Ti dico una cosa: se tu non fossi qui oggi, io molto probabilmente non sarei più vivo. Il fatto che tu ora sei qui e fai quello che fai, mi dà – come la chiami? – una motivazione, eh? Per continuare a vivere. Perché io credo che una persona muore quando non ha più voglia di vivere. (La natura è più furba di quello che l’uomo crede) La natura è più furba di quello che l’uomo crede. Poco a poco perdiamo tutti i nostri amici, perdiamo tutto quello che abbiamo, ma tu continui e un giorno ti fermi e dici: “Che diavolo sto vivendo a fare? Non ho ragioni per andare avanti”. Ma con te ragazzo, beh, io ho una ragione per andare avanti e continuerò a vivere per vederti far bene (e non ti abbandonerò mai). E non ti abbandonerò mai, ci sarò sempre perché il giorno che ti lascerò, tu oltre a saper combattere, saprai anche prenderti cura di te stesso fuori dal ring, sono stato chiaro? Chiaro
I wonder about your skin tone and shape of your nose
And the way you would have laughed and talked fast or slow
I think about it every year, so I picked up a pen
Happy birthday, I love you whoever you would have been
Happy birthday
f#ck the police comin’ straight from the underground
A young n#gg# got it bad ’cause I’m brown
And not the other color, so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
I used to have the trey-deuce
And the deuce-deuce in my bubblegoose
Now I got the Mac in my knapsack
Lounging black, smoking sacks up in Ac’s and Sidekicks
With my sidekicks rocking fly kicks
Honeys wa…
You always was committed
A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how you did it
There’s no way I can pay you back, but the plan
Is to show you that I understand: you are appreciated
I feel like I’m walkin’ a tight rope without a circus net
Poppin’ Percocet, I’m a nervous wreck
I deserve respect but I work a sweat for this worthless check
I’m ’bout to burst this TEC at somebody to reverse this debt
Ricordi quando hai detto: “Adesso lui fa il ricco”
Quando neanche immagini io quanto sono a picco
Ma se poi c’avessi i soldi per cui tu mi incolpi ancora
Io ci pagherei uno stronzo che ti spari nella gola
E questo è il motivo per cui non mollo
Anche se sto con i nervi a pezzi fatto fino al midollo
Non crollo
Helter Skelter adesso il cielo può attendere
Mi sa che anche stavolta più in basso non si può scendere
Qua tocca prendere le cose come vengono
Se è il fuoco che vuoi accendere in troppi ora lo spengono
Beh, che si tengano le loro quattro regole
Il vostro è solo inchiostro il nostro segno è indelebile
Toglimi la pelle in una notte senza stelle
E se le nostre vite non eran gemelle spegniamo anche quelle
Nelle rive dove le lampare sembrano gazzelle
Che tagliano il mare come vecchie pagine di Aelle
Novelle bancarelle, girelle controvento
Frittelle e mademoiselle lungo le vie del centro
Fuggono gli amici, ancora gridano dallo spavento
Dal ricordo di quelle radici che alzano il cemento
Questa musica mi salva, è una manna, osanna
Tu sei la luce nella notte la chiave delle porte
Il sangue sulle nocche nelle giornate storte
Tu sei la mia sorte la vena sopra al collo
Quando mi scopro forte le volte che non mollo
Tu sei la mia anima le ali del decollo
La carica la stamina sul palco o sul foglio
Tu sei questo sogno e la mia speranza unica
Tu sei ciò che voglio tu sei la mia musica
La notte ti vengo a cercare
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Locus Amoenus Lyrics English
I tell you one thing: if you weren’t here today, I am probably I wouldn’t be more alive. The fact that you are here now and do what you do, it gives me – how do you call it? – A motivation, eh? To continue living. Because I believe that a person dies when he no longer wants to live. (Nature is smarter than the man believes) nature is smarter than the man believes. Little by little we lose all our friends, we lose everything we have, but you continue and one day you stop and you say: “What the hell are I experiencing to do? I don’t have reasons to move forward”. But with you guy, well, I have a reason to go ahead and I will continue to live to see you do well (and I will never abandon you). And I will never leave you, I’ll always be because the day I’ll leave you, you besides knowing how to fight, you will also know how to take care of yourself out of the ring, have I been clear? Clear
I Wonder About Your Skin Tone and Shape Of Your Nose
And the way you would have laughed and talked fast or slow
I Think About It Every Year, I know Picked up to Pen
Happy Birthday, I Love You Whoever You would Have Been
Happy Birthday
f#ck the Police Comin ‘Straight from the Underground
A young n#gg# got it bad ’causes i’m brown
AND NOT THE OTHER COLOR, So Police Think
They Have The Authority to Kill at Minority
Used to have the trey-deuce
And the deuce-deuce in My Bubblegoose
Now I Got The Mac in My Knapsack
Lounging Black, Smoking Sacks Up in AC’s and Sidekicks
With My Sidekicks Rocking Fly Kicks
Honeys Wa …
You ALWAYS WAS COMMITTED
To Poor Single Mother On Welfare, Tell me How You Did It
There’s no way I can pay you back, but the plan
Is to show you that i understand: you are appreciated
I Feel Like I’m Walkin ‘A Tight Rope Without at Circus Net
Poppin ‘Percocet, I’m a Nervous Wreck
I Deserve Respect But I Work at Sweat For This Worthless Check
I’m ‘Bout to Burst This Tec at Somebody to Reverse This Debt
Remember when you said: “Now he does the rich”
When not even images I am at a peak
But if I wash the money you still beat me
I would pay one #ssh#l# that you shut down in the throat
And this is why I don’t grow up
Even if I’m with the nerves to pieces done up to the marrow
Not collapse
Helter Skelter Now the sky can wait
I know that even this time you can’t get off
Here you have to take things as they come
If it is the fire you want to turn on too many now they turn it off
Well, who keep their four rules
Yours is only ink our sign is indelible
Take up the skin in a night without stars
And if our lives do not have twins we also turn off those
In the banks where the lamps look like gazelles
Who cut the sea as old pages of Aelle
Novelle stalls, overwhelming girelle
Pancakes and Mademoiselle along the streets of the center
Flee friends, still shouting from fright
From the memory of those roots that raise the cement
This music saves me, is a manna, osanna
You are the light in the night the key to the doors
Blood on the knuckles on crooked days
You are my fate the vein over the neck
When I find myself strong times that I don’t give up
You are my soul the wings of take-off
I charge the stem on stage or on the sheet
You are this dream and my unique hope
You are what I want you are my music
The night I come to look for you
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Pathos Lyrics – Locus Amoenus