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Stone Sour - Through Glass
post pubblicato in diario, il 16 ottobre 2010

I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
Oh God, it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

‘Cuz I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
No one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

How do you feel? That is the question
But I forget, you don’t expect an easy answer
When something like a soul becomes
Initialized and folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can’t expect a bit of hopes
So while you’re outside looking in
Describing what you see
Remember what you’re staring at is me

‘Cuz I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
No one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

How much is real? So much to question
An epidemic of the mannequins
Contaminating everything
When thought came from the heart
It never did right from the start
Just listen to the noises
(Null and void instead of voices)
Before you tell yourself it’s just a different scene
Remember it’s just different from what you’ve seen

I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
And all I know is that it feels like forever
No one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

‘Cuz I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
No one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

And it’s the stars, the stars
That shine for you
And it’s the stars, the stars
That lie to you, yeah

And it’s the stars, the stars
That shine for you
And it’s the stars, the stars
That lie to you, yeah

I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
Oh God, it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

‘Cuz I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever
Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head

And it’s the stars, the stars
That shine for you, yeah
And it’s the stars, the stars
That lie to you, yeah

And it’s the stars, the stars
That shine for you, yeah
And it’s the stars, the stars
That lie to you, yeah

Oh, and the stars
Oh, and the stars they lie

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Oltre al Ponte
post pubblicato in diario, il 16 agosto 2010
O ragazza dalle guance di pesca,
O ragazza dalle guance d'aurora,
Io spero che a narrarti riesca
La mia vita all'età che tu hai ora.
Coprifuoco: la truppa tedesca
La città dominava. Siam pronti.
Chi non vuole chinare la testa
Con noi prenda la strada dei monti.

Silenziosi sugli aghi di pino,
Su spinosi ricci di castagna,
Una squadra nel buio mattino
Discendeva l'oscura montagna.
La speranza era nostra compagna
Ad assaltar caposaldi nemici
Conquistandoci l'armi in battaglia
Scalzi e laceri eppure felici.

Avevamo vent'anni e oltre il ponte
Oltre il ponte che è in mano nemica
Vedevam l'altra riva, la vita,
Tutto il bene del mondo oltre il ponte.
Tutto il male avevamo di fronte,
Tutto il bene avevamo nel cuore,
A vent'anni la vita è oltre il ponte,
Oltre il fuoco comincia l'amore.

Non è detto che fossimo santi, 
L'eroismo non è sovrumano,
Corri, abbassati, dài, balza avanti,
Ogni passo che fai non è vano.
Vedevamo a portata di mano,
Dietro il tronco, il cespuglio, il canneto,
L'avvenire d'un mondo più umano
E più giusto, più libero e lieto.

Avevamo vent'anni e oltre il ponte
Oltre il ponte che è in mano nemica
Vedevam l'altra riva, la vita,
Tutto il bene del mondo oltre il ponte.
Tutto il male avevamo di fronte,
Tutto il bene avevamo nel cuore,
A vent'anni la vita è oltre il ponte,
Oltre il fuoco comincia l'amore.

Ormai tutti han famiglia, hanno figli,
Che non sanno la storia di ieri.
lo son solo e passeggio tra i tigli
Con te, cara, che allora non c'eri.
E vorrei che quei nostri pensieri,
Quelle nostre speranze d'allora,
Rivivessero in quel che tu speri,
O ragazza color dell'aurora.

Avevamo vent'anni e oltre il ponte
Oltre il ponte che è in mano nemica
Vedevam l'altra riva, la vita,
Tutto il bene del mondo oltre il ponte.
Tutto il male avevamo di fronte,
Tutto il bene avevamo nel cuore,
A vent'anni la vita è oltre il ponte,
Oltre il fuoco comincia l'amore. 

Testo di Italo Calvino


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When i'm gone, Eminem
post pubblicato in diario, il 12 agosto 2010


[Introduction]

Yeah...
It's my life...
My own words I guess...

[Verse 1]
Have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for?
Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for?
When they know they're your heart
And you know you were their armour
And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm 'her
But what happens when karma, turns right around and bites you?
And everything you stand for, turns on you to spite you?
What happens when you become the main source of her pain?
"Daddy look what I made", Dad's gotta go catch a plane
"Daddy where's Mommy? I can't find Mommy where is she?"
I don't know go play Hailie, baby, your Daddy's busy
Daddy's writing a song, this song ain't gonna write itself
I'll give you one underdog then you gotta swing by yourself
Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her
And put hands on her mother, who's a spitting image of her
That's Slim Shady, yeah baby, Slim Shady's crazy
Shady made me, but tonight Shady's rocka-by-baby...

[Chorus]
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling
And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel my pain
Just smile back
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling
And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain
Just smile back...

[Verse 2]
I keep having this dream, I'm pushin' Hailie on the swing
She keeps screaming, she don't want me to sing
"You're making Mommy cry, why? Why is Mommy crying?"
Baby, Daddy ain't leaving no more, "Daddy you're lying
"You always say that, you always say this is the last time
"But you ain't leaving no more, Daddy you're mine"
She's piling boxes in front of the door trying to block it
"Daddy please, Daddy don't leave, Daddy - no stop it!"
Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket
It's got a picture, "this'll keep you safe Daddy, take it withcha'"
I look up, it's just me standing in the mirror
These fuckin' walls must be talking, cuz man I can hear 'em
They're saying "You've got one more chance to do right" - and it's tonight
Now go out there and show that you love 'em before it's too late
And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door
It's turns to a stage, they're gone, and this spotlight is on
And I'm singing...

[Chorus]
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling
And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel my pain
Just smile back
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling
And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain
Just smile back...

[Verse 3]
Sixty thousand people, all jumping out their seat
The curtain closes, they're throwing roses at my feet
I take a bow and thank you all for coming out
They're screaming so loud, I take one last look at the crowd
I glance down, I don't believe what I'm seeing
"Daddy it's me, help Mommy, her wrists are bleeding,"
But baby we're in Sweden, how did you get to Sweden?
"I followed you Daddy, you told me that you weren't leavin'
"You lied to me Dad, and now you make Mommy sad
"And I bought you this coin, it says 'Number One Dad'
"That's all I wanted, I just want to give you this coin
"I get the point - fine, me and Mommy are going"
But baby wait, "it's too late Dad, you made the choice
"Now go out there and show 'em that you love 'em more than us"
That's what they want, they want you Marshall, they keep.. screamin' your name
It's no wonder you can't go to sleep, just take another pill
Yeah, I bet you will. You rap about it, yeah, word, k-keep it real
I hear applause, all this time I couldn't see
How could it be, that the curtain is closing on me
I turn around, find a gun on the ground, cock it
Put it to my brain and scream "die Shady" and pop it
The sky darkens, my life flashes, the plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes
That's when I wake up, alarm clock's ringin', there's birds singin'
It's Spring and Hailie's outside swinging, I walk right up to Kim and kiss her
Tell her I miss her, Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister
Almost as if to say..

[Chorus/Outro]
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling
And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel my pain
Just smile back
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling
And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain
Just smile back...
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Il Cielo in una Stanza - Gino Paoli
post pubblicato in diario, il 19 marzo 2010
Quando sei qui con me
questa stanza non ha più pareti
ma alberi,
alberi infiniti
quando sei qui vicino a me
questo soffitto viola
no, non esiste più.
Io vedo il cielo sopra noi
che restiamo qui
abbandonati
come se non ci fosse più
niente, più niente al mondo.
Suona un'armonica
mi sembra un organo
che vibra per te e per me
su nell'immensità del cielo.
Per te, per me:
nel cielo.


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An die Freude, Inno alla Gioia
post pubblicato in diario, il 3 marzo 2010


Testo del quarto movimento [modifica]

Le parole scritte da Beethoven (non da Schiller) sono mostrate in corsivo.

Versione originale tedesca

O Freunde, nicht diese Töne!
Sondern laßt uns angenehmere
anstimmen und freudenvollere.
Freude! Freude!
Freude, schöner Götterfunken
Tochter aus Elysium,
Wir betreten feuertrunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!
Deine Zauber binden wieder
Was die Mode streng geteilt;
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,[1]
Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.
Wem der große Wurf gelungen,
Eines Freundes Freund zu sein;
Wer ein holdes Weib errungen,
Mische seinen Jubel ein!
Ja, wer auch nur eine Seele
Sein nennt auf dem Erdenrund!
Und wer's nie gekonnt, der stehle
Weinend sich aus diesem Bund!
Freude trinken alle Wesen
An den Brüsten der Natur;
Alle Guten, alle Bösen
Folgen ihrer Rosenspur.
Küsse gab sie uns und Reben,
Einen Freund, geprüft im Tod;
Wollust ward dem Wurm gegeben,
Und der Cherub steht vor Gott.
Froh, wie seine Sonnen fliegen
Durch des Himmels prächt'gen Plan,
Laufet, Brüder, eure Bahn,
Freudig, wie ein Held zum Siegen.
Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuß der ganzen Welt!
Brüder, über'm Sternenzelt
Muß ein lieber Vater wohnen.
Ihr stürzt nieder, Millionen?
Ahnest du den Schöpfer, Welt?
Such' ihn über'm Sternenzelt!
Über Sternen muß er wohnen.

Testo tradotto in italiano

O amici, non questi suoni!
ma intoniamone altri
più piacevoli, e più gioiosi.
Gioia! Gioia!
Gioia, bella scintilla divina,
figlia degli Elisei,
noi entriamo ebbri e frementi,
celeste, nel tuo tempio.
Il tuo fascino riunisce
ciò che la moda separò
ogni uomo s'affratella
dove la tua ala soave freme.
L'uomo a cui la sorte benevola,
concesse il dono di un amico,
chi ha ottenuto una donna leggiadra,
unisca il suo giubilo al nostro!
Sì, - chi anche una sola anima
possa dir sua nel mondo!
Chi invece non c'è riuscito,
lasci piangente e furtivo questa compagnia!
Gioia bevono tutti i viventi
dai seni della natura;
vanno i buoni e i malvagi
sul sentiero suo di rose!
Baci ci ha dato e uva, un amico,
provato fino alla morte!
La voluttà fu concessa al verme,
e il cherubino sta davanti a Dio!
Lieti, come i suoi astri volano
attraverso la volta splendida del cielo,
percorrete, fratelli, la vostra strada,
gioiosi, come un eroe verso la vittoria.
Abbracciatevi, moltitudini!
Questo bacio vada al mondo intero Fratelli,
sopra il cielo stellato
deve abitare un padre affettuoso.
Vi inginocchiate, moltitudini?
Intuisci il tuo creatore, mondo?
Cercalo sopra il cielo stellato!
Sopra le stelle deve abitare!
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The Beatles - Hard Day's Night
post pubblicato in diario, il 19 febbraio 2010

It's been a hard day's night, and I've been working like a dog
It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright

You know I work all day to get you money to buy you things
And it's worth it just to hear you say you're gonna give me everything
So why on earth should I moan, 'cause when I get you alone
You know I feel okay
When I'm home everything seems to be right
When I'm home feeling you holding me tight,tight,yeah
It's been a hard day's night, and I've been working like a dog
It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright

Owwww


But when I get home to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright
When I'm home everything seems to be right
When I'm home feeling you holding me tight,all through the night,yeah

It's been a hard day's night, and I've been working like a dog
It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright
You know I feel alright
You know I feel alright...

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La Mère Des Enfants Perdus - Keny Arkana
post pubblicato in diario, il 8 febbraio 2010


Je suis celle qui accueille 
Les mômes en mal d'amour qui se perdent bien souvent dans ma gueule 
Ceux qui demeurent sans repères 
Gosses de familles détruites, ils me prennent comme mère pour avoir des 
frères 
Je deviens celle avec qui ils passent le plus de temps 
Et ils sont fiers d'être de mes enfants 
Ils portent mes couleurs dorénavant 
Ils doivent prouver qu'ils sont dignes de mon rang 
Me prouver à moi en prouvant à leurs frères 
Qu'ils en ont dans le froc en provoquant l'enfer 
Qu'ils puissent étoffer leurs palmarès 
Pour alimenter le pacte, jusqu'à qu'ils se perdent dans leurs prouesses 
Je leurs ai inculqué qu'il y a ni bien ni mal 
Juste des faibles et des forts à l'instinct animal 
Parce que dans mes artères coule la jungle 
C'est chacun pour soi et tous sur celui qui va geindre ! 

Je suis la rue 
La mère des enfants perdus 
Qui se chamaillent entre mes vices et mes vertus 
Je suis la rue 
Celle qui t'enseigne la ruse 
Viens te perdre dans mon chahut ! 

Viens ! tu m'as choisie comme mère quand tu es en vadrouille 
Reste avec moi, quitte les bancs scolaires, j't'apprendrai la débrouille 
Tu n'as pas de place dans leur monde mais ici je t'en donne une ! 
A toi de la garder ! du ciment tu peux faire fortune.. 
Conduis toi comme un roi, le reste viendra 
J 'suis avec toi mais faut honorer le pacte, souviens toi 
Je t'enseignerai l'agilité pour dompter la chance 
J'ai composé la chanson celle où le Diable mène la danse 
Coeur orphelin, je t'offrirai des sensations 
Des jerricanes d'adrénaline, pour assouvir tes tentations 
Tes parents vont me maudire, alors sans une excuse 
Pour moi, tu vas les faire souffrir, je serai la cause de vos disputes ! 
Moi qui t'accueille à bras ouverts si tu prends la porte 
Viens ! j 't'offrirai de l'argent à t'faire et plein de potes ! 
Qui seront tes compagnons, tes frères, car mes fils 
Aveuglés, c'est à coeur joie, que vous sombrerez dans mes vices ! 

Je suis la rue 
La mère des enfants perdus 
Qui se chamaillent entre mes vices et mes vertus 
Je suis la rue 
Celle qui t'enseigne la ruse 
Viens te perdre dans mon chahut ! 

Pour monter en grade c'est vole, deale, cambute, dévalise 
Mais non balise pas, ça t'aide à affûter ta malice 
Mais réalise, que si tu t'fais pincer, tu n'as plus de valeurs à mes yeux 
Tu seras seul, moi mes enfants sont nombreux 
Mais même en taule tu seras fier d'être un de mes mômes 
Moi qui ai gâché ta vie en te façonnant dans mon monde 
Je t'ai détourné des tiens, ta famille, tes études 
Et toi tu me chantes des louanges, certains font même des raps sur moi 
Bon à convaincre les indécis qui doutent de mes vertus 
Je suis la mère diabolique des enfants perdus 
Certains y ont laissé leur vie, si jeune, est-ce dur à croire ? 
Mort pour l'honneur, pour le pacte, mort pour ma gloire ! 
Je suis la rue sans scrupules et sans coeur 
Je me nourris de ces âmes perdues, si jeunes et en pleurs 
En manque d'amour, je suis le recours de ces gosses en chagrin 
Laisse pas traîner ton fils, sinon il deviendra le mien ! 

Je suis la rue 
La mère des enfants perdus 
Qui se chamaillent entre mes vices et mes vertus 
Je suis la rue 
Celle qui t'enseigne la ruse 
Viens te perdre dans mon chahut ! 

La rue t'élève et te tue, 
C'est pas ta mère et si tu crèves, elle aura d'autres enfants, 
La mort ou la prison, 
Le laisse pas chercher ailleurs, l'amour qui devrait avoir dans tes yeux 
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Skunk Anansie feat. Maxim - Carmen Queasy
post pubblicato in diario, il 2 dicembre 2009


My vision is distorted by my sleazy mind
To picturesque an image to control this time
My intimate discriminating fears you test
My ignorance that truely feels it knows regress

You have the power but you keep it all to yourself
Your lust is decomposing us

The intricate sincerity is choking me
Its crumbling and crawling all around my feet
It wasn't jump from lie to lie to cover me
But could a bullet tell her just evading me

You have the power but you keep it all to yourslef
Your lust is decomposing us

So now your telling me its all damn easy
Try to see yourself as carmen queasy
'Cos money making is a wonderful thing
Money making is a wonderful thing
But I don't wanna be A WALKING DEAD baby
Try to see yourself as carmen queasy
'Cos money making is a wonderful thing
Money making is a wonderful FEELNIG
Carmen Queasy. I don't wanna be

I'm flying out some rhythms in a cultural stare
Suffocating, stiffers straying like we care
Dissecting or analysing empty heart
To spit em out our wet dreams and calling it art

You have the vision but you keep it all to yourself
Your lust is decomposing us

So now your telling me its all damn easy
Try to see yourself as carmen queasy
'Cos money making is a wonderful thing
Money making is a wonderful thing
But I don't wanna be A WALKING DEAD baby
Try to see yourself as carmen queasy
'Cos money making is a wonderful thing
Money making is a wonderful FEELING

Money making, money taking
We don't have a choice
But we still have a voise
Antagonise life is too short
Twisted form and distort
Impregnate brains into my seminar
When I'm making music, making failure
Gotta take back whats mine (gotta take back)
Keep chocking and holding, provoking
My life style you be smoking

So now your telling me its all damn easy
Try to see yourself as carmen queasy
'Cos money making is a wonderful thing
Money making is a wonderful thing
But I don't wanna be A WALKING DEAD baby
Try to see yourself as carmen queasy
'Cos money making is a wonderful thing
Money making is a wonderful FEELING

Money making us a wonderful thing [x4]


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Lose Yourself- Eminem
post pubblicato in diario, il 30 novembre 2009


Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-In one moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
Yo

Verse:1
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin how, everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Easy, no
He won't have it , he knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap city
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him

[Chorus:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
Bitch you own it, bitch you better never let it go ho
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo (you betta)
Lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, bitch you better never let it go ho
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo (you betta)

Verse:2
His soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to post mortem
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows it's all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's known as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
His hoes don't want him no more, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old partna', but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da

[Chorus]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
Bitch you own it, bitch you better never let it go ho
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo (you betta)
Lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, bitch you better never let it go ho
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo (you betta)

Verse: 3
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the, fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to, 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
teeter-totter caught up between being a father and a pre madona
Baby mama drama's screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day in monotomy's
gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go it's my shot.
Feet fail me not, this may be the only opportunity that I got

[Chorus]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
Bitch you own it, bitch you better never let it go ho
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo (you betta)
Lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, bitch you better never let it go ho
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo (you betta)


You can do anything you set your mind to, man
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Keny Arkana - La rage
post pubblicato in diario, il 29 novembre 2009


La rage du peuple (X4)

Ok, on a la rage mais c'est pas celle qui fait baver,
Demande à Fabe, la vie claque comme une semelle sur les pavés
La rage de voir nos buts entravés, de vivre en travers,
la rage gravée depuis bien loin en arrière
La rage d'avoir grandi trop vite quand des adultes volent ton enfance.
PARS !! Imagine un mur et abolis la rage !
Car impossible est cette paix tant voulue,
La rage de voir autant de CRS armés dans nos rues.
La rage de voir ce putain de monde s'autodétruire
Et que ce soit toujours des innocents au centre des tirs,
La rage car c'est l'homme qui a créé chaque mur,
Se barricader de béton, aurait-il peur de la nature ?
La rage car il a oublié qu'il en faisait parti,
désharmonie profonde, mais dans quel monde la Colombe est partie ?
La rage d'être autant balafré par les putains de normes,
Et puis la rage, ouais la rage d'avoir la rage depuis qu'on est môme.

(Refrain )
Parce qu'on a la rage, on restera debout quoi qu'il arrive,
La rage d'aller jusqu'au bout et là où veut bien nous mener la vie,
Parce qu'on a la rage, on pourra plus s'taire ni s'asseoirdorénavant on s'tiendra prêt parce qu'on a la rage, le coeur et la foi!
Parce qu'on a la rage, on restera debout quoi qu'il arrive,
La rage d'aller jusqu'au bout au delà où veut bien nous mener la vie,
Parce qu'on a la rage, rien ne pourra plus nous arrêter, insoumis, sage, marginal, humaniste ou révolté !

La rage parce qu'on choisit rien et qu'on subit tout le temps
Et vu que leurs chances sont bancales et bien tout équilibre fout le camp
La rage car l'irréparable s'entasse depuis un bout de temps
La rage car qu'est ce qu'on attend pour s'mettre debout et foutrele boucan La rage c'est tout ce qu'ils nous laissent, t'façon tout cequi nous reste,
La rage, combien des notres finiront par retourner leur veste !
La rage de vivre et de vivre l'instant présent, De choisir son futur libre et sans leurs grilles d'oppressants !
La rage, car c'est la merde et que ce monde y adhère, Et parce que tout leurs champs OGM stérilisent la Terre !
La rage pour qu'un jour l'engrenage soit brisé
Et la rage car trop lisent « Vérité » sur leur écran télévisé.
La rage car ce monde ne nous correspond pas, Nous nourrissent defaux rêves pour placer leur rempart La rage car ce monde ne nouscorrespond pas, Où Babylone s'engraisse pendant qu'on crève en bas !!

(Refrain)

La rage d'y croire et de faire en sorte que ça bouge, La rage d'un Chirac, d'un Sharon, d'un Tony Blair ou d'un Bush !
La rage car ce monde voit rouge mais de grisaille entouré Parce qu'ils n'entendent jamais les cris lorsque le sang coule
La rage car c'est le pire que nous frôlons,
La rage car l'Occident n'a toujours pas hôté sa tenue de colons !
La rage car le mal tape sans cesse trop
Et que ne sont plus mis au goût du jour tant de grands savoirs ancestraux
La rage, trop de mensonges et de secrets gardés les luttes de nosEtats, riche de vérité, pouvoir changer l'humanité La rage car ils neveulent pas que ça change,hein Préférant garder leur pouvoir et nousmanipuler comme leurs engins.
La rage car on croit aux anges et qu'on a choisit de marcher avec eux
La rage parce que mes propos dérangent
Vois aux quatre coins du globe, la rage du peuple en ébullition
La rage, ouais la rage ou l'essence de la révolution !

(Refrain x2)

Anticapitalistes, alter-mondialistes, ou toi qui cherche la vérité sur ce monde, la résistance de demain
(...in cha allah...) à la veille d'une révolution. Mondiale etspirituelle, la rage du peuple, la rabbia del pueblo, parce qu'on a larage, celle qui fera trembler tes normes. (...Parce qu'on a la rage...)
La rage a pris la populasse et la rage est énorme
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