mi sorge un dubbio
7 o 17 aprile, il Fortissimo, qui sopra?!?!
bahh
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da Topocane » ven apr 07, 2006 9:57 am
azz....
mi sorge un dubbio
7 o 17 aprile, il Fortissimo, qui sopra?!?!
bahh
Topoc
mi sorge un dubbio
7 o 17 aprile, il Fortissimo, qui sopra?!?!
bahh
Topoc
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da jonni74 » ven apr 07, 2006 10:02 am
Topocane ha scritto:azz....
mi sorge un dubbio
7 o 17 aprile, il Fortissimo, qui sopra?!?!
bahh
Topoc
17...
"Ho dormito troppo a lungo senza di te, ho consumato molte anime innocenti ma non posso consumare la tua, perché? io vedo l?inferno nei tuoi occhi"
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da dogon » lun apr 10, 2006 9:22 am
1979
......La strada, La dolce vita, Rocco e i suoi fratelli, Amarcord, Il padrino, Il gattopardo, 8 1/2 .........
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da nina86 » lun apr 10, 2006 14:32 pm
HurricaneBob Dylan
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously.
"I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops."
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey night.
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around.
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that.
In Paterson that's just the way things go.
If you're black you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat.
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates."
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head.
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.
Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in,
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!"
Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame.
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white."
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure."
Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
You'll be doin' society a favor.
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver.
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim."
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much.
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail.
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance.
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger.
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger.
And though they could not produce the gun,
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.
Rubin Carter was falsely tried.
The crime was murder "one," guess who testified?
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride.
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell.
That's the story of the Hurricane,
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously.
"I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops."
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey night.
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around.
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that.
In Paterson that's just the way things go.
If you're black you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat.
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates."
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head.
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.
Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in,
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!"
Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame.
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white."
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure."
Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
You'll be doin' society a favor.
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver.
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim."
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much.
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail.
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance.
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger.
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger.
And though they could not produce the gun,
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.
Rubin Carter was falsely tried.
The crime was murder "one," guess who testified?
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride.
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell.
That's the story of the Hurricane,
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris.
Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.
Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.
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da Topocane » mar apr 11, 2006 12:11 pm
11 aprile 1814; Napoleone Bonaparte costretto ad abidcare da imperatore ed esiliato allElba.
11 aprile 2006; ...
Topocane
11 aprile 2006; ...
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da dags1972 » mar apr 11, 2006 12:17 pm
Topocane ha scritto:11 aprile 1814; Napoleone Bonaparte costretto ad abidcare da imperatore ed esiliato allElba.
11 aprile 2006; ...
Topocane
quindi prevedi a breve un breve ritorno di B. dopo la parentesi dell'Unione e subito dopo la restaurazione ....
tanti saluti e buone salite a tutti
Alberto Giacomo Letizia Elena e Daniele
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Un uomo rassegnato è un uomo morto prima di morire
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Al diavolo il futuro, nel futuro siamo tutti morti
Alberto Giacomo Letizia Elena e Daniele
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Un uomo rassegnato è un uomo morto prima di morire
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Al diavolo il futuro, nel futuro siamo tutti morti
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da dags1972 » mar apr 11, 2006 12:19 pm
Silvio ha scritto:ma la tua è una mania !!!
ma gli ho dato 100 gg....
tanti saluti e buone salite a tutti
Alberto Giacomo Letizia Elena e Daniele
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Un uomo rassegnato è un uomo morto prima di morire
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Al diavolo il futuro, nel futuro siamo tutti morti
Alberto Giacomo Letizia Elena e Daniele
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Un uomo rassegnato è un uomo morto prima di morire
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Al diavolo il futuro, nel futuro siamo tutti morti
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da dogon » sab apr 15, 2006 17:01 pm
...antipiretici! ...etchui! ...antibiotici...anti 
...tanti auguri a chi è impegnato in ponti, ponticelli, passerelle, ponti tibetani!
_______________________________
Easter Sunday, we were walking.
Easter Sunday, we were talking.
Isabel, my little one, take my hand. Time has come.
Isabella, all is glowing.
Isabella, all is knowing.
And my heart, Isabella.
And my head, Isabella.
Frederick and Vitalie, savior dwells inside of thee.
Oh, the path leads to the sun. Brother, sister, time has come.
Isabella, all is glowing.
Isabella, all is knowing.
Isabella, we are dying.
Isabella, we are rising.
I am the spring, the holy ground,
the endless seed of mystery,
the thorn, the veil, the face of grace,
the brazen image, the thief of sleep,
the ambassador of dreams, the prince of peace.
I am the sword, the wound, the stain.
Scorned transfigured child of Cain.
I rend, I end, I return.
Again I am the salt, the bitter laugh.
I am the gas in a womb of light, the evening star,
the ball of sight that leads that sheds the tears of Christ
dying and drying as I rise tonight.
Isabella, we are rising.
Isabella, we are rising . . .
...antibiotici...anti ...tanti auguri a chi è impegnato in ponti, ponticelli, passerelle, ponti tibetani!
_______________________________
Easter Sunday, we were walking.
Easter Sunday, we were talking.
Isabel, my little one, take my hand. Time has come.
Isabella, all is glowing.
Isabella, all is knowing.
And my heart, Isabella.
And my head, Isabella.
Frederick and Vitalie, savior dwells inside of thee.
Oh, the path leads to the sun. Brother, sister, time has come.
Isabella, all is glowing.
Isabella, all is knowing.
Isabella, we are dying.
Isabella, we are rising.
I am the spring, the holy ground,
the endless seed of mystery,
the thorn, the veil, the face of grace,
the brazen image, the thief of sleep,
the ambassador of dreams, the prince of peace.
I am the sword, the wound, the stain.
Scorned transfigured child of Cain.
I rend, I end, I return.
Again I am the salt, the bitter laugh.
I am the gas in a womb of light, the evening star,
the ball of sight that leads that sheds the tears of Christ
dying and drying as I rise tonight.
Isabella, we are rising.
Isabella, we are rising . . .
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Se un uomo non e' disposto a rischiare per le proprie idee, o le sue idee non valgono niente, o non vale niente lui. (E.P.)
Se un uomo non e' disposto a rischiare per le proprie idee, o le sue idee non valgono niente, o non vale niente lui. (E.P.)
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Kandinsky...
da brunoz » gio apr 20, 2006 14:43 pm
Ciao !! 
E' davvero carino il Google Kandinskyzzato... peraltro, di V. K. apprezzo
maggiormente i lavori a forte, intima tematica russa... e molto meno il
periodo Bauhaus... poi sottolineo che amava i gatti, come da bellissima
foto contenuta in una pubblicazione x ragazzi (praticamente introvabile)
della Fondazione Mazzotta...
Miao.
E' davvero carino il Google Kandinskyzzato... peraltro, di V. K. apprezzo
maggiormente i lavori a forte, intima tematica russa... e molto meno il
periodo Bauhaus... poi sottolineo che amava i gatti, come da bellissima
foto contenuta in una pubblicazione x ragazzi (praticamente introvabile)
della Fondazione Mazzotta...
Miao.
"Siate il cambiamento che volete vedere nella società."-
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Re: Kandinsky...
da Topocane » gio apr 20, 2006 15:51 pm
brunoz ha scritto:Ciao !!
E' davvero carino il Google Kandinskyzzato...
Miao.
si...
peccato che sia Miro!
Topocane
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Google...
da brunoz » gio apr 20, 2006 17:55 pm
Ciao !!
Topocane ha scritto:
E' vero... 'azz...
Miao.
Topocane ha scritto:
peccato che sia Miro!
E' vero... 'azz...
Miao.
"Siate il cambiamento che volete vedere nella società."-
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da dogon » ven apr 21, 2006 9:09 am
1967, Atene:
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da Topocane » ven apr 21, 2006 10:19 am
ingrati...
oggi sé festeggia... e la compagggine rromana dér forum fugge al nord!
Topocane
oggi sé festeggia... e la compagggine rromana dér forum fugge al nord!
Topocane
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da dogon » mer apr 26, 2006 9:05 am
20 anni fa, Ucraina.
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da dogon » mar mag 02, 2006 14:19 pm
...rivista in gran forma al concerto del 1° maggio!
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da Micol » mar mag 02, 2006 15:07 pm
You better think (think)
Think about what you're tryin' to do to me
Think (think-think) let your mind go let yourself be free
Let's go back - let's go back
Let's go way on to way back when
I didn't even know you
You couldn't a been too much more than ten (just a child)
I ain't no psychiatrist
I ain't no doctor with degrees
But it don't take too much I.Q.
To see what you're doin' to me
You better think (think)
Think about what you're tryin' to do to me
Yeah think (think - think)
Let your mind go let yourself be free
Oh freedom (freedom)
Let's have some freedom (freedom)
Oh freedom
Yeah freedom (yeah)
You got to have freedom (freedom)
Oh freedom (freedom)
You need you some freedom
Oh freedom
Ya got ta have
Hey! think about it
You! think about it
There ain't nothin' you could ask
I could answer you but I won't (I won't)
But I was gonna change ya I'm not if
You keep doin' things I don't (don't)
You better think (think)
Think about what you're tryin' to do to me
(What you're tryin' ta do to me
Oh-oh-oh think (think)
Let your mind go let yourself be free
People walkin' around everyday
Playin' games and takin' scores
Tryin' to make other people lose their minds
Well be careful you don't lose yours
Oh think (think)
Think about what you're tryin' to do to me
Woo-hoo think (think)
Let your mind go let yourself be free
You need me (need me)
And I need you (don't cha know)
Without each other
There ain't nothin' we two can do
Oooh yeah think about it baby
(What cha tryin' to do me think)
Let it go baby
Think about it right now
Yeah right now (think about ..forgiveness)
Whoa right now (tell about ..forgiveness)
Yeah right now (tell about ..forgiveness)
I need to change your mind (think about it)
Baby baby baby woo (tell about it..forgiveness)
Think about it baby (tell about forgiveness)
Think about what you're tryin' to do to me
Think (think-think) let your mind go let yourself be free
Let's go back - let's go back
Let's go way on to way back when
I didn't even know you
You couldn't a been too much more than ten (just a child)
I ain't no psychiatrist
I ain't no doctor with degrees
But it don't take too much I.Q.
To see what you're doin' to me
You better think (think)
Think about what you're tryin' to do to me
Yeah think (think - think)
Let your mind go let yourself be free
Oh freedom (freedom)
Let's have some freedom (freedom)
Oh freedom
Yeah freedom (yeah)
You got to have freedom (freedom)
Oh freedom (freedom)
You need you some freedom
Oh freedom
Ya got ta have
Hey! think about it
You! think about it
There ain't nothin' you could ask
I could answer you but I won't (I won't)
But I was gonna change ya I'm not if
You keep doin' things I don't (don't)
You better think (think)
Think about what you're tryin' to do to me
(What you're tryin' ta do to me
Oh-oh-oh think (think)
Let your mind go let yourself be free
People walkin' around everyday
Playin' games and takin' scores
Tryin' to make other people lose their minds
Well be careful you don't lose yours
Oh think (think)
Think about what you're tryin' to do to me
Woo-hoo think (think)
Let your mind go let yourself be free
You need me (need me)
And I need you (don't cha know)
Without each other
There ain't nothin' we two can do
Oooh yeah think about it baby
(What cha tryin' to do me think)
Let it go baby
Think about it right now
Yeah right now (think about ..forgiveness)
Whoa right now (tell about ..forgiveness)
Yeah right now (tell about ..forgiveness)
I need to change your mind (think about it)
Baby baby baby woo (tell about it..forgiveness)
Think about it baby (tell about forgiveness)
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