Thursday, September 25, 2008

Where To Find Hidden Stuff In My House

behind closed doors I want are my tentacles

Without waiting for more time to be in the hands
Fall Asleep
It does not matter if everything around you is stopped
Fall Asleep
I are the time, are the space and desires are my tentacles
And most of the time between burning your hands

You Fall Asleep ways that confuse
Only anger to settle
Feel you break everything around you but without shock
E 'the desire that has no escape route
And then suddenly I realize that makes no sense
refuge inside a shadow of boredom
And no longer try, you no longer exist (still dreaming) You
ways that confuse
Only anger to settle
without waiting to suffer the most time in the hands
Fall Asleep
It does not matter if everything around you is stopped
Fall Asleep
I have time, have the space and desires are my tentacles
And most of the time between burning your hands
And I have no dreams shine
more shadows to kill
And I have no more strength to stay here
Sa lucid and insane phobia,
c ome invisible air

confuse everything 's just anger that no longer escape
And then suddenly I realize that makes no sense
refuge from boredom in a shadow
And we do not try more , you no longer exist (still dreaming) You
ways that confuse
Only anger to settle
Feel you break everything around you but without shock
I hear your voice scream, groped , err
not stand to see you die everyday, innocuous and banal
Sa lucid and insane phobia, such as air invisible confuse everything
Without waiting for more time to be in the hands
Fall Asleep
And no matter if everything around you is stopped
Fall Asleep
I am time, are the space and desires are my tentacles
And most of burn time in the hands
Fall Asleep
Fall Asleep
Linea 77 feat Tiziano Ferro
I am an eternal dreamer ...
me and be my love, I kidnapped in flights that often take me away from dark thoughts.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Rash On Arm Lookes Like Scratches

Without so many words, making no more noise ...

"It 's time to learn to look at.
' s time to clean up the thought.
's time to give up the poison"
I'm tired ...
Yes, I realize I am tired of having become intolerant to many, too many, endless barren words ...
I have full brain!

Friday, September 5, 2008

Ems Guangzhou Customs

September ...

September
The sun in September left me to dress more lightly,
the river banks in the rest open of this expanse.
You told me that truth and beauty do not make noise.
Just let go, just let them go.
's time to learn to look at.
's time to clean up the thought.
It 's time to control the fire.
's time to really listen.
Love in September made me feel even lighter.
the day sinks into the grooves burned of this expanse.
You knew that no joy is born without pain.
Just do heal, just let it go.
's time to learn to look at.
's time to clean up the thought.
It 's time to control the fire.
's time to really listen
' s time to learn how to fall
's time to give up the poison
'S time to master fire
' s time to really listen.
Love in September made me feel even lighter.
Cristina DonĂ 
feat. Giuliano Sangiorgi
The summer I've been left behind, now the summer is a good memory ...
September is a month that I found particularly like ... do not ask me why, I do not even know I only know that this month makes me peace ...