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YEARNING      All along  I think in you...  And when i tried to kill  the thought  I could never find the guts.  No matter how hard i tried,  I could't take you away  From my mind.    I want to see you  Until my eyes go blind,  Iwant to hold you  Until my arms fall off,    I want to be  Under your skin,  I want to be  Into your cells,    I want to warm  Your frozen skin,  I want to warm  your frozen heart...    I'll swallow poison  If you once  Tear me apart from you,  'cause my love is blind  and my heart is open wide...    for you.    by : Alexander Joseph Jackson  from : Mexico

     

MY SUN      Here comes the lady  with the curly hair...    Something in their eyes  reflect her pain,    If she let speak her mind,  perhaps we share the wine.  We are alike  But she keep me apart,    Since I met her  My life  changed  And I never gonna be the same,  Here we are in the same line...  Holding our tide hands.    We hurt each other,  We kick each other,  But no matter what  We love each other.     by : Alexander Joseph Jackson from : Mexico

 
 
 

PRIMO LUGLIO 1916 *     Primo Luglio,  Primo Luglio.  Primo Luglio,   Primo Luglio.     Primo Luglio.     Primo, come il bacio che mi hai dato  quando il treno chiamava,  nei ricordi sento l’eco  e rivedo il tuo viso, innocente,   con negli occhi il colore del mare,  della Francia…    calmo e silenzioso, che accoglieva   una nave straniera,  mentre il cielo all’orizzonte  si tingeva di rosso :  rosso sangue,  era un triste presagio del…     Primo Luglio,  alba e tenebra;  Primo Luglio,  forse l’ultimo.  Le mie mani sono gelide,  mentre prego batte il cuore che è…     caldo come il sole che ora spunta   dietro il filo spinato.  Urla il cielo,  geme il suolo  quando viene squarciato;  poi il silenzio:  sta affilando la falce il mio…     Primo Luglio,  alba e tenebra;  Primo Luglio,  forse l’ultimo.  Questo zaino è troppo carico…  chiudo gli occhi e sento il cuore che…      batte sulla pelle del tamburo  che mi chiama al destino.  Sette e trenta :  "Tutti fuori!".  Solo un balzo oltre il ciglio;  sto correndo  e già cala la falce del…     Primo Luglio,  alba e tenebra;  Primo Luglio,  forse l’ultimo.  Questo zaino è troppo carico…  Primo Luglio  fammi vivere.     by : Michele Collatina

THE FIRST OF JULY 1916 *        First of July,  first of July.  First of July,  first of July.     First of July.     First, like the kiss you gave me  when the train was calling,  I still remember its echo  and can see your face again, innocent,   in your eyes the color of the sea,  of France…     calm and silent, that harboured   a foreign ship,  while the skyline  became red :  blood red,  it was the sad presage of…     The first of July,  dawn and darkness;  The first of July,  perhaps the last one.  My hands are frozen,  while I pray beats my heart which is…     warm like the sun that now arises   behind the barbed wire.  Cries the sky,  moans the earth  when it is lacerated;  then comes the silence:  it is sharpening the scythe my…    First of July,  dawn and darkness;  The first of July,  perhaps the last one.  This knapsack is too heavy…  I close my eyes and feel my heart that…  beats on the skin of the drum  thet calls me to my fate.  At seven thirty:  "Everybody out!".  Just a jump beyond the edge;  I’m running  and immediatly drops the scythe of…       the first of July,  dawn and darkness;  The first of July,  perhaps the last one.  This knapsack is too heavy…  First of July:  let me live…   by : Michele Collatina

 
 
 

I want to hold your hand  I want to walk with you along the long,winding paths of life…  I want to be there with you when you need me in the darkness of misery,  in the bitterness of heartbreak, in the emptiness of  a loss,…  I want to look at you and smile  when you are overwhelmed  in the sweetness of victory, when you feel happy after you realise for the first time that the world IS  glorious,…..  I want to support you when the unexpected  happens in your life, and you are looking for a shoulder to lean on….  I want to assure you that there are solutions to all problems  when you are saddened about the fact  that nothing is going right in your life…  I want to sit by you and  suggest and advice  you  when you  need to make a decision…  I want to be the one to tell you that life IS indeed strange  when you feel perplexed thinking  about why things happen as they happen…  I want to stand by you  when you look at the stars on a lonely night  and wish there was someone  who would share the breathtaking beauty of Nature with you…  I want to sit by you when you are lonely, and  wanting a person just to share  the loveliness of solitude  with you…  I want to tell you that in a world  where everything seems corrupted, and everyone seems devoid of the fine inner sentiments, mine is a heart which cares,which really cares…  I want my eyes to remind you always  that everything is not as meaningless and that all efforts are not in vain,as they seem to be…  I want to listen when you want to talk….  I want to do the talking when you feel like listening to someone…  Forever and ever,I want to hold your hand….….      dedicated to my first only love,Viks(who,however is not in my life anymore)    by : Everly

 

I gave my heart For you to take it For you to own it I know - in vain -   You do not know It is my soul That shooting star Down the sky blue.   by : Diego Ruggeri