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Granvanoeli | And Then We Met The Impero
Outside The Loop Stupendo Sensation
Into The Darkness, Into The Moda |
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| We drunk too muchjust to remember. Oblivion's clear, in morning light.Could we plunge any further?Memory is lying on the ocean's floor.We drink a lot, to dive within.Could we plunge any deeper?The wolves spread out, go to the houses on New Year's eve. Tidy up the closets and make the beds and hide every peace of proofand then divour the elderly.Man we'll desert you at the hight of your glory.These arms we were hanging on to - arms of a dead man.Waves break on the bridge, you are jumping on it.Keens eco, clouds stream, and then a deep, ten year long whirpool made me loose all I ever had.That's how we met.Worn out on a deserted life boat.Escape from the umpteenth wreckage.An empire surfaces from the ruins of the last declined dream Don't look at him!Please! Please! Something terrible is going on. Flocks of birds move away from the coast. Under the weeping willow your son makes love for the first time in the day of war.Light house keepers murdered on the cliffAnd the cliff burns.. |
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| WEIn the month of May my point of view suddenly changed.This time I was more sure that I would be able to hold on, hold onto it.We repeatedly left the same places with more lung capacity,and I stopped a number of times to keep the path in my mind.It was necessary to remember the steps that brought me to those places,memorising every footprint in order to return there in darker times.That day I was probably worrying too much and this understandingbrought about my first step.That day - yellow rain on the bay. That day the same rain through the veins.The night of fires came earlier than usualin the dept of winter. Gathered in the house, the light dimwe talk in wispers, waiting for some good news,listenig from here.Midnight comes, the spirit pushes And we push just as hard.We run downhill - our shoulders covered by long shadows.But motorbikes are still bicycles-the headlights lanterns.The mountain is turning upside down.That day - yellow rain on the slate.Hot slate led the rain through the veins.E' visione insostenibile il proprio riflesso e comunque non si vede maiAllora cechi ammirate la vostra proiezione artefattaDa operatori imperiali e pessimi architetti Come protesi di membra castrateNoi dunque distrutti ci vedremo ancora per accendere un cero sotto il nuovo monumentoTrattino sepolcro e per oggi la propria ombra resta comunque la più fedele immagine di se.And then we met impero. |
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| From these broken arms you know, you know, us.Counting all your tears we know, this time. And we cross this barren moor as far as the edge.We fell asleep listening to the ten black rivers flowing towards downtownFrom time to time, from the areals,confused voices crow about there victory.On the Hill someone was lighting a bonfire.Cross this barren moor we'll wait on the edgeBeyond the borders we met the empire In the semi darkness we made out the framework of all his buildings The skiline was on fireNon resiste più l'intesa speranza che Ci trovò fiduciosi guardare più in la And here we are commossi se domani cedesse l'intera città |
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