Claire

“Tell You Something (Nana’s Reprise)”

Get so caught up everyday
Tryna keep it all together
While the time it slips away
You see I know nothing last forever

Imagine there was no tomorrow
Imagine that I couldn’t see your face
There would be no limit to my sorrow
So all I can say

I wanna tell you something, give you something
Show you in so many ways
’cause it would all mean nothing if I don’t say something before it all goes away
Don’t wanna wait to bring you flowers, waste another hour let alone another day
I’m gonna tell you something, show you something, won’t wait till it’s too late

(I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I won’t wait, I don’t wanna wait)

Just a simple conversation
Just a moment is all it takes
I wanna be there just to listen
(I wanna be here)
And I don’t wanna hesitate

Imagine there was no tomorrow
Imagine that I couldn’t see your face
There would be no limit to my sorrow
’cause there’s nothing that could fill that space
I don’t wanna put it off for too long
I didn’t say all that I had to say
I wanna take my time and right the wrong before we get to that place

Just lean on my shoulder,
It’s not over till it’s over
Don’t worry about it cause
I’m gonna make sure our bond gets stronger
I don’t wanna wait till the storm and something wrong and now you’re gone and I can’t find you

I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I won’t wait, I don’t wanna wait

(alicia keys)

Per qualcuno che spero sia tornato nella mia vita…

Sarà il vento…sarà questa primavera che prima si da e poi si nega…
Sarà che il Sole non si è fatto quasi vedere oggi…

Sta sera c’è qualcosa dentro i miei ricordi che vorrebbe essere presente…e io non ho la forza di ricacciarlo da dove è venuto ancora una volta…
So che dovrei violentarmi ancora, eliminare qualsiasi pensiero al riguardo…fare finta di niente…perchè ogni tanto fare finta di niente è così… facile…leggero…e spesso è l’unica via per non soffrire…
Ma non sarebbe giusto…non questa volta…
Il passato che diventa presente…oggi…adesso…e forse domani…

“A me ricordi il mare
e non per le vacanze
che abbiamo fatto insieme
Ma per il tuo ondeggiare
tra il gesto di chi afferra
e quello di chi si trattiene “

Volevo segnalare vari eventi…
Primo fra tutti il terremo di questa mattina…il caso ha voluto che mi trovassi a dormire sul letto soppalcato di Andrea, che già abita al terzo piano…non è che mi sono spaventata noooooooo!!!
Ho spalancato gli occhi (tipo bestiolina in pericolo…), mi sono seduta sul letto e ho guardato Andrea…che nella sua solita tranquillità invidiabile(lo ammazzerei per questo!), stava ancora sdraiato intimando la calma…
Calma io??????Ma scherziamo???Le prime parole (dopo “oddiooo” ovviamente) sono state :”scendiamooo da questo letto!!!”…e così, modello pompiere, mi sono letteralmente calata dalla scaletta…continuando a guardare Andrea come per dire “FAI QUALCOSA!!!!”
…già…

Secondo evento…nel bel mezzo del terremoto(ore 7:40), le coinquiline di Andrea si stavano preparando per usicre…ora…io mi chiedo…ma alle setteequaranta di sabato (a parte il famoso treno che parte…) ma che c’avrai mai da fare????
Vabbè mistero…

Terzo evento…forse il più spaventoso…il mio gatto guarda la tv…cioè…non è che dorme  davanti al tv…la guarda proprio…sembra sia interessato ai film d’azione…tra poco mi darà i soldi per andare al video noleggio…chissà, magari se cambio canale va a finire che mi graffia… :S

E’ meglio ricordare…

“Like You’ll Never See Me Again”

If I had no more time
No more time left to be here
Would you cherish what we had?
Was it everything that you were looking for?
If I couldn’t feel your touch
And no longer were you with me
I’d be wishing you were here
To be everything that I’d be looking for
I don’t wanna forget the present is a gift
And I don’t wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me
‘Cause Lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed

So every time you hold me
Hold me like this is the last time
Every time you kiss me
Kiss me like you’ll never see me again
Every time you touch me
Touch me like this is the last time
Promise that you’ll love me
Love me like you’ll never see me again

Oh Oh Oh

How many really know what love is?
Millions never will
Do you know until you lose it
That it’s everything that we are looking for
When I wake up in the morning
You’re beside me
I’m so thankful that I found
Everything that I been looking for

I don’t wanna forget the present is a gift
And I don’t wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me
‘Cause Lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed

So everytime you hold me
Hold me like this is the last time
Every time you kiss me
Kiss me like you’ll never see me again
(can you do that for me baby)
Every time you touch me
(see we don’t really know)
Touch me like this is the last time
(see everyday we never know)
Promise that you’ll love me
(I want you to promise me)
Love me like you’ll never see me again
(like you’ll never see me again)

Dall’ultimo lavoro di Alicia Keys…è pieno,completo…MERAVIGLIA

Up up up and down
Turn turn turnaround
Round round roundabout
And over again
Gun gun son of a gun
You are the only one
Makes any difference what I say

Per ieri sera…e per sta mattina…

Eccola…è arrivata…
E anche quest’anno non mi ha delusa…una splendida giornata decisamente nel suo stile…
Il mio giardino è una piccola giungla felice. I boccioli del susino sono finalmente fioriti, preannunciando un’estate ricca di frutta…
I mie gatti, i primi a sentirla, non la smettono di miagolare, unendosi tutti in un singolare inno alla primavera…
Guardo nel mio armadio e mi rendo conto che i vestiti appesi non vanno più bene…è ora di tirare fuori le magliettine colorate…
Oggi sarà impossibile rimanere sui libri…
…felicità concentrata…

In Bloom

Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands

He’s the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don’t know what it means, don’t know what it means
When I say…
He’s the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don’t know what it means, don’t know what it means
When I say yeah

We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom

Heeeeey…
He’s the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don’t know what it means, don’t know what it means
When I say…
He’s the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don’t know what it means, don’t know what it means
When I say yeah

Heeeeey…
He’s the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don’t know what it means, don’t know what it means
When I say…
He’s the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don’t know what it means, don’t know what it means,
Don’t know what it means, don’t know what it means
When I say yeah

ps Andy ti amo…

Ci sarà un modo per rendere tutto più semplice?
E per rendere tutto ciò che dico o faccio giusto?
Ci sarà un modo per far scorrere le giornate senza intoppi?
E uno per rendere tutto leggero?
Ci sarà un modo per non sentirsi così pesanti?
E uno per poter amare senza pensare?

Dancing

Time is gonna take my mind
and carry it far away where I can fly
The depth of life will dim the temptation to live for you
If I were to be alone silence would rock my tears
’cause it’s all about love and I know better
How life is a waving feather

So I put my arms around you around you
And I know that I’ll be living soon

My eyes are on you they’re on you
And you see that I can’t stop shaking
No, I won’t step back but I’ll look down to hide from your eyes
’cause what I feel is so sweet and I’m scared that even my own breath
Oh could burst it if it were a bubble
And I’d better dream if I have to struggle

So I put my arms around you around you
And I hope that I will do no wrong
My eyes are on you they’re on you
And I hope that you won’t hurt me

I’m dancing in the room as if I was in the woods with you
No need for anything but music
Music’s the reason why I know time still exists
Time still exists
Time still exists

So I put my arms around you around you
And I hope that I will do no wrong
My eyes are on you they’re on you
And I hope that you won’t hurt me
So I put my arms around you around you
And I hope that I will do no wrong
My eyes are on you they’re on you
And I hope that you won’t hurt me

Elisa-Dancing

HAPPY S. PATRICK DAY!!!!!!!

Aggiunta…
S.Patrick Day 2008 appena concluso…
Memorabile come ogni anno…ma ogni anno sempre di più…
E’ la serata in cui se hai l’ombretto verde non è per fare la “squinzia”…ma è s.patrizio…di che colore dovrei metterlo????
Bevo birra in quantità industriale e mangio panini improponibili, fregandomene altamente delle dita che si ungono sempre più…
Gran casino…le probabilità che qualcuno ti scoli una birra addosso sono altissime…e poi ci pensi da sola a fracicarti appoggiandoti al bancone che è bagnaticcio e appiccicoso…

Libertà assoluta di essere nel modo “peggiore” possibile…tanto nessuno ti giudicherà…sei tra amici…

Colonna sonora della serata: “whiskey in the jar” ovviamente aggiungerei…