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Being a woman today

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You, five days of sadness and then
You run towards life.
You - «Me?» - with your parachute
You jump in the air and go - «The fuck you want?»
You land in the garden of the house
Then you move safe and fresh
As in a spring morning.
 
In your bedroom
There is a gentleman who activates the press
On your little cotton buddies
Who beg for help,
But he steals them from you and goes away.
You cry and chase your
Soft, tender, soggy
Plugs for the hairy pussy.
 
And from today on you can even find your plugs for the hairy pussy in magnum packs of eighty pieces. Her nice big fluffy cigars!
 
But I would like to ask you a question:
'Did you notice that I'm a little man now?'
And I'd like to give you another:
'Are you menstruating?'
 
Sssh. Sleep now. It's all over.
 
Protagonist of my time
Protagonist of my sexuality.
 
Being a woman today,
Experiencing the prodigy of your monthly cycle
Flaunting self-confidence.
Being a woman today,
Aspire to the role that history owes you:
That of a amiable,
Placid, unpredictable
helmsman of a sailing ship projected
Towards the sea of the year two thousand
To the cry of 'Cock, at once!'
 
Hey, I got you in the way,
Sing oh hey, shandu hays, uidisais,
The faith in the form before you yaps.

 
Being a woman today,
No longer the one who shits children,
But the sweet and stubborn one
Who shits your children.
Like Loretta Goggi in Freccia Nera
Or in Maledetta Primavera-damn independent.
Stronghold woman
When the flow is more abundant,
Jaunty when it is the case
Or al little rowdy of a never tamed clitoris,
To the cry of...
 
But I would like to ask you a question:
'Did you notice that I'm a little man now?'
And I'd like to give you another:
'Are you menstruating?'
 
Protagonist of your time,
Protagonist of your sexuality.
Protagonist of your time,
Protagonist of your sexuality.
Little women, big lips
Little man some big lips will appreciate.
I probably won't copulate,
But your fallopian trumpets I will blow.
Protagonist of your cotton sausage.
Na na na na na na na na...
 


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25.11.2024

Chrysanthemum





(ydn.)
Mom, I tried.
Mom, I tried.
Yes, you did.
Mom, I tried.
 

(Nimeni Altu`)
Art is a flower destined to die in order to better understand humanity,
the beauty of life, and happiness, and this has been my pursuit.
Art soothes our pain, it makes us laugh, it makes us cry.
Art awakens pleasure, it's both therapy and the fear we overcome.
An express train carriage where the soul's expression always prevails.
Art heals the spirit, in the darkness, it's the light of the air.
Art makes you better, it's an exchange of knowledge and reflections on life, a recognition of creation, in fact, everything that poets recite.
Art is the last drop of water for a society in the desert, and for humanity, it remains its only testament.
Art is the freedom we had when we were children and played, we were poor and smiled, creating something from the little we had.
Art is the treasure box of the Earth, it's freedom for a prisoner, it's sight for the blind and a voice for the mute.
Art is sound for the deaf.
Art is the treasure of the soul that remains through time, beyond space.
Art is an older photograph of an entire generation.
 

(ydn.)
You smile sadly in pictures now, a silent shadow in flowers made of ash.
Give me long nights to dream of us, getting drunk with Mayflowers,
For I wish you would listen to what I sing now, it's all you carry along life's path, it's all that hurts when you can't sleep, it's the chrysanthemum in my hair.
I wish I could fly through clouds of longing to embrace you when everything is empty, and we could paint faces in the rain. I wish we wouldn’t forget about us.
About us,
About us,
About us,
Together...
 


25.11.2024

Mr. Gershwin





In my grandfather's attic
I found a Fred Astaire record
From the time when the streets of Broadway
Were dancing
All the old mechanical toys suddenly awakened by this music
Then jumped out their cardboard boxes
In one bound
And all around me
With cries of joy
They sang together
In the middle of the attic which lit up
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Our grandfathers didn't have
A TV to entertain themselves
But back then, all the Broadway theaters
Were singing
Some were doing tap dancing
Others were playing the trumpet
And you were writing the Rhapsody in Blue
For us
It was the time of swing
And Charlie Chaplin
But we, to show you
That even in this attic you're not forgotten...
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 


25.11.2024

In Vain





Why didn't I say anything?
I know it's my fault, but I'm just too much of a coward
I can handle myself
Why didn't I dare to say it?
We were just friends, but I was hoping for something more
 

I know I have made it difficult
Because I have never said anything
I'm holding onto a little hope
But I can't say it now
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Oh, come on
As if I didn't feel anything for you
You've never showed that you want to be with me
No, no
Oh, once again
Have I hit my head first and sacrificed you?
There was no way we were going to happen
No, no, no
 

You have made it difficult
Because you have never said anything
Oh, only once I have moved on
That's when you're standing here in the same place
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
Yes, it's too late
And expected
It goes without saying until I let go
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
 


25.11.2024

Going even further (Reprise)





Going even further
And sailing by your side
To discover in the morning
Beaches yet to be explored
Then going even further
Being able to start all over again
Under the horizon, at eternity's reflection
All together, we can, we want to,
we will go even further