Minds Working - Unpublished Texts E-Book

Carlo Torta

• Herausgeber: Carlo Torta
• Kategorie: Geisteswissenschaft
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

La musica fa parte di noi, ci accompagna in tutti i momenti felici, tristi, importanti e futili della nostra vita.Questo libro è dedicato a tutti i musicisti e compositori che non sanno quali parole associare alle proprie canzoni. Una serie di testi inediti in inglese da utilizzare e ai quali dare vita.

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Carlo Torta

Minds Working - Text Unpublished

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Sommario

Crawling

Faces in the metro

Hey, Mister

Innocense and fantasy

Kneeling

Like a dream

My limbs

The best of me

The disclaimers of time past

The first time

A secret drawer

Don't stop now

I don't exist

I'm not worthy

Just a dream

Learning to fly

You're so far away

To my son

Look at me

Earthquake

Hand in hand

Love and hate

Ney York inside me

Resignation

The dark side of love

The last trip

To be or not to be

Why don't you want me

Don't turn your back

Freedom

I run into the arms of truth

Lights my way

Now

On the chair

Sacrificial victim

A shelter where I felt safe

Who knows

Before meeting the Lord

Feel to be alive again

Hey, you

I hid my shame

It's a chain

Ona brick at a time

Soul of my heart

The inability to understand the defenceless

Waiting for a better day

​You don't know what you're missing

Have you time for me

Ice road nails

Senseless war

Sky in my veins

Street ghosts

Tell me about you

Blood and tears

You're not here

Life

The day of remembrance

Bear up

Lies

Slow and inexorable

Friend

Hands to heaven

​As mementos hangin, as emotions suspended

Images

Bloody hands

All I think is real

Crawling

There's a time to cry 

A moment to suffer

A life to make love

Death has his clock   the time is ended Dreaming your face feeling your touch kissing your lips breathing between your tighs I die in my room alone with a beer in my hand and a cigarette in the other side. I will never have nothing but this song, my fate already written the unmourned grave. You are my angel

You are my soul

you are the Sun

that fire up my skin

A dream no bring about

A hope shattering in my head.

Shine like a moon

in a dark vision,

freedom of thought, feel the passion of events,

cold shivers on my back

Fear or delight I don't discern

I will never have nothing but this song, my fate already written the unmourned grave.

You'll never come to me  A love so hard Will leave me lay on a bed and be left empty-handed. I will never have nothing but this song, my fate already written the unmourned grave. I hear notes on the piano

sing in my head

Past will never came back

Sound never will be the same.

It's silly but I image

Wind carrying my ashes off,

demonstrate to everyone

that I can terrify you with a leaf.

I will see you crying on my grave

be alone again standing beside

many wavering souls like you and me.  I will never have nothing but my shame,

the sequence is short and blood is hot in my veins....crying on my bed.  

Faces in the metro

Faces marked by time

No longer want to smile

Watching the others afraid

When you are weak you have fear

Their experiences

Relentlessly

Define their path

Seek Support in a pile

In order not to fall

Immersed in their thoughts

Hope always to live

one day less hard

than just experienced ...

They seem too caught up

the concerns occupy the mind

empty heart

and sweetness of the soul

Each one has its own way

Of understanding life

Try to be happy

Knowing that life is hard

It's hard for everyone

Breaking the sound of silence

Hope always to live

a better day

Than just experienced ...

The future in their eyes

on their skin, in their hands

A future to create

Imagine, dream

Frantic words to mobiles

Smiles and thoughts overlap

The strength of unconsciousness

pushing them beyond their limits

The desire to love

leads them to the passion

Life expectancy

A better day

Every day that will be

... hoping that day comes too late