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Thursday, January 10, 2008
Sarah Brightman & Andrea Bocelli: Time to say goodbye
Given a certain decision I've made late last night, this song comes to my mind. It seems the best way to start saying goodbye to a virtual little place that's been my home for so long.
Sarah:
Quando sono sola sogno all'orizzonte e mancan le parole, si lo so che non c'è luce in una stanza quando manca il sole, se non ci sei tu con me, con me. Su le finestre mostra a tutti il mio cuore che hai accesso, chiudi dentro me la luce che hai incontrato per strada.
Time to say goodbye. -- Con te partirò. Paesi che non ho mai veduto e vissuto con te, adesso sì li vivrò. Con te partirò su navi per mari che, io lo so, no, no, non esistono più, it's time to say goodbye. -- con te io li vivrò.
Andrea:
Quando sei lontana sogno all'orizzonte e mancan le parole, e io si lo so che sei con me, con me, tu mia luna tu sei qui con me, mio sole tu sei qui con me, con me, con me, con me.
Time to say goodbye. -- Con te partirò. Paesi che non ho mai veduto e vissuto con te, adesso sì li vivrò. Con te partirò su navi per mari che, io lo so, no, no, non esistono più,
Both:
con te io li rivivrò. Con te partirò su navi per mari che, io lo so, no, no, non esistono più, con te io li rivivrò. Con te partirò
This song of the day is inspired by Sarah. Thank you :)
I want the world to wake I want to give you peace I want to vindicate You need to be released
Don't want to hurt you I need to make you see If I desert you Its just to make you see
That I'm a man that's weak And I'm a man that's lost I give it all away To complicate the cost
Don't want to hurt you I need to make you see If I desert you Its just to make you see I'm not going to hurt you now I need to make you see If I desert you now Its just to make you see
I want you to be free I want you to be free from me
Today's song of the day goes to D and I for taking dancing lessons together :P Sophie Ellis Bextor - Murder on the Dancefloor
It's murder on the dancefloor But you better not kill the groove Dj, gonna burn this goddamn house right down
Oh, I know I know I know I know I know I know About your kind And so and so and so and so and so and so I'll have to play
If you think you're getting away I will prove you wrong I'll take you all the way Boy, just come along hear me when I say Hey
It's murder on the dancefloor But you better not kill the groove Hey, hey It's murder on the dancefloor But you better not steal the moves Dj, gonna burn this goddamn house right down
Oh I know I know I know I know I know I know There may be others And so and so and so and so and so and so You'll just have to pray
If you think you're getting away I will prove you wrong I'll take you all the way Stay another song I'll blow you all away Hey
It's murder on the dancefloor But you better not kill the groove Hey, hey It's murder on the dancefloor But you better not steal the moves DJ, gonna turn this house around somehow Murder on the dancefloor But you better not kill the groove Hey, hey It's murder on the dancefloor But you better not steal the moves Dj, gonna burn this goddamn house right down
Don't think you'll get away I will prove you wrong I'll take you all away Boy just come along Here me when I say Hey
It's murder on the dancefloor But you better not kill the groove It's murder on the dancefloor But you better not steal the moves DJ, gonna burn this goddamn house right down
It's murder on the dancefloor But you better not kill the groove Hey, hey It's murder on the dancefloor But you better not steal the moves DJ, gonna burn this goddamn house right down
It's murder on the dancefloor (On the dancefloor) But you better not kill the groove Hey, hey It's murder on the dancefloor (On the dancefloor) But you better not steal the moves DJ, gonna burn this goddamn house right down
Theres more besides joyrides Little house in the countryside Understand, learn to demand, Compromise, sometimes lie
Get the balance right, get the balance right
Be responsible, respectable, Stable but gullible Concerned and caring, help the helpless But always remain ultimately selfish
Get the balance right, get the balance right
You think youve got a hold of it all You havent got a hold at all When you reach the top, get ready to drop Prepare yourself for the fall, youre gonna fall Its almost predictable
Dont take this way, dont take that way Straight down the middle until next thursday Push to the left, back to the right Twist and turn til youve got it right
This song best describes how I felt on Sunday, early in the morning. It was our first morning together in our new place.
Sunday morning rain is falling Steal some covers share some skin Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable You twist to fit the mold that I am in But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew That someday it would bring me back to you That someday it would bring me back to you
That may be all I need In darkness she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning And I never want to leave
Fingers trace your every outline Paint a picture with my hands Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm Change the weather still together when it ends
That may be all I need In darkness she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning And I never want to leave
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do Sunday morning rain is falling and I’m calling out to you Singing someday it’ll bring me back to you Find a way to bring myself home to you
And you may not know That may be all I need In darkness she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow?
When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You're so fucking special But I 'm a creep I 'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts I want to have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I'm not around You're so fucking special I wish I was special
But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here
She's running out again She's running out She run, run, run run Run
Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so fucking special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't belong here.
This song of KT Tunstall is a new favorite of both D and I. Listened to it on Radio Guerrilla for a few times and we instantly loved it. Enjoy!
Say you to me You're a bird with an eye for the enemy shining Searching the land for a hero of a man You say I need More than my fair share of attention But I think you know That just isn't so
Oh underneath I felt the fire of a burning question Tearing me apart, Right from the very start. And now I see, That it dont take a trick Of the light to excite me. So Strong So Long You'll see
Hold on to what you've been given lately. Hold on to what you know you've got. Hold on to what you've been given lately. Hold on 'cause the world will turn if you're ready or not.
Simplicity, A heart of gold, an old head and young shoulders Quiet and lovely, Becoming part of me. And now I see from a handful of names and a thousand faces. One light burning Fiercely
I was tired of January Tired of June I felt a change coming oh oh I was tired of January I was tired of June I felt a change coming oh oh I felt a change coming, I felt a change coming, I felt a change coming sooon.
Hold on to what you've been given lately. Hold on to what you know you've got. Hold on to what you've been given lately. Hold on 'cause the world will turn if you're ready or not.
Hold on to what you've been given lately. Hold on to what you know you've got. Hold on to what you've been given lately. Hold on 'cause the world will turn if you're ready or not.
Well the world will turn if you're ready or not Whoa-oh, Yes the world will turn if you're ready or not.
Name: Alina Home: Bucharest, Bucharest, Romania About Me: "This is my church. This is where I heal my hurts". It's also where I feel free and my preferred means of expression. See my complete profile
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