Lo Stato Sociale - Febbre Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
Fever
To gut the clouds
To slap the moon
You are beautiful to bite the threads of the
High voltage wires
To be drunk a cistern of ashes
to the drop
To cut off your hair
Starting from the throat
You're beautiful to close in the elevator
With a Jehovah witness and then
To be dropped
You're beautiful to count with tongue
The teeth of your guillotine
And playing that number
Losing everything except a bill
Beautiful that compared
Hell is a half-board
Beautiful that no apple
will prevent me from calling the doctor
( Beautiful ) That my blood becomes petrol
But I do not stop licking my wounds
And even before to fade
Like soap flakes
My fingers clinging to a cornice
Please come back here, please come back here
Please come back
To crush them as only you know
Let me sweat out my fever!
Let me sweat out my fever!
Let me sweat out my fever!
To crush them as only you know. (2 times)
38 and one. 38 and two
( you are beautiful to gut the clouds, to slap the moon)
38 and three. 38 and four
(you are beautiful to bite the high voltage wires)
38 and five. 38 and six
(to drink a cistern of ash to the drop )
38 and seven. 38 and eight
(to cut the hair, starting from the throat)
38 and nine. 39 and one
(you are beautiful to be closed in the elevator with a Jehovah witness )
39 and two. 39 and three
(and then, to be dropped)
39 and four. 39 and five
(You are beautiful to count the teeth of your guillotine, with tongue)
39 and six. 39 and seven
(and playing that number, losing everything except a bill)
39 and eight. 39 and nine
(Beautiful, who compared the hell is a half board)
Beautiful, that no apple will save me the doctor
Let me sweat out my fever! (Forty!)
Let me sweat out my fever! (Forty one!)
Let me sweat out my fever! (Fortythree!)
Let me sweat out my fever! (Forty four!)
Let me sweat out my fever! (Forty five!)
Let me sweat out my fever! (Fourty six!)
Let me sweat out my fever! (Forty seven!)
Let me sweat out my fever! (Fourty eight!)
Let me sweat out my fever! (Fourty nine!)
Let me sweat out my fever! (Fifty!)
One hundred!
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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