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		<title>Semplici Emozioni</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 18:48:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I love Nek. He sings with so much force and passion, and his voice commands attention. This is one of those songs where the music and lyrics fuse so well together. It captures the fleeting image of being in love and the solemnity of the reflection that frames it.

Testo in Italiano
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I love Nek. He sings with so much force and passion, and his voice commands attention. This is one of those songs where the music and lyrics fuse so well together. It captures the fleeting image of being in love and the solemnity of the reflection that frames it.</p>
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<p><em>Testo in Italiano</em></p>
<p>Tra le luci accese dei lampioni cammino lentamente<br />
la mia ombra che si allunga ti raggiunge ed io vicino a te<br />
Non è facile parlare quando il tempo non ti basta mai<br />
Poca voglia di partire e poca voglia di lasciarti qui</p>
<p>Perchè ci credo ancora<br />
Perchè ricordo ancora<br />
Perchè lo vivo ancora</p>
<p><strong>Correvamo a piedi nudi sulla sabbia<br />
tutto il cielo intorno nuvole nell&#8217;alba ed io<br />
quasi avevo paura, paura di sentirmi così vivo, vivo<br />
Semplici emozioni vive sulla pelle<br />
Tutte le risposte in una corsa folle e tu<br />
che dicevi l&#8217;amore è solo una parola</strong></p>
<p>Ma io ci credo ancora<br />
Ma io lo vivo ancora<br />
Perchè ricordo ancora</p>
<p>Dimmi adesso cosa è più importante di quel che abbiamo dentro?<br />
Ma sei schiavo di una vita a tempo e corri più del vento<br />
E questo mondo non ha più distanze puoi volare dove vuoi<br />
Ma se grido, se ti cerco, se io muoio tu lo sentirai</p>
<p>Perchè lo vivi ancora<br />
Perchè lo senti ancora<br />
Non puoi fermarlo ora<br />
Non puoi fermarlo mai mai mai mai mai</p>
<p><strong>Giorni settimane notti senza luna<br />
tra il lavoro i sogni e un brivido alla schiena e tu<br />
eri senza catene ad annusare il mondo per sentirti viva<br />
Persi tra gli oggetti persi tra negli sguardi persi nei risvegli e nelle notti folli e poi<br />
è già ora di andare, ti prego non partire</strong></p>
<p>Perchè ti voglio ancora<br />
Perchè io vivo ancora<br />
Perchè ci credo ancora</p>
<p><em>Translation in English</em></p>
<p>Among the lights lit by the lampposts I walk slowly,<br />
my shadow stretching, catching up to you and I&#8230;am next to you<br />
It&#8217;s not easy to speak when time never gives you enough<br />
A bit yearning to leave and a bit yearning to remain here</p>
<p>Because I still believe in us<br />
Because I still remember<br />
Because I still live it</p>
<p><strong>Running barefoot on the sand<br />
surrounded by the vast sky, clouds in the dawn and I,<br />
I was almost afraid, afraid to feel myself so alive, alive<br />
Simple emotions live on the skin<br />
All the answers in a crazy contest of speed and you,<br />
who used to say love is just a word</strong></p>
<p>But I still believe in us<br />
But I still live it<br />
Because I still remember</p>
<p>Tell me now, what is more important than what we have inside?<br />
Yet you are a slave to a tempoed life and run more than the wind<br />
And this world has no more distances, you can fly wherever you want<br />
But if I cry, if I look for you, if I die, you will feel it</p>
<p>Because you still live it<br />
Because you still feel it<br />
You can not stop it now<br />
You can never stop it, never&#8230;</p>
<p><strong>Days, weeks, moonless nights<br />
between work, dreams, and a shiver down the spine and you<br />
were unchained, free to get a whiff of the world and feel yourself alive<br />
I was lost among the objects, lost in the eyes,<br />
lost in the arousal and in the crazy nights<br />
And it&#8217;s already time to go, I bet you please don&#8217;t leave</strong></p>
<p>Because I still want you<br />
Because I still live<br />
Because I still believe in us</p>
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		<title>Non C&#8217;è</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 02:51:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have mixed opinions toward this song: I love it and I dislike it. It&#8217;s a typical 1990s ballad, but once you get past the outdatedness of it, the melody is very likable and it&#8217;s got one of the best bridges I have heard, I would even dare say.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I have mixed opinions toward this song: I love it and I dislike it. It&#8217;s a typical 1990s ballad, but once you get past the outdatedness of it, the melody is very likable and it&#8217;s got one of the best bridges I have heard, I would even dare say.<br />
Lyrically, while I can relate to the character, I find her portrayal (if you can call it that) rather terrible: determined, but all for the wrong reasons which in the end only makes her seem desperate, clingy, and over the top. Talk about whipping a dead horse, &#8216;eh? It&#8217;s not sexy or charming at all, and there is no pleasure in her obsession. She is everything I don&#8217;t want to be.</p>
<p>But anyway, I will have you make up your own mind about this song by Laura Pausini:</p>
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<p><em>Testo Italiano</em></p>
<p>Tu non rispondi più al telefono<br />
E aprendi al filo ogni speranza mia<br />
Io non avrei creduto mai di poter<br />
Perder la testa per te</p>
<p>All&#8217;improvviso sei fuggito via<br />
Lasciando il vuoto in questa vita mia<br />
Senza risposte ai miei perché adesso<br />
Cosa mi resta di te</p>
<p><strong>Non c&#8217;è, non c&#8217;è il profumo della tua pelle<br />
Non c&#8217;è il respiro di te sul viso<br />
Non c&#8217;è la tua boca di fragola<br />
Non c&#8217;è il dolce miele dei tuoi capelli</strong></p>
<p><strong>Non c&#8217;è che il veleno di te sul cuore<br />
Non c&#8217;è via d&#8217;uscita per questo amore<br />
Non c&#8217;è, non c&#8217;è vita per me, più<br />
Non c&#8217;è, non c&#8217;è altra ragione che mi<br />
</strong>Liberi l&#8217;anima</p>
<p>Incatenata a notte di follia<br />
Anche in prigione me ne andrai per te<br />
Solo una vita non basta<br />
Per me</p>
<p>E anche l&#8217;estate ha le sue nuvole<br />
E tu sei l&#8217;uragano contro me<br />
Strappando i sogni nei giorni miei te ne sei<br />
Andato di fretta perché</p>
<p>Se esiste un Dio no può scordarsi di me anche se<br />
Fra lui e me c&#8217;è un cielo nero nero senza fine<br />
Lo pregherò, lo cercherò e lo giuro ti troverò<br />
Dovessi entrare in altre dieci cento mille vita e</p>
<p>In questa vita buia senza di te sento che<br />
Ormai per me sei diventato l&#8217;unica ragione<br />
Se c&#8217;è un confine nell&#8217;amore giuro lo passerò<br />
E nell&#8217;immenso vuoto di quei giorni senza fine<br />
Ti amerò</p>
<p>Come la prima volta a casa tua<br />
Ogni tuo gesto mi portava via<br />
Sentivo perdermi dentro<br />
Di te&#8230;</p>
<p><em>English lyrics</em></p>
<p>You no longer answer the phone<br />
And you hang all my hopes on a thread<br />
I never thought that I would<br />
Lose my mind over you</p>
<p>You fled so suddenly<br />
Leaving a void in this life of mine<br />
Without answers to my why&#8217;s, now<br />
Things of you remain with me</p>
<p><strong>It is not here, it is not here, the scent of your skin<br />
It is not here, the feel of your breath against my face<br />
It is not here, your strawberry mouth<br />
It is not here, the sweet honey of your hair</strong></p>
<p><strong>It is not here, the poison in your heart<br />
There is no way out for this love<br />
There is no, there is no life for me any longer<br />
There is no, there is no other reason which<br />
</strong>Sets my soul free</p>
<p>Chained to a night of madness<br />
I would even go to prison for you<br />
Only one life is not enough<br />
For me</p>
<p>And even summer has its clouds<br />
And you are the hurricane coming towards me<br />
Tearing up the dreams in my days<br />
You went away in such a hurry, why?</p>
<p>If there exists a god, he cannot forget me even if<br />
There is an endless black black sky between us<br />
I will beg, I will look for and I swear I will find you<br />
If I must, I will live tens, hundreds, thousands of lives to do it</p>
<p>In this gloomy life without you I feel that<br />
You have now become the sole reason<br />
If love has a border I swear I will cross it<br />
And in the immense void of those endless days<br />
I will love you</p>
<p>Like the first time at your house<br />
Every single gesture you made carried me away<br />
I felt myself becoming lost inside<br />
In you&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Insieme con Xenia: Quella non è la nostra giornata!</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 23:08:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Greg</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ci siamo incontrati sabato verso l&#8217;ora di pranzo, alla stazione di Tønsberg. Quando sono arrivata ho incontrato Tilly e Marie che dovevano incontrarsi con Kevin e Diego. Ad ogni modo, dopo circa venti minuti sei arrivato con un sorriso sereno in volto e la tua solita camminata.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><blockquote><p>Ci siamo incontrati sabato verso l&#8217;ora di pranzo, alla stazione di Tønsberg. Quando sono arrivata ho incontrato Tilly e Marie che dovevano incontrarsi con Kevin e Diego. Ad ogni modo, dopo circa venti minuti sei arrivato con un sorriso sereno in volto e la tua solita camminata.<br />
Quando ci siamo incamminati verso il negozio di piercing  tatuaggio chiamato Studio Z con la cartina in mano, tu eri molto emozionato, all&#8217;idea del tuo primo buco all&#8217;orecchio.<br />
Bè quella non è stata esattamente la nostra giornata, è?<br />
Ogni negozio in cui entravamo c&#8217;era qualcosa che non andava: non avevano il materiale, era eccessivamente costoso, saremmo dovuti tornare lunedì e via dicendo. Allora dopo un kebab e patatine, abbiamo optato per l&#8217;opzione di prendere il treno per Drammen e farlo là.<br />
E quando siamo tornati in stazione il treno per Drammen era già partito da un pò.<br />
Così siamo tornati al centro commerciale e abbiamo cominciato a chiedere da tutti i parrucchieri se per caso facessero piercing sempre con risultati negativi.<br />
Alla fine&#8230;abbiamo perso l&#8217;autobus per tornare a casa tua. Ahah, che giornata strana&#8230;<br />
Alla fine però sono rimasta qua e ci siamo anche divertiti ridendo su tutta la giornata.<br />
Poi però ci rivediamo lunedì, io vengo qua, e chissà se ce la facciamo a fare questo benedetto piercing.</p></blockquote>
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		<title>La voglia che non vorrei</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 01:34:19 +0000</pubDate>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I think one of the best ways to get to know a person is to listen to them. Not only what they have to say, but how they feel. People use music to express what they can&#8217;t express with words, and those that don&#8217;t make their own music find ones that associate with their moods, thoughts, or personality. At least, this is why I like to post certain songs from time to time: to show people what I cannot tell them.</p>
<p>One of my favorites lately is Nek&#8217;s new single, <em>La voglia che non vorrei </em>(The Desire I Don&#8217;t Want). For me, sonically, it&#8217;s one of those songs that just leaves me frozen. It sounds so distantly familiar, and perhaps that&#8217;s what I like best about it.<br />
Even without listening to the lyrics, you can feel the range of emotions behind it: the gentleness, the rage, the subtle tone of resignment in his voice. But there is something so incredibly settling and comforting about it, like somebody&#8217;s gently cradling you after a long cry.</p>
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<p><em>Testo italiano</em></p>
<p>So la parte che mi fai<br />
diversa come tante<br />
Che sorriso in mente hai<br />
Ho i sensi deboli<br />
e pensi che non tremi</p>
<p>Io lo so che sguardo naviga<br />
al largo di quegli occhi<br />
so che scioglierà<br />
come fumo l&#8217;incantesimo</p>
<p>Ma poi mi brucia dentro<br />
la tua sete, il mio tormento</p>
<p><strong>Sei l&#8217;unica voglia che non vorrei<br />
ti ho vista piangere su di me<br />
ma sono il tuo passato ormai</strong></p>
<p>So la colpa che ti dai<br />
qui dietro la mia porta<br />
quale scusa inventerai<br />
Stai di vetro in un replay<br />
un sole che tramonta<br />
ma non lo fai</p>
<p>Tu senza più confini<br />
stella persa tra i miei celi</p>
<p><strong>Sei l&#8217;unica voglia che non vorrei<br />
ti ho vista piangere su di me<br />
ma sono il tuo passato ormai<br />
È una follia!<br />
Ma ogni singolo gesto che fai<br />
e questo incantesimo andrà via<br />
ora che non sei più mia</strong></p>
<p>So che il fuoco splendido<br />
lo accendi e dura poco<br />
so che scioglierò<br />
io per primo l&#8217;incantesimo</p>
<p><strong>Sei l&#8217;unica voglia che non vorrei<br />
ti ho vista piangere su di me<br />
ma sono già lontano ormai<br />
Sei la follia!<br />
E ogni singolo gesto che fai<br />
e questo incantesimo andrà via<br />
ora che non sei più mia</strong></p>
<p><strong>Ora che non sei più mia</strong></p>
<p>And with a lot of help from Francesco and Xenia, I was able to piece together what I hope is an accurate English translation.</p>
<p><em>English translation</em></p>
<p>I know the part you act out in front of me,<br />
multifarious, like all the others<br />
What a smile you have in mind<br />
My senses are weak<br />
And you think that I&#8217;m not trembling&#8230;</p>
<p>I know the look that swims<br />
deep behind those eyes<br />
I know that it will dissolve<br />
like smoke&#8211;the spell</p>
<p>But then, it will burn me from inside<br />
Your thirst, my pain</p>
<p><strong>You are the only desire I do not want<br />
I have seen you crying over me<br />
but I am your past now</strong></p>
<p>I know the guilt you give to yourself<br />
here outside my door<br />
Which excuse will you invent?<br />
You stay like glass in a replay,<br />
a sun that sets&#8230;<br />
only you don&#8217;t</p>
<p>You, without any boundaries<br />
star lost within my skies</p>
<p><strong>You are the only desire I do not want<br />
I have seen you crying over me<br />
but I am your past now<br />
It is madness!<br />
But any little gesture you make<br />
and this spell will dissipate<br />
now that you are no longer mine</strong></p>
<p>I know that a brilliant flame<br />
does not last long once you light it<br />
I know that I will dissolve<br />
I, the first one&#8211;the spell</p>
<p><strong>You are the only desire I do not want<br />
I have seen you crying over me<br />
but I am already far into the distance now<br />
You are the madness!<br />
And any little gesture you make<br />
and this spell will dissipate<br />
now that you are no longer mine</strong></p>
<p><strong>Now that you are no longer mine</strong></p>
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		<title>La Vita È</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[My new favorite song to dance to. It&#8217;s by Nek, although this version&#8217;s been remixed by Eiffel 65&#8211;the &#8220;I&#8217;m blue da ba de da ba dai&#8221; guys, remember &#8216;em? Played it at Doug&#8217;s house last night, and it got all the Italians pumped and singing along, though I&#8217;m not too sure about everyone else.

Testo italiano
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>My new favorite song to dance to. It&#8217;s by Nek, although this version&#8217;s been remixed by Eiffel 65&#8211;the &#8220;I&#8217;m blue da ba de da ba dai&#8221; guys, remember &#8216;em? Played it at Doug&#8217;s house last night, and it got all the Italians pumped and singing along, though I&#8217;m not too sure about everyone else.</p>
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<p><em>Testo italiano</em></p>
<p><strong>È chiaro adesso<br />
ora riesco ad essere me stesso<br />
nella vita tu sei il mio successo<br />
io che con l&#8217;amore non ci avevo preso mai<br />
È chiaro adesso<br />
ora riesco ad essere me stesso<br />
nella vita tu sei il mio successo<br />
io che con l&#8217;amore non ci avevo preso mai<br />
davvero mai</strong></p>
<p>La vita è sapere che<br />
dovunque sei<br />
dovunque vai<br />
se hai dei perché<br />
o sei nei guai<br />
mi chiedi aiuto se non ce la fai<br />
e capisco di amarti non me l&#8217;hai chiesto<br />
ma il mio posto è con te</p>
<p><strong>È chiaro adesso<br />
ora riesco ad essere me stesso<br />
nella vita tu sei il mio successo<br />
io che con l&#8217;amore non ci avevo preso mai<br />
È chiaro adesso<br />
quando litighiamo e sto nel giusto<br />
quando dico vado e invece resto<br />
è perché son certo che con te la vita è</strong></p>
<p>La vita è avere te<br />
vederti assorta e scordarmi di me<br />
guardarti sai mi calma già<br />
quando alla fine qualche cosa non va<br />
e capisco perché se ti vedo esisto<br />
non c&#8217;è gusto senza di te</p>
<p><strong>È chiaro adesso<br />
ora riesco ad essere me stesso<br />
nella vita tu sei il mio successo<br />
io che con l&#8217;amore non ci avevo preso mai<br />
È chiaro adesso<br />
quando litighiamo e sto nel giusto<br />
quando dico vado e invece resto<br />
è perché son certo che con te la vita è</strong></p>
<p>Hei dal tuo sguardo non allontanarmi mai<br />
perché voglio stare lì<br />
voglio essere dentro te</p>
<p>E capisco che mi da di più un tuo gesto<br />
ma non solo per questo io sono qui&#8230;</p>
<p><em>English lyrics</em></p>
<p><strong>It&#8217;s clear now<br />
now I succeed and I am still the same<br />
in life you are my success<br />
I had never imagined us with such love<br />
It&#8217;s clear now<br />
now I succeed and I am still the same<br />
in life you are my success<br />
I had never imagined us with such love<br />
not ever</strong></p>
<p>Life is to know that<br />
wherever you are<br />
wherever you go<br />
if you have questions<br />
or you are in trouble<br />
ask for my help if you can&#8217;t make it<br />
and I understand that you did not ask me to love you<br />
but my place is with you</p>
<p><strong>It&#8217;s clear now<br />
now I succeed and I am still the same<br />
in life you are my success<br />
I had never imagined us with such love</strong><br />
<strong>It is clear now<br />
when we argue and I am right<br />
when I say I&#8217;m going but instead I stay<br />
it&#8217;s because I am certain that life is with you</strong></p>
<p>Life is to have you<br />
to see you so engrossed that I forget myself<br />
to watch you, you know, naturally calms me<br />
when something doesn&#8217;t work out<br />
and I understand why if I see you I exist<br />
life has no taste without you</p>
<p><strong>It&#8217;s clear now<br />
now I succeed and I am still the same<br />
in life you are my success<br />
I had never imagined us with such love</strong><br />
<strong>It is clear now<br />
when we argue and I am right<br />
when I say I&#8217;m going but instead I stay<br />
it&#8217;s because I am certain that life is with you</strong></p>
<p>Hey, don&#8217;t ever dismiss me with your glance<br />
because I want to stay here<br />
I want to be within you</p>
<p>And I understand that your gesture holds more for me<br />
but I am not here only for this&#8230;</p>
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