She drives me crazy, she turns me on She, she makes me go hazy She was long and lean and oh, so beautiful She's my latest lady My lady of the 80's, oh
It is a dance we do in silence, far below this morning sun You, in your life, me, in mine, we have begun Here we stand and without speaking, draw the
I got a good reason for loving you It's an old fashioned sign I kinda get the feelin' like mmm, you know when I fell in love the first time Kind woman
Can I buy you something, can I stroke your hair, Can I hold your hand and take you somewhere? You?re a young nobody, you?re a perfect soul, You?re an
Night, endless night Bright, seeing bright Now is the time Lady of the Valley, you are mine Days, sleeping days Waves, gentle waves Join in the rhyme
I'm here in Philadelphia She got caught down in DC It's a wretched night, it's raining But she's coming up to meet me There's nothing I can do By
Our lady on the Bleeding Ground, her satin gown is trailing in the mud. She ducks a football cos it's Christmas Day and the shells are duds. And Tom and
Sounding the bell in the corridor. Sweeping the floor with her hair. She sprinkles hot ashes and salt on the stairs as she walks. We all walk behind her
Our lady in the abbatoir. She's hanging headless, charred. Baby on her breast - there's nothing left, the milk turned to powder, Twist her, she's an hour
Our lady on the wall selling poppies for Our Boys. Our price. Our choice. we bought one-watched Our Lady fly confetti fly the city die in flames as tanks
I got a good reason for loving you It's an old fashioned sigh I kinda get the feelin' like, you know when I fell in love the first time Kind woman, won
We could be perfect one last night And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight And we can settle this affair If you would shed your yellow take my
Grass in your hair, stretched like a lion in the sun Restlessly turned, moistened your mouth with your tongue Pouring my wine, your eyes caged mine glowing
All summer long she touched me She gathered in my soul From many a thorn, from many thickets Her fingers, like a weaver's Quick and cool And the light
Excuse me, I apologize He likes your attitude, he tries it on for size He spends the afternoon between your thighs How's that for gratitude? I apologize
It is a dance we do in silence Far below this morning sun You in your life, me in mine We have begun Here we stand and without speaking Draw the water
F.Guccini Alla fine della baldoria c'era nell'aria un silenzio strano qualcuno ragliava con meno boria e qualcun altro grugniva piano. Alle sfilate degli
She's fallen from grace Somewhere in space The twilight has come and there is no tomorrow And night after day She's driftin' away And time is run out
