...mi venne regalata da un vecchio monaco guerriero,
che seppe custodire il suo cuore e la sua rotta,
su di un'antica cima a sud del vento profumato dei bucaneve,
nulla e nessuno seppe di lui in verità chi fosse,
ma il vento e gli uccelli dei boschi,
s'avvicinavano a sentirlo suonare,
molti lo credon morto, pazzo o sperduto,
ma io so per certo, ché solo ravveduto...
danijel
TANCK TO JJCCCCC
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EceOhfqYQhw
I'm just the pieces of the man I used to be
Too many bitter tears are raining down on me
I'm far away from home
And I've been facing this alone for much too long
I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me
About growing up and what a struggle it would be
In my tangled state of mind
I've been looking back to find
Where I went wrong
Too much love will kill you
If you can't make up your mind
Torn between the lover and the love you leave behind
You're headed for disaster 'cos you never read the signs
Too much love will kill you every time
I'm just the shadow of the man I used to be
And it seems like there's no way out of this for me
I used to bring you sunshine
Now all I ever do is bring you down, oooh
How would it be if you were standing in my shoes
Can't you see that it's impossible to choose
No there's no making sense of it
Every way I go I'm bound to lose
Too much love will kill you
Just as sure as none at all
It'll drain the power that's in you
Make you plead and scream and crawl
And the pain will make you crazy
You're the victim of your crime
Too much love will kill you every time
Yeah too much love will kill you
It'll make your life a lie
Yes too much love will kill you
And you won't understand why
You'd give your life you'd sell your soul
But here it comes again
Too much love will kill you
In the end
In the end
E' vero, "IL MIO TROPPO AMORE MI UCCIDERA'"....ahahahah, sai,come SYD, parlo con il futuro, ho scelto questa strada, ne morirò?...poco importa. E' importante che comprendi quanto ti amo, e non importa il tuo nome, è importante che segui il tuo cuore. Alcune volte bisogna fare delle scelte, troncare i propri passi, così come si tronca una pianta che deve far crescere i suoi frutti...alcuni rami si potano per far si che QUELLA pianta seguiti a germogliare i suoi frutti...Questo è il mio modo di amare. Lo spirito libero di un uomo deve inseminare più fiori possibili, senza ucciderli, senza rancore, senza vergogna, senza mettere a rischio i nuovi petali. Se ti sei spinta a tanto forse capirai le mie parole e le mie scelte. SOLO L'APE REGINA UCCIDE IL SUO AMANTE! E QUESTO E' UN GRANDE, GRANDISSIMO ATTO D'AMORE PER I SUOI FIGLI.Ti amo...ma ci sono UOMINI che "sanno",e che non ci è nessuna vergogna a cambiare i propri passi, fermarsi sul letto del fiume, guardare le sue acque, parlargli del prima e del dopo, per poi attraversarle.
P.S.
approposito bel video;)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Ye8GLPUVsM
See the stone set in your eyes,
see the thorn twist in your side;
I'll wait for you.
Sleight of hand and twist of fate,
on a bed of nails she makes me wait;
and I wait without you,
with or without you,
with or without you.
Through the storm we reach the shore,
you give it all but I want more;
and I'm waitin' for you.
With or without you,
with or without you, uh-huh,
I can't live
with or without you.
And you give yourself away,
and you give yourself away,
and you give, and you give,
and you give yourself away.
My hands are tied,
my body bruised,
she's got me with nothing to win
and nothing left to lose.
And you give yourself away,
and you give yourself away,
and you give, and you give,
and you give yourself away.
With or without you,
with or without you, oh,
I can't live
with or without you.
Oh oh oh oh,
oh oh oh oh,
oh oh oh oh, oh oh.
With or without you,
with or without you, uh-huh,
I can't live
with or without you,
with or without you.
Ooh ooh ooh
ooh ooh ooh.
Ooh ooh ooh
ooh ooh ooh.
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