Lost boys calling



dedicated a novecento, ursprünglich hochgeladen von eyeflyer

dedicated a novecento

( La Leggenda del Pianista sull’Oceano )

lost boys calling

Come hold me now
I am not gone
I would not leave you here alone
In this dead calm beneath the waves
I can still hear those lost boys calling

You could not speak
You were afraid
To take the risk of being left again
And so you tipped your hat and waved and then
You turned back up the gangway of that steel tomb again

And in Mott street in July
When I hear those seabirds cry
I hold the child
The child in the man
The child that we leave behind

And in Mott street in July
When I hear those seabirds cry
I hold the child
The child in the man
The child that we leave behind

The spotlight fades
The boys disband
The final notes lie mute upon the sand
And in the silence of the grave
I can still hear those lost boys calling

We left them there
When they were young
The men were gone until the west was won
And now there’s nothing left but time to kill
You never took us fishin‘ dad and now you never will

And in Mott street in July
When I hear those seabirds cry
I hold the child
The child in the man
The child that we leave behind

Roger Waters Ennio Morricone

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Uusblick



Uusblick, ursprünglich hochgeladen von eyeflyer

Uusblick

„Wir gehen in die Berge…. weil wir das Gefühl haben,
ganz oben bei uns sein zu können.
Weil wir uns als Teil eines größeren Ganzen verstehen.“

Tom Dauer

Wait for me

Wait for me

I will answer the wind
I will leave with the tide
I’ll be out on the road
Every chance I can ride

No matter how far
No matter how free
I’ll be alone
If you’ll wait for me

There’ll be times when I’ll rise
There’ll be times when I’ll fall
There’ll be times when its best to say nothing at all

Knowing you’re right
Letting it be
I’ll be around
If you’ll wait for me
If you’ll wait for me

And I’ll fight for the right to go over the hill
If it’ll only mean something to me
I will not be persuaded
I wont be still
I’ll find a way to be free

In the cool of the night
In the heat of the day
If you’re ever in doubt
I’ll be on my way
Straight to your side
I guarantee
I’ll be around
If you’ll wait for me
If you’ll wait for me

Bob Seeger

Certe volte sono bianche e corrono …



Certe volte sono bianche e corrono …, ursprünglich hochgeladen von eyeflyer

Le Nuvole

… E‘ una fortuna osservare una nuvola vagante . ( Ingmar Bergman )

LE NUVOLE

Vanno
vengono
ogni tanto si fermano
e quando si fermano
sono nere come il corvo
sembra che ti guardano con malocchio.
Certe volte sono bianche
e corrono
e prendono le forme dell’airone
o della pecora
o di qualche altra bestia
ma questo lo vedono meglio i bambini
che giocano a corrergli dietro per tanti metri.
Certe volte ti avvisano con rumore
prima di arrivare
e la terra si trema
e gli animali si stanno zitti…
certe volte tiavvisano con rumore
Vanno
vengono
ritornano
e magari si fermano tanti giorni
che non vedi piu il sole e le stelle
e ti sembra di non conoscere
più il posto dove stai.
Vanno
vengono
per una vera
mille sono finte
e si mettono tra noi e il cielo
per lasciarci soltanto una voglia di pioggia.

Fabrizio De Andrè