La versione con Ian gillan....

27 marzo 2010 ore 15:55 segnala

GETSEMANI - Voglio solo conoscere

Nel Giardino del Getsemani

GESU'
Io voglio soltanto dire, se esiste un modo,
allontana questo calice da me, poiché non voglio assaggiarne il veleno,
sentirne il bruciore; sono cambiato, non sono più sicuro come quando ho iniziato.
Allora ero ispirato, ora sono stanco e sfiduciato.
Ascolta, sicuramente ho superato tutte le aspettative,
ho tentato per tre anni che sembrano trenta.
Potresti chiedere altrettanto da qualsiasi altro uomo?
Ma se io muoio, se vado fino in fondo e faccio le cose che Tu mi chiedi, se lascio che mi colpiscano, mi feriscano, mi inchiodino al loro albero ...
Voglio sapere, vorrei sapere, mio Dio,
voglio sapere, vorrei sapere, mio Dio,
voglio capire, vorrei capire, mio Dio,
voglio capire, vorrei capire, mio Dio,
perché devo morire.
Diventerei più noto di quanto non sia stato finora?
Le cose che ho detto e fatto avrebbero più valore?
Devo sapere, dovrei sapere,
mio Signore, devo sapere,
dovrei sapere, mio Signore,
se muoio quale sarà la mia ricompensa?

Devo capire, dovrei capire,
mio Signore, devo capire,
dovrei capire, mio Signore,
perché devo morire?
Potresti dimostrarmi adesso che non sarò ucciso invano?
Mostrami almeno un poco della tua mente onnipresente!
Dimostrami che c’è una ragione per cui tu vuoi
che io muoia: sei così preciso su dove e come,
ma non sul perché.
Va bene! Morirò! Guardami morire! Vedi come muoio!

Allora ero ispirato, adesso sono stanco e triste,
dopo tutto, ho tentato per tre anni;
sembrano quasi novanta...
Perché ho tanta paura di concludere ciò che ho cominciato... che Tu hai cominciato,
io non ho cominciato nulla.
Dio, la Tua volontà è dura, ma sei tu che dai le carte...
Berrò il Tuo calice di veleno, inchiodami alla Tua croce
e spezzami, insanguinami, percuotimi, uccidimi,
prendimi adesso...
prima che io cambi idea

GETHSEMANE (I only want to say)
In the Garden of Gethsemane

JESUS

I only want to say
If there is a way
Take this cup away from me for I don't want to taste its poison
Feel it burn me, I have changed I'm not as sure
As when we started
Then I was inspired
Now I'm sad and tired
Listen surely I've exceeded expectations

Tried for three years seems like thirty
Could you ask as much from any other man?
But if I die
See the saga through and do the things you ask of me
Let them hate me hit me hurt me nail me to their tree

I'd want to know I'd want to know my God
I'd want to know I'd want to know my God
Want to see I'd want to see my God
Want to see I'd want to see my God
Why I should die
Would I be more noticed than I ever was before?
Would the things I've said and done matter anymore?
I'd have to know I'd have to know my Lord
Have to know I'd have to know my Lord
Have to see I'd have to see my Lord
Have to see I'd have to see my Lord
If I die what will be my reward?
If I die what will be my reward?

Have to know I'd have to know my Lord
Have to know I'd have to know my Lord
Why why should I die?
Oh why should I die?
Can you show me now that I would not be killed in vain?
Show me just a little of your omnipresent brain
Show me there's a reason for your wanting me to die
You're far too keen on where and how and not so hot on why
Alright I'll die!
Oh oh just watch me die
See how see how I'll die!
Oh just watch me die!

Then I was inspired
Now I'm sad and tired
After all I've tried for three years seems like ninety
Why then am I scared to finish what I started
What you started - I didn't start it
God thy will is hard
But you hold every card
I will drink your cup of poison, nail me to your cross and break me
Bleed me beat me kill me take me now - before I change my mind

think of me with kindness

21 marzo 2010 ore 15:07 segnala

Why am I using words, no more to say
  without you
Close the door, put out the lights and go.
Late in the night, in the night your
  shadow falls between us.
Nevermore, never know.
There, memories are sorrow,
When there's no tomorrow.
Sleep while the sweet sorrow wakes
  my daydream;
Sleep while you think of me with
  kindness, please remember former
  days.
Sweet the song that once we sang, the
  silent parting ways.
And you know, and you know,
And you know, long ago when first we
  made our promise -
Empty words, I wonder did you know -
The laugh that love could not forgive,
Is gone and tells no more to live,
And we who look in beauty's love;
Must now, through all, look back on
  before -
The tears that I first cried, no more;
Your love has come and gone, no more.
And we who look in beauty's love
Must now through all think back
  on before.
Sleep while the sweet sorrow wakes my
  daydream
Sleep while you think of me with
  kindness, please remember former
  days.
And you know, and you know.
And you know, when we two parted in
  tears
and silence
past the days, the parting ways.
Fare thee well, fare thee well, you
  that was once dear to me.
Think of me with kindness
Think of me.

Questa mattina....

17 marzo 2010 ore 19:07 segnala

ho preso la macchina nel box e come faccio sempre come prima cosa,ho acceso la radio...e la canzone che trasmettevano era questa "Sweet child o'mine" dei Guns n'roses.Non è una canzone che io amo(e per dirla tutta non amo neanche loro) ma è tra le canzoni che io definisco "positive" ,quelle canzoni che ti mettono il buon umore inspiegabilmente.Poco dopo ero sul tragitto che mi porta in ufficio e percorrendo un viale, mi guardavo intorno attratta dai primi segnali di primavera...peschi in fiore,raggi di sole che penetravano dai rami degli alberi sovrastanti dando un'atmosfera quasi irreale,un uomo e una donna immersi nel footing e piu' avanti un ragazzo con il suo pastore tedesco.Ad un tratto il cane,mi ha tagliato la strada e mi ha costretto ad una brutta frenata...il ragazzo ha iniziato ad urlare e correre verso il cane ,con il chiaro intento di menarlo.A quel punto ho abbassato il finestrino e ho gridato "NO".Lui mi ha guardata , mi ha sorriso e poi ha accarezzato il cane tranquillizzandolo.Ho ripreso il mio percorso e piu' avanti,alla fermata dell'autobus,due ragazzine ballavano.La prima spiegava chiaramente passi di una danza all'altra,che goffamente,cercava di imitare.Nel scoprirmi a guardarle sono scoppiate a ridere...nel frattempo la canzone era finita e con essa anche il mio buon umore, anche perchè, mi stavo immettendo sulla prenestina e lì c'è poco da stare allegri,con tutto il traffico che c'è....

KNOTS gentle giant

15 marzo 2010 ore 19:55 segnala

All in all each man in all men
All men in each man.
He can see she can't, she can see
she can
see whatever, whatever.
You may know what I don't know,
but not that
I don't know it and I can't tell you
so you will.
To tell me all man in all men
All men in each man.
He can see she can't, she can see
she can
see whatever, whatever.
You may know what I don't know,
but not that
I don't know it and I can't tell you
so you will have to tell me all.
It hurts him to think that she is
hurting her by him being hurt to think
that she thinks he is hurt by making her
feel guilty at hurting him by her thinking
she wants him to want her. Her wants
her to
want him to get him to want him to get
him to want her she pretends.
He tries to make her afraid by not
being afraid. (permutations)
You may know what I don't know, but not
that I don't know it and I can't
tell you so you will have to tell
me all.
I get what I deserve. I deserve what I
get. I have it so I deserve it. I deserve
it for I have it. I get what I deserve.
What I deserve - what I deserve what
I get.
I have it so I deserve.
He tries to make her afraid by not
being afraid.

QUESTA E' PER ME...

08 marzo 2010 ore 19:13 segnala

(Anderson/Howe/White)

Realising a form out of stone
Set hands moving
Roan shaped his heart
Thru his working hands
Work to mould his passion into clay
Like the sun

In his room, his lady
She would dance and sing so completely
So be still, he now cries
I have time, oh let clay transform thee so

In the deep cold of night
Winter calls, he cries, don't deny me
For his lady, deep her illness
Time has caught her
And will for all reasons take her

In the still light of dawn, she dies
Helpless hands soul revealing

Like leaves we touch, we learn
We once knew the story
As Winter calls he will starve
All but to see the stone be life

Now Roan no more tears
Set to work his strength
So transformed him
Realising a form out of stone, his work
So absorbed him
Could she hear him
Could she see him
All aglow was his room dazed in this light
He would touch her
He would hold her
Laughing as they danced
Highest colours touching others

Did her eyes at the turn of the century
Tell me plainly
When we meet, how we'll love, oh let life so transform me

Like leaves we touched, we danced
We once knew the story
As autumn called and we both
Remembered all those many years ago
I'm sure we know

Was the sign with a touch
As I kiss your fingers
We walk hands in the sun
Memories when we're young
Love lingers so.

Was it sun thru the haze
That made all your looks
As warm as moonlight
As a pearl deep your eyes
Tears have flown away
All the same light

Did her eyes at the turn of the century
Tell me plainly
When we meet how we'll look
As we smile time will leave me clearly

Like leaves we touch, we see
We will know the story
As Autumn calls we'll both remember
All those many years ago

ON THE SILENT WINGS OF FREEDOM YES

07 marzo 2010 ore 11:32 segnala

On the silent wings of Freedom
Where I offer myself midst the balancing of the Sun
On the winds of Celestial Seasons
That would carry me on, midst the balance of being one
On the dream of our love Eternal
That will eventually bring our living once more with you

Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know we come with sound

Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know we go around and round

On the back of your forty-second screamdown
Do you choose to be lost midst the challenge of being one
On the flight of regardless feelings
As you hurtle to fear midst the challenge of everyone

--- | ---

On the darkest night so painful
Do you hunger for love midst the torture of being one
On the passing light of Easing
Have you seen you inside midst the being of Everyone
To the common goal of Freedom
Where we offer ourselves midst the balancing of the Sun

Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know we come with sound

Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know we go around and round

THE REST WILL FLOW

04 marzo 2010 ore 19:38 segnala

DEDICATA A VENTO(perchè non gli piacciono...ahahahahah)