mercoledì 29 gennaio 2014
sabato 25 gennaio 2014
We are alive (Bruce Springsteen)
“There’s a cross up yonder up on Calvary Hill
there’s a slip of blood on a silver knife
there’s a graveyard kid down below
where at night the dead come to life
well, above the stars they crackle in fire
a dead man’s moon throws seven rings
we’d put our ears to the cold grave stones
this is the song they’d sing
We are alive
and though our bodies lie alone here in the dark
our spirits rise to carry the fire and light the spark
to stand shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
A voice cried I was killed in Maryland in 1877
when the railroad workers made their stand
I was killed in 1963 one Sunday morning in Birmingham
well, I died last year crossing the southern desert
my children left behind in San Pablo
well, they’ve left our bodies here to rot
oh, please let them know
We are alive
and though we lie alone here in the dark
our souls will rise to carry the fire and light the spark
to fight shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
Let your mind rest easy, sleep well my friend
it’s only our bodies that betray us in the end
I awoke last night in the dark and dreamy deep
from my head to my feet, my body’d gone stone cold
there were worms crawling all around me
my fingers scratching at an earth black and six foot low
Alone in the blackness of my grave
alone I’d been left to die
then I heard voices calling all around me
the earth rose above me, my eyes filled with sky
We are alive
and though our bodies lie alone here in the dark
our souls and spirits rise
to carry the fire and light the spark
to fight shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
to stand shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
we are alive”.
mercoledì 22 gennaio 2014
Where the streets have no name (U2)
I wanna run
I want to hide
I wanna tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I wanna reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name
I want to feel
Sunlight on my face
I see the dust cloud disappear
Without a trace
I want to take shelter from the poison rain
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
We're still building
Then burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do
The city's aflood
And our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Trampled in dust
I'll show you a place
High on a desert plain
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
We're still building
Then burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do
Our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Blown by the wind
Oh, and I see our love
See our love turn to rust
Oh, we're beaten and blown by the wind
Blown by the wind
Oh, when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do
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