Il volto della vita

Con il corpo sono qui
ma la mente mia non c’è’
sta volando dietro te

e ti raggiungerà
i miei occhi sono chiusi
ma ti vedo molto bene
stai uscendo da una casa e
corri verso me
il volto della vita ah ah
il volto dell’amore
hai capito che mi ami
fra la gente stai correndo
sopra un’auto stai salendo e
corri verso me
luci rosse sulla strada
e pallore sul tuo viso
il tuo amore si è riacceso e
corri verso me
il volto della vita ah ah
il volto dell’amore
con il cuore ancora in gola
stai correndo sulle scale
con il sole nelle mani
corri verso me
e qualcuno ha bussato
il tuo viaggio è terminato
io mi alzo per aprire
apro e vedo te
il volto della vita ah ah
il volto dell’amore
il volto della vita ah ah
il volto dell’amore

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CLAUDIO DAIANO  E  MOGOL

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THE DAYS OF PEARLY SPENCER

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A tenement, a dirty street
Walked and worn by shoeless feet
Inside it’s long and so complete
Watched by a shivering sun
Old eyes in a small child’s face
Watching as the shadows race
Through walls and cracks and leave no trace
And daylight’s brightness shunsThe days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost runNose pressed hard on frosted glass
Gazing as the swollen mass
On concrete fields where grows no grass
Stumbles blindly on
Iron trees smother the air
But withering they stand and stare
Through eyes that neither know nor care
Where the grass is gone

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run

Pearly where’s your milk white skin
What’s that stubble on your chin
It’s buried in the rot gut gin
You played and lost not won
You played a house that can’t be beat
Now look your head’s bowed in defeat
You walked too far along the street
Where only rats can run

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run

A tenement, a dirty street
Remember worn and shoeless feet
Remember how you stood to beat
The way your life had gone
So pearly don’t you shed more tears
For those best forgotten years
Those tenements are memories
Of where you’ve risen from

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost won

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DAVID MCWILLIAMS

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Quelli eran giorni

C’era una volta una strada
un buon vento mi portò laggiù
e se la memoria non m’inganna
all’angolo ti presentasti tu.

Quelli eran giorni
sì, erano giorni e tu
al mondo no, non chiedere di più
noi ballavamo un po’ e senza musica
nel nostro cuore c’era molto più.

Poi si sa col tempo anche le rose
un mattino non fioriscon più
e così andarono le cose
anche il buon vento non soffiò mai più.

Quelli eran giorni
sì, erano giorni e tu
al mondo no, non chiedere di più
e ripensandoci mi viene un nodo qui
e se io canto questo non vuol dir.

Oggi son tornata in quella strada
un buon ricordo mi ha portata là
Eri insieme a un gruppo di persone
e raccontavi: «Cari amici miei,
quelli eran giorni, sì, erano giorni e tu
al mondo no, non chiedere di più
noi ballavamo un po’ senza musica,
di là passava la nostra gioventù”

CLAUDIO DAIANO

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THOSE WERE THE DAYS

Once upon a time there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours
And dreamed of all the great things we could do

Those were the days my friend
We thought they’d never end
We’d sing and dance forever and a day
We’d live the life we choose
We’d fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way.

Then the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If by chance I’d see you in the tavern
We’d smile at one another and we’d say

Those were the days my friend
We thought they’d never end
We’d sing and dance forever and a day
We’d live the life we choose
We’d fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days
La la la la…

Just tonight I stood before the tavern
Nothing seemed the way it used to be
In the glass I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me

Those were the days my friend
We thought they’d never end
We’d sing and dance forever and a day
We’d live the life we choose
We’d fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days
La la la la…

Through the door there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh my friend we’re older but no wiser
For in our hearts the dreams are still the same

Those were the days my friend
We thought they’d never end
We’d sing and dance forever and a day
We’d live the life we choose
We’d fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days
La la la la…

GENE RASKIN