sonno
Son Tuo Padre Sei Pieno Di Me
Cigolando Andando All'Inferno....
I Am Your Father You are full of myself
Heart covered in feathers
I come from a family of Thrushes
Black Wagon going to hell
Living Dead
I Am Thy Father, Baby
Time does not erase anything
Going to hell creaking
I lose control
I just want to Forgotten
The Trains Of Pain
O, Poor Father, Eyes In The Sky
Throw away their children in Sleep
I Am Your Father You are full of myself
Creaking going to hell .........
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ARTE SACRA ATELIER San Antonio, Texas
An Italian Noise Crooner in San Antonio, Texas USA
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