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September 24

A h M e A r N o D i O n T . I

Storie curiosamente intrecciate.

Estroflessioni di significati.

Chi vuole intendere,

intenda.

I don't know just where I'm going

Amarti m'affatica mi svuota dentro

But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can

Qualcosa che assomiglia a ridere nel pianto

'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man

Amarti m'affatica mi da' malinconia

When I put a spike into my vein

Che vuoi farci è la vita

And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same

E' la vita, la mia

When I'm rushing on my run

....

And I feel just like Jesus' son

And I guess that I just don't know

I have made the big decision
Amami ancora

I'm gonna try to nullify my life
fallo dolcemente

'Cause when the blood begins to flow
Un anno un mese un'ora

When it shoots up the dropper's neck
perdutamente

When I'm closing in on death

And you can't help me now, you guys

And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk

You can all go take a walk

And I guess that I just don't know

And I guess that I just don't know

Heroin, be the death of me
Amarti mi consola

Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
le notti bianche

Because a mainer to my vein
Qualcosa che riempie

Leads to a center in my head

Vecchie storie fumanti

And then I'm better off and dead

Amarti mi consola

Because when the smack begins to flow

mi da' allegria

I really don't care anymore

Che vuoi farci

About all the Jim-Jim's in this town

è la vita

And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds

E' la vita,

And everybody puttin' everybody else down

la mia

And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds

...

'Cause when the smack begins to flow

Amami ancora

Then I really don't care anymore

fallo dolcemente

Ah, when the heroin is in my blood

un anno un mese,un'ora

And that blood is in my head

perdutamente

Then thank God that I'm as good as dead

amami ancora

Then thank your God that I'm not aware

fallo dolcemente

And thank God that I just don't care

solo per un'ora

And I guess I just don't know

perdutamente.

And I guess I just don't know

...

Ingredienti:

Una dose di Lou Reed ed il suo amore: l'eroina;
Una dose di Lindo Ferretti e la sua eroina: l'amore;
Mezzo chilo di Confusione sessuale;
Due litri di commiserazione analcolica;
Un capello di Anthea che ritrovato nel cappuccio della maglia.

Alla prossima sega.

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