Quelle belle, da lasciare il segno
- Autore Discussione Mari'
- Data d'inizio
Io e te abbiamo gusti decisamente diversi ma questa piace molto anche a me
la bellezza in sè si scorge anche da occhi diversiIo e te abbiamo gusti decisamente diversi ma questa piace molto anche a me
Grande post,complimenti ! e grazie per averlo pubblicato !
Le correzioni sono pochissime....
" Qualcuno scorse un frutto acerbo,
ma scossero il tronco ed il frutto cadde.
Ed ecco il canto di chi non cantò,
di chi non sapeva di avere ( una ) voce. "
" ma non ci riuscì "
" non riuscì a raggiungerla " .
P.S. - Come hai conosciuto questo autore ?
patroclo
Utente di lunga data
io l'ho conosciuto grazie a questo disco: https://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Il_volo_di_Volodja
... penso di averlo consumato
Ecate
Utente di lunga data
Grazie, non lo conoscevo
Quella postata da me è "il volo interrotto"
Mi piace molto anche "Parus" (la vela)
Ross
Utente Yuppie
c'è pop e pop
Il pop mica è veleno...questo pezzo serve a ricordarcelo.
Il ragazzo nasce a Latina, comincia a farsi un nome nei locali romani pochi anni or sono...ne parlano bene tutti, lo facciamo anche noi.
[video=youtube_share;NVi82wB1_Is]https://youtu.be/NVi82wB1_Is[/video]
Il pop mica è veleno...questo pezzo serve a ricordarcelo.
Il ragazzo nasce a Latina, comincia a farsi un nome nei locali romani pochi anni or sono...ne parlano bene tutti, lo facciamo anche noi.
[video=youtube_share;NVi82wB1_Is]https://youtu.be/NVi82wB1_Is[/video]
Tulipmoon
Utente Coerente
[video=youtube;x-64CaD8GXw]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x-64CaD8GXw[/video]
Eccheppoi prima o poi tornerò in Irlanda!...E prima o poi tornerò in Scozia....e prima o poi tornerò in Norvegia. Oltre a tutti i posti in cui vorrei andare...magari con qualche scemo/scema che mi accompagna....:thinking
er ora si ricorda
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Alessandra
πιθηκάκι
Amante dei paesi nordici?[video=youtube;x-64CaD8GXw]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x-64CaD8GXw[/video]Eccheppoi prima o poi tornerò in Irlanda!...E prima o poi tornerò in Scozia....e prima o poi tornerò in Norvegia. Oltre a tutti i posti in cui vorrei andare...magari con qualche scemo/scema che mi accompagna....:thinking
Tulipmoon
Utente Coerente
Alessandra
πιθηκάκι
Hanno il loro fascinoSi
Leda
utente Olimpi(c)a
[video=youtube;aGSNe4r8Epo]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGSNe4r8Epo[/video]
Operator, number, please: it's been so many years
Will she remember my old voice while I fight the tears?
Hello, hello there, is this Martha? this is old Tom Frost,
And I am calling long distance, don't worry 'bout the cost.
'Cause it's been forty years or more, now Martha please recall,
Meet me out for coffee, where we'll talk about it all.
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.
And I feel so much older now, and you're much older too,
How's your husband? and how's the kids? you know that I got married too?
Luck that you found someone to make you feel secure,
'Cause we were all so young and foolish, now we are mature.
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.
And I was always so impulsive, I guess that I still am,
And all that really mattered then was that I was a man.
I guess that our being together was never meant to be.
And Martha, Martha, I love you can't you see?
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.
And I remember quiet evenings trembling close to you...
Operator, number, please: it's been so many years
Will she remember my old voice while I fight the tears?
Hello, hello there, is this Martha? this is old Tom Frost,
And I am calling long distance, don't worry 'bout the cost.
'Cause it's been forty years or more, now Martha please recall,
Meet me out for coffee, where we'll talk about it all.
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.
And I feel so much older now, and you're much older too,
How's your husband? and how's the kids? you know that I got married too?
Luck that you found someone to make you feel secure,
'Cause we were all so young and foolish, now we are mature.
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.
And I was always so impulsive, I guess that I still am,
And all that really mattered then was that I was a man.
I guess that our being together was never meant to be.
And Martha, Martha, I love you can't you see?
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.
And I remember quiet evenings trembling close to you...