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"Ogni cosa eccellente

ci limita per un attimo,

poichè non ci sentiamo

alla sua altezza; solo quando, più tardi,

l'accogliamo nella nostra cultura

e l'assimiliamo alle nostre energie

spirituali e affettive, essa diventa per noi

cara e preziosa".

Jahann Wolfang Goethe

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La courbe de tes yeux...

Don't go to church on sunday
Don't get on my knees to pray
Don't memorize the books of the bible
I got my own special way
Bit I know jesus loves me
Maybe just a little bit more

I fall on my knees every sunday
At zerelda lees candy store

Well its got to be a chocolate jesus
Make me feel good inside
Got to be a chocolate jesus
Keep me satisfied

Well I dont want no anna zabba
Don't want no almond joy
There aint nothing better
Suitable for this boy
Well its the only thing
That can pick me up
Better than a cup of gold
See only a chocolate jesus
Can satisfy my soul

(solo)
When the weather gets rough
And its whiskey in the shade
Its best to wrap your savior
Up in cellophane
He flows like the big muddy
But thats ok
Pour him over ice cream
For a nice parfait

Well its got to be a chocolate jesus                     
Good enough for me
Got to be a chocolate jesus
Good enough for me

Well its got to be a chocolate jesus                  
Make me feel good inside
Got to be a chocolate jesus
Keep me satisfied

Tom Waits

Blue Valentines


She sends me blue valentines
all the way from philadelphia
to mark the anniversary
of someone that I used to be
and it feels just like there's
a warrant out for my arrest
got me checkin' in my rearview mirrror
and I'm always on the run
thats why I change my name
and I didn't think you'd ever find me here

to send me blue valentines
like half forgotten dreams
like a pebble in my shoe
as I walk these streets
and the ghost of your memory
is the thistle in the kiss
and the burgler that that can break a roses neck
it's the tattooed broken promise
that I hide beneath my sleeve
and I see you every time I turn my back

she sends me blue valentines
though I try to remain at large
they're insisting that our love
must have a culogy
why do I save all of this madness
in the nightstand drawer
there to haunt upon my shoulders
baby I know
I'd be luckier to walk around everywhere I go
with a blind and broken heart
that sleeps beneath my lapel

she sends me blue valentines
to remind me of my cardinal sin
I can never wash the guilt
or get these bloodstains off my hands
and it takes a lot of whiskey
to make these nightmares go away
and I cut my bleedin' heart out every nite
and I die a little more on each st. valentine day
remember that I promised I would
write you...
these blue valentines
blue valentines
blue valentines

Tom Waits

She sends me blue valentines"...lei mi scrive lettere d'amore blu,questa potrebbe essere una traduzione appropriata, anche se, si sa, tradurre è sempre tradire il testo originale.
 
E' una canzone di Tom Waits, un musicista americano che vive al limite e nel limine trova i versi da intrecciare alle note musicali.
Blue Valentine è una vanzone tristissima, racconta una perdita, una separazione; tutta la dolcezza del lutto bianco.
E' una storia d'amore, un'amore infinitamente grande, tanto, da essere irraggiungibile....
 
Lei mi scrive lettere d'amore blu, scrive sul cielo con una matita d'aria, apre le vele del silenzio e lo ritrova al fine, soltanto per un semplice abbraccio.
 
Tom Waits scrive con la spada, squarcia il foglio bianco e canta come "un leone ferito" le sue parole per guardarle danzare nell'aria, tra le nuvole.