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domenica, dicembre 14, 2008

NABABBO NATALE

MY CRUMB OF RESPECT



I am sitting in the dust/Just to fell to stay to ask/‘cause I’m wrong about it/‘cause I can’t forgive this.../I’m the one believing/the strange way I living/I’m the one uncompleted/searchin’ friends trough the cities


GOD DEFEND ME FROM MY FRIENDS
FROM MY ENEMIES I CAN DEFEND
MYSELF, MYSELF
GOD DEFEND ME
FROM MY FRIENDS FROM MY ENEMIES
I CAN DEFEND
MYSELF
[need]

MY CRUMB OF RESPECT


U never ask me: «How are you?»/I am a stone but I feel blue/I’ll never pray for an hug/you say there’s no touch.../It is so hard to find a lover/more then harder is to know/who’s your friend who’s not/destroying your best illusion




GOD DEFEND ME FROM MY FRIENDS
FROM MY ENEMIES I CAN DEFEND
MYSELF, MYSELF
GOD DEFEND ME
FROM MY FRIENDS FROM MY ENEMIES
I CAN DEFEND
MYSELF
[need]


a crumb of

[ da: hUSk, the Book Left, lyrics by Chiara Daino. And Dama laughs... ]

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