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Signor Buio non cercarmi
03:47
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_________________________Mister Darkness don't You Hunt Me
Mister Darkness don't you hunt me there's a strange thrill in everything
I'm not in the mood for brooding over things I haven't got
If you knock at the door, you won't find me, that's for sure
I'm still on the road and I don't know if I'll come back
I follow a song where it comes from I ignore
what it says I have learnt to my cost
Tell me, oh tell me what to do about a weary life where dreams have turned to lies
You'll be born and reborn if your road splinters and roams and there's magic in your eyes
Missis boredom don't you know that
I would rather be alone than with you
A warmer company I favor over a place at your laid table with no wine
I follow a song where it comes from I ignore
what it says I have learnt to my cost
Tell me, oh tell me what to do about a weary life where dreams have turned to lies
You'll be born and reborn if your road splinters and roams and there's magic in your eyes
I follow a song where it comes from I ignore
what it says I have learnt to my cost
Tell me what to do about a weary life where dreams have turned to lies
You'll be born and reborn if your road splinters and roams and there's magic in your eyes
And tonight I'll sing my freedom, there's no room for failure and remorse
And those who are deaf will not persuade me that it's too late for a new song
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Sintesi
03:35
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_____________________SYNTHESIS
Sometimes too rational
Sometimes full of utopias
Sometimes expanded in silence
Sometimes smiling in the confusion ..
Sometimes instead I'm projected into the future
But then I think among primitives everything was purest
I should need to find a new balance
I wonder why don't you search
A synthesis, yes I need a synthesis
A synthesis, yes I need a synthesis I would say
A synthesis between me and myself
Sometimes very materialistic
Sometimes I appear to be idealistic
Sometimes I want to make money
But I send you to hell if you don’t let me take it out on you
Sometimes a monk enjoying the pleasure of feast
I do not want to loose my soul in a number
Forgetting duties I don't believe in
I say why don't you search for
A synthesis, I need a synthesis
A synthesis, we need a synthesis
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Passaggio per la Luna
03:45
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___________________ A Lift to the Moon
I wake up it’s late and I’m not sleepy
A bit stunned
The stereo is on and you're away
I drive my thoughts away
Too many questions in these days
Full of anger I wouldn’t like
I go out from home smiling in my silence
I’m looking for a lift to the moon
White upon us
Where I lost my reason
It’s not inside me
I’m looking for a lift to the moon
White upon us
Where I lost the reason
It’s not around us
Air is precious among streetlamps
Drops of light shine suspended
I look at the road it is shiny
Echoes from the bars
I don’t know what to do either
But for sure it’s possible to find
The way-
to be
in tune again
I’m looking for a lift to the moon
White upon us
Where I lost my reason
It’s not inside me
I’m looking for a lift to the moon
White upon us
Where I lost my reason
It’s not around us
Maybe talks from long ago
Lost they tell us in silence
Seized by void without any illusions
Remember what you forgot
I don’t know what to do either
But for sure it’s possible to find
The way-
to be
in tune again
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Come una Fenice
03:47
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_____________________As a Phoenix
Sometimes I’d like to glide as a phoenix
In the wind cut by the wings and feathers on fire
Then turning round to look at the wake behind me
Drawing circles in the air
From above I'd listen to the city
Sometimes I’d like to sink in your gaze
Lost elsewhere and to talk to you in my thought
Then in silence seeking a new land to explore
hand in hand and without hesitation going away
Expanded into the ether of my dreams and desires
My thirst for freedom I now know will not end
Going beyond reality and fiction
Finding that the emptiness of my consciousness
Is only a shadow to be rooted out
Sometimes I would like to wait on a beach flooded
With the summer sun for that ship transparent with
colourful tinkling crystals
Which led by a drunk pirate
Would let us bring a little here among the stars at dawn
If the dream is long then wake me up
I don't want to live a deception
Burn that story
But if I get sick of reality
Then heal me giving me no respite
I can’t live in a world
That give rage to its fantasies
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Silvio Talamo Berlin, Germany
Atmospheres tinged with a Mediterranean vibe, World Music rhythms combined with groovebox beats, new-folk compositions obtained using a loop machine, and a cappella reggae-dub form the distinct flavor of Silvio Talamo's music
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