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La Strada
00:57
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Solo me ne vado sempre per la strada che non so
Solo me ne vado sempre e la strada e' quel che ho
Solo me ne vado sempre per la strada che non so
Solo me ne vado sempre e la strada e' tutto quel che ho
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2. |
Il Tempo se ne Va
02:46
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Bum Bum Bum Laka Laka Tum Ta
Time is ticking...il Tempo Se ne va
Bum Bum Bum Laka Laka Bum Bum
Oi Vei! Il tempo non c'e' piu'!
In your mind Time is ticking by
Meanings dissolving into riddles
In your heart you gave it a fair try
All the Love you had was just so fickle
Deep your soul is craving something more
But you got nowhere, what was that for?!!
Bum bum bum laka laka tum ta...
Then another brand new wave suddenly comes by
A truckload of emotions swarming down your way
Syncopated unexpected patterns might arise
You’re live again, you are on the air,
On your way to paradise
Look at all these fishies float
A million colors, a million coats
Look at all these birdies fly
A million routes, up in the sky
Love is all around you now
Love is all around you now!
Love is all around you now!
Spin your soul on the bright side of things
It gotta be sunny somewhere deep within
Until another fresh brand new wave suddenly comes by
A truckload of emotions swarming down your way
Syncopated unexpected patterns might arise
You’re live again, you are on the air,
On your way to paradise
Bum Bum Bum Laka Laka Tum Ta
Time is ticking...Il Tempo Se ne va
Bum Bum Bum Laka Laka Bum Bum
Oi Vei! Il tempo non c'e' piu'!
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3. |
Syrian Girl
02:56
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Your hair, glowing in the sun
your hand and mine so warmly bound
bright outside and bright inside
mid afternoon, Mid Eastern
Free to wander anywhere
no more hatred in the stares
they're all busy, mind their own
so it's just me and you and
Looooove
My Syrian Girl
Not long ago the dogs of war
bodies strewn across the floor
shattered ruins, blood and sounds
the ugly face of Horror
came and left like morning winds
left us nothing but their wings
what was it worth, what was it for?
Yo don't ask me I still don't know
My Syrian Girl
Your eyes, glitter in the sand
your soul and mine warmly blend
dark outside and bright inside
late afternoon Mid Eastern
no need to wander anywhere
Fire burning in our stares
they're all busy, mind their own
so it's just you and me and
Loooove
My Syrian Girl
Look up the sky is dark above
the clouds are building up again
stand tall with me against the storm
I need your help my love
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4. |
Bombs
00:40
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Dropping the bombs on your pretty little heads
Dropping the bombs on your pretty little heads
Dropping the bombs on your pretty little heads
Dropping the bombs on your pretty little heads
What do you know, you gotta go!
They're coming around, you better run!
What do you know, you gotta go!
They're coming around...I bet you really wanna go!
Dropping the bombs on your pretty little heads
Dropping the bombs on your pretty little heads
Dropping the bombs on your pretty little heads
Dropping the bombs on your pretty little heads
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5. |
Romance Down
03:00
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All I do is dreaming
dreaming's all I do
there isn't much I'm doing
but what I do is you
I took you on the subway
and lost you in a tram
up the hills of San Francisco
down went our romance.
The sunlight doing funny tricks
reflects you in the glass
the scent in your hair keeps haunting me
I smell you everywhere
your eyes I saw the other day
your eyes in someone else
they were staring at me
while I was running through the glass...
Shards of you I'm watching
as I'm here outside free falling
Shards of you I'm watching
as I'm here outside free falling.
Holding you, holding you
holding you through the glass...
All I do is dreaming
dreaming's all I do
there isn't much I'm doing
but what I do is you
I took you on the subway
and lost you in a tram
up the hills of San Francisco
down went our romance...
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6. |
Tu Non Lo Sai
02:49
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TU NON LO SAI
Tu non lo sai che sarà di noi,
ciò che non vuoi non sarà mai
ti lascio andare…da me tornerai?
O verso la vita da te volerai?
Radioso il Domani ci aspetta laggiù…
È l’Oggi di Ieri che ormai non è più
Ascolta il tuo cuore e la voce che ha
E lascia che canti…non ti mentirà!
Tu non lo sai che sarà di noi,
se non lo vuoi non sarà mai!
Ti lasci legare ti libererai
Perché il tuo potere non perderai mai!
Tu non lo sai che resterà a noi
Coglilo adesso tutto quello che vuoi…
la vita è il momento in cui “dentro” ci stai
e, senza rimpianti, a mille ti dai!
Radioso il Domani ci aspetta laggiù…
È l’Oggi di Ieri che ormai non è più
Ascolta il tuo cuore e la voce che ha
E lascia che canti…non ti mentirà!
Soli noi
Muoviamo passi incerti nella Vita e poi
Cambiamo rotta, mille giri a vuoto, e poi
Un nuovo balzo e Splendi, ti ritrovi e sai
Che vivi solo quando Sei quello che Sei!
Tu non lo sai che resterà a noi
Perciò coglilo adesso tutto quello che vuoi…
la vita è il momento in cui “dentro” ci stai
e, senza rimpianti, a mille ti dai!
TU NON LO SAI - YOU NEVER KNOW (English)
You never know which way our wind blows
the fruits you don't want will never grow
If I let you go will you ever return?
or onward and upward will drift on your own?
A brighter Tomorrow is waiting down there…
It's Yesterday's Today where Now is no more
Shed layers and lies always heed to your soul
And let it be in charge…It won't let you fall!
You never know which way the wind blows
the fruits you don't want will never grow
Get down and be tied
You'll get it all back
Because your own Power
doesn't easy forget!
You never know which way our wind blows
so take here and now whatever's in store…
You are Alive in the Moment
when you most brightly glow
and free of regrets
freely you flow!
A brighter Tomorrow is waiting down there…
It's Yesterday's Today where Now is no more
Shed layers and lies always heed to your soul
And let it be in charge…It won't let you fall!
Alone are we,
Take uncertain steps in Life
a million turns as we
change course, endless roundabouts,
until finally pounce and shine and find ourselves
aware
That we are only alive if
into Life's eyes we stare!
You never know which way our wind blows
so take here and now whatever's in store…
You are Alive in the Moment
when you most brightly glow
and free of regrets, daringly flow!
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7. |
Cuore Matto
03:22
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Ohh another day another spin
I feel you...yearning...
familiar blazing white heat flame
Do I know you?
Do you feel me?
You really got no shame!
Another day another spin
I feel you yearning in my chest
familiar blazing white heat flame
no wisdom through the wailing wall
I thought by now you should have learned
You know, there's none else to blame
Instead you carry me away to someone else's kingdom
you show me the way to that dream I never had
you always lead me astray till there's nothing left to lose
and it's "love me love me love me!!!"
and/or nothing else will do
And so we are back on your own terms
where all things are ever pressing
and it's do or die every time you move
and there's only black and white
hell or paradise in passing
always howling at the moon
And so you carry me away...
Oh remind me how good it feels
when you and I work as
bread and butter, hand in glove
basking lightly in the sun
but you carry me away...
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8. |
Andromeda
01:04
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9. |
Antelope Man
02:55
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Antelope Man, that's who I am
Stomping my way through Digital Land
mah life is simple, fast
and ain't that grand?
I'm an Antelope man, that's who I am.
Antelope man, look here I stand
Locking horns with mah Antelope friends
Some call 'em fights,
I'd rather call 'em Bends
Antelope Men, no easy blend.
And so goes Life and its pitches
Where mah tune is just a blip
And so goes Life and some glitches
here and there you get a stitch
And so goes Life and if it bitches
You just gotta pimp it out
and that's just Life or so they say
so shine your hooves, stick your head up
and ram your way, Antelope Man
In the Techno-Savannah it can turn for the worst
get real sketchy in the blink of an eye
look at me, look at you, look at him, look at her,
Oh my god we're all gonna die!!
There's no time to cope with it all
there's no point in to even try
it's so fast, it's so cruel, it's a blur, is that drool?!!
you are the fool in the school, the only one who's not cool...STOP!
Antelope Man, that's who I am
Stomping my way through Digital Land
mah life is simple, fast
and ain't that grand?
I'm an Antelope man, that's what I am.
And so goes Life and its pitches
Where mah tune is just a blip
And so goes Life and some glitches
here and there you get a stitch
And so goes Life and if it bitches
You just gotta pimp it out
And that's just Life or so they say
so shine your hooves, stick your head up
and ram your way, Antelope Man
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10. |
Goldfish
02:44
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When you walk on by
I'm amazed, you are so gigantic
You must be a demi-god
or a special kind of breed
Apparently I'm not
your type
you hardly pay attention to me oh oh no
Ignore my wiggles
or outstanding upward flip
sometimes I get a little bored
staring at my reflection here
contained by my limited possessions
sometimes I get real real bored
hanging out with the same two stones,
a couple weeds, three shells, a waterfall
and this pathetic plastic plant
here come the flakes
they are pouring down
they are all mine
gnam gnam gnam
here come the flakes
they are so colorful and yumm
Dreaming all the things you do
I dare to say, do I matter too?
Stuck in this tiny laundromat
with no internet cafe
Days are long and out of time
lots of silence run amok
overlooked I am the backdrop of your thoughts
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11. |
Tzigan Mandour
03:23
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Dans ses yeux Il a le Souk
pais d'arjan, quick on foot
dans les coer, Habibi
hazel eyes forbidden fruit
in his pocket a sharp knife
always ready, you never know
pour la vie il est connu
comme Tzigan, Tzigan Mandour
Some people swear he's in Paris
vente hashish pres Mon Martre
Andere sahen ihn in München,
fliehen vor der Polizei
in Madrid su novia jura
que lo mata se regresa
in London he has business, another name, no known addressa
Quando al tramonto pian la luce se ne va
con lo sguardo perduto oltre il mare aldila'
Marrakesh ed Algeri lontane da qui
i colori, i profumi, il morir...
Allez mon ami c’est l’heure de partir
Le temps de jouer dans ce lieu est fini
Fais tes affaires et dis au revoir
Demain une autre ville, une autre vie, sa va.
Quando al tramonto pian la luce se ne va...
fi eaynayh laday alsuwq (fi ainei ladaiii suku)
fi qalbih laday euyun eisaliin habibi (fi calbi ladaiii aiun enasalian habibi)
fi jaybih had sakin (fi djeibi hed sah/gein)
'ant la taerif 'abadana (in taerif abadan)
fi alshawarie aismuh (fisciaweriaei asm\uah)
Tzigan Tzigan Mandour
pour la vie il est connu
Tzigan, Tzigan Mandour
ohi mira qui pasa!
Tzigan Tzigan Mandour
oh ma guarda chi c'e'
Tzigan Tzigan Mandour
Ou est, chi e', Warum
Salaam Tzigan Tzigan Mandour
TZIGAN MANDOUR (English)
In his eyes he has the Souk
little money, quick on foot
In his heart, Habibi
hazel eyes forbidden fruit
in his pocket a sharp knife
always ready, you never know
on the streets he's known
as Tzigan, Tzigan Mandour
Some people swear he's in Paris
selling hash on Mon Martre
Others saw him in Munich
on the run from the Police
in Madrid his wife swears
she is going to kill him if he comes back
in London he has business, another name, no known addressa
When at sunset the light gently fades
his gaze lost beyond the great sea
Marrakesh and Algeri so far from here
the colors and perfumes, the dying...
C'mon my friend, time to go
the days of playing here have come to an end
Close your deals and say your goodbyes
tomorrow, another life another town, that's how it goes.
When at sunset the light gently fades...
In his eyes he has the Souk
little money, quick on foot
In his heart, Habibi, hazel eyes forbidden fruit
in his pocket a sharp knife
always ready, you never know
on the streets he's known as Tzigan, Tzigan Mandour
on the streets he's known
Tzigan, Tzigan Mandour
oh, look who's coming!
Tzigan Tzigan Mandour
oh look who's here
Tzigan Tzigan Mandour
where is he, who is he, how?
Hello Tzigan Tzigan Mandour
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12. |
Amore Mio
02:30
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Parlami ancora, amore mio
Parlami ora che ci sono anch’io
chiedimi tutto
tutto quello che ho
ti giuro stavolta
non mi negherò
prendimi ora, amore mio
pregami ancora, sarò il tuo dio
Stringimi forte,
non lasciarmi scappare
son tante le porte da cui posso andare…
AMORE MIO - MY LOVE (English)
Speak to me again, my Love
Speak to me now,
I'm here with you too
ask me for anything
anything I got
This time, I swear,
won't hold myself back.
Take me now. my Love
praise me again, I'll be your god
Hold me tight
Don't let me go
Many are the doors
in this lifetime flow
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Jacopo Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Jacopo De Nicola mixes Old and New World influences into an edgy sonic cocktail. Expanding on the tradition of the Italian Cantautori, Jacopo enlivens the audience with infectious upbeat tunes as well as introspective ballads and protest songs. His live performances are propelled by a rhythmic Balkan/Latin pulse of his classical guitar and punctuated by multilayered kazoo melodies. ... more
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