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21​(​volume 2)

by Vezzani

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1.
i want you 04:38
I want you Slow river flowing in the garden of sincerity, i believe that love will come again a new sensation of clear beauty from the sea that will change our bad and ugly face my mind is understanding what do you want from me what you are looking for in every impossible place love says to me that everything has got is fife you can choose to rest or to race but i want you every time i want you with all my mind i can't get another lover, can't think of something over i want you everywhere, i call you like a prayer i would change in all my rules, you don't know i'll be a fool. my desire has no end, last desire i want to spend. my light is shy at every touch of endless ray, it's like a fire in the dark that dissipates me the words you say are like tears on my face they're very precious, sometimes it's more than living. your kisses talk to me every time you say goodbye laying on my soul so i can see, you are the only thing i want to see in your face reason of love, the end of pain but i want you every time i want you with all my mind i can't get another lover, can't think of something over i want you everywhere, i call you like a prayer i would change in all my rules, you don't know i'll be a fool. my desire has no end, last desire i want to spend.
2.
Time of Vintage my blood is made of ice my eyes are like two stones i'm a statue i was sold by an auction in London now i'm lay for the eternity i cannot live forever i cannot hate forever i'm forced to live forever the oracle spirit says that i can and i ask to myself: do you know if there is a method if the happiness is forever? he said to me you are waiting for pleasure but there is a time for everything time for vitage time for walk time of death time for vintage i lived my life in such wrong ways i can't think that everything changes now my blood is made of globules my body has met the gravity time for vitage time for walk time of death time for vintage i'll wait my day, i'll wait my time i'm not more afraid of time i'll try to live my time of vintage moment for moment.
3.
Forma e sostanza quanto tempo ci vuole ancora? converso con la mia tristezza, ricordo solo amarezza quanto tempo ci vuole ancora? un passo dall'esultanza un attimo di equivalenza per accorgersi ancora, siamo forma e sostanza ci vuole una buona intuizione emerge con furore poi trovi una soluzione, puoi fidarti degli altri svanisce il tuo pudore vedi come siamo fatti per accorgersi ancora siamo forma e sostanza. incapaci di comunicare incapaci di trasmutare sappiamo solo coltivare la nostra terra di sogni. tenaci nell'apparire disagi per capire saremo mai all'altezza, oltre ai nostri bisogni, della strada che ci cerca dentro.
4.
Love in Paris Love in Paris refuge of the world the deck of the world to say goodbye to the sheer of ideals Love in Paris unfaithful atrocity on red velvet fleeting, admiring development i think that we need of love i think that we need of a Blow, don't proclame this picture of static pain please don't hurt me again i hate this stage, without grace love in Paris fruitless stem of the rose like a vacant body from a noise territory love in Paris dim portrait of a strong passion think that we need of love i think that we need of a Blow, don't proclame this picture of static pain please don't hurt me again i hate this stage, without grace finished by a mortified provincial painter love in Paris for have a memory to disappear in the soul it's treat and needle for restore the heart with love i say we need of love
5.
Nothing to say i've seen you sparkling on the nocturnal gentle sea i've seen on you the inexplicable fill up of life and it settled down on ascendency archs of me every little movement burn of old ages enterprises but i've nothing to say death rattle visions in the night, 'cause we cannot see it in the light words said for many times a silent hour is coming to us like fallen wingspread, your arms of delirious i've seen you dying making provision for moods of this day you are amazed me when you've lost your contempt now you're slave of dozen vibrations so...i've nothing to say
6.
the Gift 04:23
The Gift Is there just something that i can tell you? something that reminds of our story, our big slit if there is something that i can do, i'd like to do, what i've forgotten, simply forgotten. but i can't stop to think that i've said: "i love you more than world" but i can't stop to love you, whom can am i so obstinate The gift it's just what you have inside the gift it's just what we're together together we are the mean of all this things and if we've cried until the last tear until we've seen the blood come out, my dear there is no limit, there is no grudge. baby i know that we drown in our sight i know that we drown in our sight what must we do? now i'd like to give you something something that you may curse it but may no hurt you. if toil and pain gave us pleasure if we're afraid to know the eden to know what we've driven away. Maybe happiness is what we need now The gift it's just what you have inside the gift it's just what we're together together we are the mean of all this things and if we've cried until the last tear until we've seen the blood come out, my dear there is no limit, there is no grudge. baby i know that we drown in our sight i know that we drown in our sight what must we do?maybe i can tell you, i can show you our shameful happiness
7.
The filthy failing of myself you and me together in a dirty room i know it doesn't matter it's time to face my doom i don't recognize myself i just want you watch you move i don't need anybody, no helps a duel in my room i know exactly what i'm going to do i know exactly how to break the rules this is what i feel the filthy failing of myself watching you playing with my feelings watching me playing with my past this is what i need to patch up a life into my head walking away and do it better, drive it away an let it pass i couldn't take anything else the filthy failing of myself you and me in this hell we learn how to get it real please let me loose my head thank you for detaining me here i'm the killer of the good intention if i 've chosen to catch your deal i prefer to call you infection sweet author of my fears i know exactly what i'm going to do i know exactly how to break the rules this is what i feel the filthy failing of myself watching you playing with my feelings watching me playing with my past this is what i need to patch up a life into my head walking away and do it better, drive it away an let it pass i couldn't take anything else the filthy failing of myself i'm the ghost of myself but i'm still alive this time i'm very angry, well there is no way out from this room , i mean your crestfallen eyes
8.
The Violet hour Grace, The color of grace, Through the modern city, Old fashion, what a pity At the violet hour. New York Seems have found some rest? Time for heart sleeping, Run and now breathing, At the Violet hour. Falling Snow from the skyline, Watching people moving higher Tell me what your story, Stop and sing your glory At the violet hour. At the end of a day, Walk and pray, Please let me stay. Space, A green space, At Central Park, Speech and spark, At the violet hour. It’s late For a childhood race Building a blaze, Your hands delay At the evening hour. Falling Snow from the skyline... While my old world it’s disappearing My old friends are strangers, please hear me. The violet hour shines on me, A strange desire or a new disease?
9.
Don't be afraid to love Stay, stay with me Just for a moment and take me over just over the concept of being like you and me like we are made on made of feather, so bring me freedom be so pure to be be just want to be all over the time on all that you believe in lies, don't lie to me says that is just a game 'cause we are too high we never stop this race and don't be afraid to love don't be afraid of me face, your face to touch discovering your eyes mirror of my life and put me down so slowly i'll be joy to spend joy for your hands i need to be kissed by...immediately.
10.
dancing into the wild wind Oh my god /ness Dirty streets of New York While my heart changes Other will see the sunset at the port. They look so scared, They look so sad And disappears Across the Hudson pear Oh my goodness, beauty streets of New York A new day is coming, People renew the gleam of hopes They avail of charming Get on dance you can cope. Dancing into the wild wind, Moving with your arms of will These days are changing for, Burning my last opportunity. Dancing into the wild wind, Twisting with your hands of real This kind of torch song Needs to be sung loving beautiful things. Oh my sweet source of life Never betray my dreams, We still talk about rights Never change what you believe. This very thought of mine Sense of things denied Lover comes quick and save me Be the last one near me. A new day is coming… Dancing into the wild wind… From Broadway to Harlem It’s the same thought of man The same dirty dream of man What we running for? For what?

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released December 6, 2016

cover By Gabriele Gelsi & Giovanna Vincenti

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