<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209</id><updated>2011-08-27T19:21:15.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>OCEANOmare</title><subtitle type='html'>"..E' una specie di mistero, ma bisogna cercare di capire, lavorando di fantasia, e dimenticare quel che si sa in modo che l'immaginazione possa vagabondare libera, correndo lontana dentro le cose fino a vedere come l'anima non e' sempre diamante ma alle volte velo di seta.."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-517068860708383394</id><published>2007-07-01T21:35:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:45:44.340+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RogCDlx3X6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/gydxmFEBQK0/s1600-h/i-can-never-find-the-yarn-end.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RogCDlx3X6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/gydxmFEBQK0/s400/i-can-never-find-the-yarn-end.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082314440191729570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;e' lA dOMANDA cHE mI pONGO qUOTIDIANAMENTE.. sENZA rISPOSTA, sENZA sOLUZIONE.. e i sILENZI sI rIEMPIONO dI rICORDI dI uN pASSATO sEMPRE cOSI' pROSSIMO..e a rIKORDI sI aGGIUNGONO rIKORDI, dAY bY dAY, e sONO  iMMAGINI, sUONI, sAPORI. e aI sILENZI sI aGGIUNGONO sILENZI.. cONFUSIONE.&lt;br /&gt;sE tUTTO nASCE dAL cAOS.. vARRA' aNKE pER nOI?&lt;br /&gt;bUONA nOTTE, pETIT pRINCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;oN aIR. vIBA - vERDENA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-517068860708383394?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/517068860708383394/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=517068860708383394' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/517068860708383394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/517068860708383394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/07/e-la-domanda-che-mi-pongo.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RogCDlx3X6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/gydxmFEBQK0/s72-c/i-can-never-find-the-yarn-end.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-7042148249167326512</id><published>2007-06-28T17:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T18:02:39.094+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RoPbYVx3X5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/8qcRvDSNIO8/s1600-h/after99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RoPbYVx3X5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/8qcRvDSNIO8/s400/after99.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081146015813689234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..e' fACILE sAI.. aVERTI&lt;br /&gt;sE cHIUDO i mIEI bEI oCCHIETTI sPENTI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e cERCO sU dI mE&lt;br /&gt;lA tUA pELLE cHE nON c'E'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pOI tI eNTRO iN fONDO&lt;br /&gt;dENTRO lO sAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sOLTANTO pER cAPIRE cHI sEI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fORSE sEI uN cONGEGNO cHE&lt;br /&gt;sI sPEGNE dA sE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e pUOI mALEDIRE lA tUA bOCCA&lt;br /&gt;sE sBAGLIANDO mI kIAMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qUANDO..lEI..tI tOCCA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cERCHERO' sU dI mE&lt;br /&gt;lA tUA pELLE cHE nON c'E'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tI eNTRAVO iN fONDO&lt;br /&gt;dENTRO lO sAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sOLTANTO pER cAPIRE cHI sEI&lt;br /&gt;fORSE sEI uN cONGEGNO cHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sI sPEGNE dA sE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-pELLE-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aFTERHOURS sAID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vICINI.. aNCHE sE nON dI fATTO..&lt;br /&gt;mON pETIT pRINCE&lt;br /&gt;dA 1 a 10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-7042148249167326512?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/7042148249167326512/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=7042148249167326512' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/7042148249167326512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/7042148249167326512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RoPbYVx3X5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/8qcRvDSNIO8/s72-c/after99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-2401967731509023031</id><published>2007-06-20T20:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T21:13:31.612+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rnl2cWiNP8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/us7hVdc-EAk/s1600-h/bloodflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078220284294414274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rnl2cWiNP8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/us7hVdc-EAk/s400/bloodflowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oN aIR: bLOODFLOWERS - tHE cURE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;eCCO, lA fASE "cURE" aL mASSIMO lIVELLO.. nULLA dA dIRE, i cURE sONO i cURE, eD iO nON sAREI qUELLO cHE sONO (iL cHE pOTREBBE eSSERE a sECONDA dEL gIUDIZIO sOGGETTIVO, uN mALE kOME uN bENE..) sENZA i cURE.. (aLLA sTEF e fRIDAY i'M iN lOVE dEI mIEI 16 aNNI). fATTO sTA kE sONO gIORNI kE nON fACCIO aLTRO kE aSCOLTARE...aND eRASE rEWIND eRASE rEWIND eRASE rEWIND! eCCO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;qUELLO cHE vORREI fARE e' pROPRIO qUESTO.. eRASE aND rEWIND.. e nON cI sAREBBE sTATO lUI e nON cI sAREMMO sTATI nOI. e nON mI sENTIREI kOSI' mALE..pER lEI..e pER sTA sITUAZIONE dI cA**O. iNTRIGHI, bUGIE mA iN cOMPENSO.. lE sTELLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tANTE sTELLE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-2401967731509023031?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/2401967731509023031/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=2401967731509023031' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-7029458167442193561</id><published>2007-06-14T21:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T12:09:19.926+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RnJai2iNP7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/mX6LjtWKIeE/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076219284801011634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RnJai2iNP7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/mX6LjtWKIeE/s400/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oN aIR: tROUBLE wITH mE - sKIN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;vITTIMA dELLA mIA cOSTANZA nEL l'eRRORE, iNCOSTANZA nELLA rAGIONE. cOLPEVOLE dELLE mIE sCELTE. vITTIMA dI uN sENTIMENTO. cOLPEVOLE dI aVERLO sEGUITO e cOLTIVATO. hO fRA lE mANI tUTTO e nULLA aLLO sTESSO tEMPO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;aND tHIS iS lIKE i fEEL ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;sONO uNA sTELLA dEL fIRMAMENTO&lt;br /&gt;cHE oSSERVA iL mONDO, dISPREZZA iL mONDO&lt;br /&gt;e sI cONSUMA dELLA pROPRIA lUCE&lt;br /&gt;sONO iL mARE cHE dI nOTTE sI iNFURIA&lt;br /&gt;iL mARE cHE sI lAMENTA, pESANTE dI vITTIME&lt;br /&gt;cHE aD aNTICHI pECCATI, nUOVI nE aCCUMULA&lt;br /&gt;sONO bANDITO dAL vOSTRO mONDO&lt;br /&gt;cRESCIUTO nELL'ORGOGLIO&lt;br /&gt;e dALL'oROGLIO tRADITO&lt;br /&gt;sONO iL rE sENZA tERRA&lt;br /&gt;sONO lA pASSIONE mUTA&lt;br /&gt;iN cASA sENZA cAMINO, iN gUERRA sENZA sPADA&lt;br /&gt;e aMMALATO sONO dELLA pROPRIA fORZA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hERMAN hESSE&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-7029458167442193561?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/7029458167442193561/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=7029458167442193561' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/7029458167442193561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/7029458167442193561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/06/sono-una-stella-del-firmamento-che.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RnJai2iNP7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/mX6LjtWKIeE/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-3692758070853672627</id><published>2007-05-31T14:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T14:24:23.788+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rl69FSCev-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/dpJ5eE6kvy8/s1600-h/ali3ij2ah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070698128904994786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rl69FSCev-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/dpJ5eE6kvy8/s400/ali3ij2ah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sEI eNTRATO nELLA mIA vITA sENZA pERMESSO.. hAI fATTO sTRAGE dI mE.. mA oRA e' tEMPO tU vADA.. tORNA dA lEI.. e cONTINUO aD aSCOLTARE pENSANDO a tE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uVA aCERBA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cARMEN cONSOLI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;L’inconveniente sopraggiunto, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la delusione, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;l’insospettabile fulmine a ciel sereno. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Le lunghe attese, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;l’incombente trepidazione, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ma è vero che &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;grandi aspettative ingannano &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e chi troppo abbraccia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nulla stringe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;L’inconveniente sopraggiunto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fu irreparabile,&lt;br /&gt;ma è vero che &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;un forte sentire stordisce &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e l’istinto soccombe alla ragione. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Non ci aspetteranno più &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;né Parigi, né Vienna, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;le allegre passeggiate in quella baia del Sud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;troverai qualcun’altra a cui chiedere: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;portami vicino al mare… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;portami vicino al mare… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;portami vicino al mare… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;L’inconveniente sopraggiunto, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;la delusione, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ma è vero che &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;per alcune volpi l’uva è acerba… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Non ci aspetteranno più &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;né Parigi, né Vienna, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;le allegre passeggiate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in quella baia del Sud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e già sulla via del ritorno, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;solerte, sussurravi: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;portami vicino al mare… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;portami vicino al mare… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;portami vicino al mare… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;portami vicino al mare… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;portami vicino al mare… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vicino al mare… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vicino al mare… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-3692758070853672627?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/3692758070853672627/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rl69FSCev-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/dpJ5eE6kvy8/s72-c/ali3ij2ah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-669111018879778290</id><published>2007-05-18T13:59:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T14:05:27.135+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rk2VuMuRJ0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/6Su3ilTNS48/s1600-h/sTELLE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065869776783484738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rk2VuMuRJ0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/6Su3ilTNS48/s400/sTELLE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tO wISH iMPOSSIBLE tHINGS. nON e' sOLO uNA cANZONE dEI cURE.. cOME lE pETIT pRINCE nON e' sOLO uN lIBRO.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-669111018879778290?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/669111018879778290/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=669111018879778290' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/669111018879778290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/669111018879778290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-wish-impossible-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rk2VuMuRJ0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/6Su3ilTNS48/s72-c/sTELLE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-2163172498801766894</id><published>2007-05-15T13:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T13:40:04.031+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;mI sONO sEDUTA e hO pIANTO. nARRA lA lEGGENDA cHE tUTTO cIO' cHE cADE nELL'aCQUA dI qUESTO fIUME, lE fOGLIE, gLI iNSETTI, lE pIUME dEGLI uCCELLI, sI tRASFORMA nELLE pIETRE dEL sUO lETTO.&lt;br /&gt;aH, sE sOLO pOTESSI sTRAPPARMI iL cUORE e lANCIARLO nELLA cORRENTE, aLLORA nON cI sAREBBERO pIU' dOLORE nE' nOSTALGIA nE' rICORDI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sULLA sPONDA dEL fIUME pIEDRA mI sONO sEDUTA e hO pIANTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pAULO cOELHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-2163172498801766894?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/2163172498801766894/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=2163172498801766894' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/2163172498801766894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/2163172498801766894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/05/mi-sono-seduta-e-ho-pianto.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-5180791100373415349</id><published>2007-05-09T19:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T19:24:36.843+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oN aIR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;mALE dI mIELE - aFTERHOURS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lA sICUREZZAA uN vENTRE tENERO&lt;br /&gt;mA e' uN dEMONIO sTESO tRA dI nOI&lt;br /&gt;tI mANìCA e qUINDI nON pUOI cREDERLO&lt;br /&gt;mA iO nON mI sENTIVO lIBERO&lt;br /&gt;e nON e' dOLCE eSSERE uNICI&lt;br /&gt;mA sE hAI uN pROIETTILE tI lIBERO&lt;br /&gt;gLI eRRORI vERI sON pIU' fORTI pOI&lt;br /&gt;qUANDO fAN fINTA dI eSSERE mORTI lO sAI&lt;br /&gt;cOPRITI bENE sE tI sENTI fREDDA&lt;br /&gt;hAI lA pRESSIONE bASSA nELL'aNIMA&lt;br /&gt;cOM'e' sTRANO iL sAPORE cHE rIESCO a sENTIRE&lt;br /&gt;mALE dI mIELE, mALE dI mIELE&lt;br /&gt;e lA gRANDEZZA dELLA mIA mORALE&lt;br /&gt;e' pROPORZIONALE aL mIO sUCCESSO&lt;br /&gt;cOSI' hO rIFATTO iL lETTO aL mEGLIO&lt;br /&gt;sAI cHE sEMBRA nON cI aBBIAM dORMITO&lt;br /&gt;mA cOPRITI bENE sE tI sENTI fREDDA&lt;br /&gt;hAI lA pRESSIONE bASSA nELL'aNIMA&lt;br /&gt;cOM'E' sTRANO iL sAPORE&lt;br /&gt;cHE rIESCO a sENTIRE&lt;br /&gt;mALE dI mIELE, mALE dI&lt;br /&gt;tI dO lE sTESSE pOSSIBILITA'&lt;br /&gt;dI nEVE aL cENTRO dELL'iNFERNO tI vA?&lt;br /&gt;mALE dI mIELE, mALE dI mIELE, mALE dI mIELE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-5180791100373415349?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/5180791100373415349/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=5180791100373415349' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/5180791100373415349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/5180791100373415349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-air-male-di-miele-afterhours-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-727274157309983167</id><published>2007-05-09T14:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T14:14:59.769+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RkG6VNECSSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-Lrya3gAUUs/s1600-h/lpp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062532329587755298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RkG6VNECSSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-Lrya3gAUUs/s400/lpp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.. pROPRIO vERO.. : lE pAROLE sONO fONTE dI fRAINTENDIMENTI.. e' cHE mI vADO sEMPRE a iMPELAGARE iN sITUAZIONI pIU' gRANDI dI mE.. mA kI l'AVREBBE mAI dETTO.. cHE sAREBBE sTATO uN "mALE dI mIELE" .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e' pER tE, pETIT pRINCE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-727274157309983167?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/727274157309983167/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=727274157309983167' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/727274157309983167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/727274157309983167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RkG6VNECSSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-Lrya3gAUUs/s72-c/lpp2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-5409634162612138489</id><published>2007-05-06T20:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:41:18.085+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aNCORA uBRIACA dI mALINCONIA..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oN aIR: sTAY - eLISA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Non hai osato dire una singola parola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non ho osato chiederti qualcosa in più&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ho mantenuto le mie domande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;segrete nel profondo di me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ma avrei voluto farti sapere di tempo fa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando avrei detto aspetta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e per favore resta intendi spingermi via?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;per favore aspetta e resta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;volevi che andasse in questo modo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;vorresti sapere cosa ho passato?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;per tutto questo tempo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tutto questo tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;vorresti sapere anche che mi sei mancato?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e che ti ho in mente e sei stato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e sarai parte di me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una parte che non riesco a trovare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;e sei stato perdonato per il tuo silenzio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tutto questo tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quando avrei detto aspetta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;e per favore resta intendi spingermi via?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;per favore aspetta e dimmi c'è un modo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;per poter rimpiazzare il tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in cui non mi hai mai chiesto "come stai"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai bisogno di qualcosa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vuoi sapere che sono qui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vuoi sentirmi vicino? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;si... e spero che troverai un modo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;si... e spero che ci saranno giorni migliori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aspetta, e per favore resta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;intendi spingermi via?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;per favore aspetta e resta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;volevi che andasse in questo modo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aspetta, per favore resta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;spero che troverai la tua strada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;per favore aspetta, e resta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;spero che ci saranno giorni migliori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aspetta, resta, resta, per favore aspetta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-5409634162612138489?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/5409634162612138489/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=5409634162612138489' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/5409634162612138489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/5409634162612138489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/05/ancora-ubriaca-di-malinconia.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-3824281237069694616</id><published>2007-04-17T12:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T13:15:52.884+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oN aIR: ePPURE sENTIRE - eLISA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;iL lUNEDI' dELL'aNGELO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(cHE sUONA mEGLIO dELLA "pASQUETTA")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RiSpE4druQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kM1V897EOck/s1600-h/pasquetta+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054350583157995778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RiSpE4druQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kM1V897EOck/s400/pasquetta+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RiSlvodruNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ma4OJWf6Osw/s1600-h/IMAG2237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054346919550892242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RiSlvodruNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ma4OJWf6Osw/s400/IMAG2237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sVEGLIARMI cON iL sOLE dEL mATTINO e tANTO cELESTE.. tROVARE sEMPRE iL tEMPO dURANTE lA gIORNATA pER rILEGGERE qUALCHE pAGINA dI &lt;em&gt;bABYVOGUE, &lt;/em&gt;e aSCOLTARE yELLOW dEI cOLDPLAY.. e mAGARI iN qUEL mOMENTO rICEVERE uNA tELEFONATA.. E pOi uN sORRISO, uN aBBRACCIO, uN bACIO..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tUTTO qUI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hAVE a nICE dAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-3824281237069694616?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/3824281237069694616/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=3824281237069694616' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/3824281237069694616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/3824281237069694616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/04/svegliarmi-con-il-sole-del-mattino-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RiSpE4druQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kM1V897EOck/s72-c/pasquetta+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-3440039169188314688</id><published>2007-04-06T17:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T17:19:08.280+02:00</updated><title type='text'>lA pERFEZIONE pRETENDE..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oN aIR. sPIRALE oVALE - aRTICOLO 31&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'VE jUST fINITO dI lEGGERE iNVIBLE mONSTERS.. pALAHNIUK dA sOLO cONFERME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nECESSARIO rIPORTARE rECENSIONE dI sTA tALE mARINACCI, cHE sUA iNSAPUTA sI rITROVA nEL mIO bLOG.. sCCCCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le armi di una vita patinata: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Invisible Monsters&lt;/span&gt; di Chuck Palahniuk &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Di Deborah Marinacci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immaginate una donna bellissima, veli di seta georgette che le nascondano il viso e la rendano perciò ancora più seducente. Immaginate che non possa parlare, e che per parlare lei scriva. Immaginatela un misto tra egocentrica e viziata, figlia adorata, modella semi-affermata. Poi: cancellate tutto. Anzi, capovolgete di segno le aspettative, quello che i presupposti comporterebbero. La prospettiva, qui, è assolutamente un’altra. Chuck Palahniuk rivolge allo specchio, e allo specchio del lettore, una domanda del tipo uovo-gallina, essere-non essere. ‘Niente è ciò che sembra’: questo il potenziale sottotitolo del romanzo, che è un continuo smentire le apparenze, una (de)costruzione illimitata di spoglie fittizie, un gioco in cui ognuno sa la verità ma non la verità dell’altro, e a questa immagine recepita adegua la propria versione di vita. Quella di Invisible Monsters è una storia che sconvolge le premesse, di gente che cerca di rendere inediti i propri copioni, dove – volutamente e no – sono andate perse le tracce dei fatti, delle cose risapute, a vantaggio di configurazioni e relazioni reinventate. Ognuno vede nell’altro il proprio sé migliore o il sé che desidera, ognuno funge per chi ha davanti da specchio delle mie brame. E la presenza assoluta a se stessi, il riuscire a percepirsi senza il medium che è l’altrui sguardo o parola, l’auto-percezione perfetta, diventano operazioni impossibili.&lt;br /&gt;Invisible Monsters è uno specchietto retrovisore potenzialmente infinito. Un tentativo di seguire strade che si credono nuove e che invece riportano all’inizio. Saremmo gli stessi anche con cento vite? Fatto sta che i fili del romanzo tornano tutti, si dissolvono per riallacciarsi. L’esito è come sempre nel percorso, il valore aggiunto è rappresentato dal viaggio, che per definizione è riscatto, uscita di sé. Anche quando l’arrivo e la partenza, come su pista, paiono coincidere.&lt;br /&gt;E così Shannon McFarland, l’abbagliante protagonista del libro, ha un corpo perfetto e un viso da mostro, impensabile, inguardabile, perché qualcosa – ‘gli uccelli’, lei dice – le ha mangiato la faccia. Le ossa della mandibola di Shannon non esistono più, e lei non può parlare. Ma può comunicarci che la bellezza nasconde mostri inaspettati, esigenze esasperate. Che la perfezione pretende. La perfezione odierna di un’esistenza felice passa per qualcosa di simile a un ricalco-rotocalco, disumana, inautentica, perciò chi la insegue crea dei mostri di plastica e sangue, di ossa e cartoon. Figurine più o meno mutilate in onore dell’ego che più ci piace. (Ma intanto cos’è reale? Cos’è che stabilisce la genuinità di un corpo?). Non dà giudizi di valore, Palahniuk: semplicemente dimostra come oggi – e mai così – le metamorfosi possano essere radicali. Ognuno può scegliere l’identità che più gli garba. Dentro e fuori, fin dove vuole.&lt;br /&gt;Ma con leggerezza blasé, con una consapevolezza quasi scontata, l’autore ci avverte che le identificazioni progressive, per quanta forza abbiano, mai scalzano la memoria, né cancellano il nucleo. Le fughe da se stessi sono démodé, ci si accontenta solo di accessoriarsi con qualche protesi più o meno invasiva. O di darsi un nome più chic e adatto all’occorrenza. Difatti, per quanto il libro sia la storia di edonisti (a loro modo), di gente che insegue l’immagine perfetta, la bellezza ideale, il momento sublime, – nonostante questo – il percorso ha delle piccole nicchie che nascondono fabbriche. Come le insospettabili celle degli alveari. Come le crepe sotto le città: ogni cosa è liscia, sopra, e la superficie è fatta per scorrere. Eppure tutto, inconsapevole, è costruito sul vuoto. Sono due le falle principali, quelle che generano la storia e in cui la storia, silenziosa e inevitabile, confluisce: la famiglia e il passato. La “sanguinosa infanzia” (per dirla con Michele Mari) pare essere il filo rosso a cui non ci si può sottrarre.&lt;br /&gt;Lo stile del romanzo è elegantissimo e d’atmosfera, nel senso che l’autore conosce ed evoca il linguaggio e le cornici del mondo fashion addict, universo che oggi pare coinvolgere un pubblico più vasto degli stretti interessati. L’interferenza narrativa è inesistente: è la protagonista che parla, pensa, racconta. Tenta di guardarsi e oggettivarsi, scandisce l’esistenza come un servizio fotografico. Il racconto è a scatola cinese, come sempre in Palahniuk, indiscusso ‘maestro di montaggio’ che frammenta il plot quasi senza accorgersene, e di questa polverizzazione si serve per depistare il lettore e coglierlo alle spalle fino all’ultima pagina. Sorprendente il finale di Invisible Monsters: commozione là dove non te l’aspetti, ingenuo pathos nel bel mezzo di una nevrosi. E’ che qui l’autore pare mostrare una sorta di benevolenza per i suoi personaggi-caricatura, per i volti da copertina che il lettore invidia e ammira in egual misura, fino a quando scopre che questi uomini finiscono proprio col non essere, persi nell’allenamento cieco al ‘come-tu-mi-vuoi’. E forse questo tocco neo-decadente è parte stessa del finissimo cinismo di Chuck ‘genio del male’ Palahniuk, e del tempo che lo feconda. Leggere il romanzo significa ritrovare nella stessa stanza fucili, pennelli da ombretto e flaconi di estrogeni, e scoprire come un insieme tanto arbitrario sia in realtà un campo di oggetti significanti che rispondono allo stesso bisogno di difesa (nel caso dei personaggi di Palahniuk soprattutto da sé stessi). C’è chi considera questo romanzo – esordio privato, boicottato dalle case editrici – il capolavoro dell’autore. In ogni caso egli qui dipinge precisissime marionette di quel teatro sperimentale che è il ventunesimo secolo. Personalità complesse fino alla possibilità non remota dell’autodistruzione, dell’annullamento a scopo di rinascita, della mutilazione a scopo di vendetta o espiazione. C’è spazio per la metamorfosi lenta e progressiva, nel libro, ossessiva e radicale. E anche per quella ferrea che avviene in un sol colpo, che lascia serrate le labbra di chi vorrebbe chiedere: meditazione o follia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Se c’è una morale nel libro di Palahniuk, se c’è un punto di ritorno, è che forse &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;qualsiasi gesto compiamo contro qualcosa, è un gesto per quel qualcosa. O che ad esso conduce.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-3440039169188314688?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/3440039169188314688/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=3440039169188314688' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/3440039169188314688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/3440039169188314688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/04/la-perfezione-pretende.html' title='lA pERFEZIONE pRETENDE..'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-6303134290603474221</id><published>2007-04-01T22:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T22:21:42.989+02:00</updated><title type='text'>sTORIA dELLE rELAZIONI iNTERNAZIONALI..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RhAUJIIFPSI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ghUcM4QdSvA/s1600-h/bari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048557329315085602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RhAUJIIFPSI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ghUcM4QdSvA/s400/bari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mYBARI.iT"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wWW.mYBARI.iT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lA bARI e'... bIAGINO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a dIEGO aNTONACCI iN aRTE bIAGINO. sTIAMO rIPETENDO iNSIEME pER tELEFONO.. (aNTONA' oFFRI dA bERE dOMANI..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dOMANI hO l'ESAME cON gARZIA, aNCORA.. oLE'.. tUTTO bENE, sONO lE 22.10 e.. oOOOO! hO fINITO dI rIPETERE! dEVO rIVEDERMI qUELLE 10 tENDENTI 20 aRGOMENTI.. e vA tUTTO bENE. pROPRIO tRISTE rIMANERE a cASA dI dOMENICA sERA mENTRE c'E' lO sPRITZ pARTY iN cORSO.. uFFFF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oN aIR: sTRUGGLE fOR pLEASURE - wIM mERTENS iTALIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-6303134290603474221?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/6303134290603474221/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=6303134290603474221' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/6303134290603474221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/6303134290603474221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/04/storia-delle-relazioni-internazionali.html' title='sTORIA dELLE rELAZIONI iNTERNAZIONALI..'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RhAUJIIFPSI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ghUcM4QdSvA/s72-c/bari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-1819712845290785150</id><published>2007-03-29T00:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T00:43:59.479+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgrtX4IFPNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/G2EhOA-BxL4/s1600-h/Libro-e-Cuore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047107326881119442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgrtX4IFPNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/G2EhOA-BxL4/s400/Libro-e-Cuore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oN aIR: tUTTO dA rIFARE - vELVET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lO rIPETO: lA mIA vITA e' fATTA dI cORSI e rICORSI, sEMPRE gLI sTESSI.. mA pERCHE' nON iMPARO mAI e rICADO nEGLI sTESSI eRRORI? e pOI: sARA' sBAGLIATO aNKE sTAVOLTA? nON cI cAPIREMO aNCORA? pASSERA'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mI rENDO cONTO cHE pER i pIU' iL tUTTO sCRITTO e' iNSENSATO e tROPPO cRIPTICO.. iN rEALTA' dAVVERO cI cAPISCO pOCO aNCH'IO.. e sE dOVESSI sPIEGARE tUTTO pER bENE, cHIARAMENTE.. iNSOMMA..iL rILEGGERE mI fAREBBE cADERE aNCORA dI pIU' nELLA pARANOIA. pOCHI aCCENNI gIUSTO cHE mI sIANO dI mONITO e nULLA pIU'.. a cHI lEGGE.. cHE sI lAVORI dI fANTASIA (oDDIO mA e' iTALIANO qUESTO?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mENO mALE sTASERA c'E' sTATO iL fABIANA sHOW. vADO a nANNA pIU' cONTENTA: pENSAVO dI eSSERE iO lA pIU' sFIGATA.. nOOO! sONO sEMPLICEMENTE lA sECONDA !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gOODnIGHT &amp;amp; gOODlUCK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-1819712845290785150?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/1819712845290785150/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=1819712845290785150' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/1819712845290785150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/1819712845290785150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgrtX4IFPNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/G2EhOA-BxL4/s72-c/Libro-e-Cuore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-7106691189460645270</id><published>2007-03-26T17:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:06:08.921+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgfvNccgI3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/_3llmmil1is/s1600-h/tempesta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046264921745007474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgfvNccgI3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/_3llmmil1is/s400/tempesta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;".. nELLE tERRE dI cAREWALL, nON sMETTEREBBERO mAI dI rACCONTARE qUESTA sTORIA. sE sOLO lA cONOSCESSERO. nON sMETTEREBBERO mAI. oGNUNO a mODO sUO, mA tUTTI cONTINUEREBBERO a rACCONTARE dI qUEI dUE e dI uN iNTERA nOTTE pASSATA a rESTITUIRSI lA vITA, l'uN l'aLTRA, cON lE lABBRA e cON lE mANI, &lt;em&gt;uNA rAGAZZINA cHE nON hA vISTO nULLA e uN uOMO cHE hA vISTO tROPPO&lt;/em&gt;, uNO dENTRO l'aLTRA - oGNI pALMO dI pELLE e' &lt;em&gt;uN vIAGGIO, dI sCOPERTA, dI rITORNO&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;em&gt;nELLA bOCCA dI aDAMS a sENTIRE iL sAPORE dEL mONDO, sUL sENO dI eLISEWIN a dIMENTICARLO&lt;/em&gt; - nEL gREMBO dI qUELLA nOTTE sTRAVOLTA, nERA bURRASCA, lAPILLI dI sCHIUMA nEL bUIO, oNDE cOME cATASTE fRENATE, rUMORE, sONORE fOLATE, fURIOSE dI sUONO e dI vELOCITA', lANCIATE sUL pELO dEL mARE, nEI nERVI dEL mONDO, &lt;em&gt;oCEANO mARE&lt;/em&gt;, cOLOSSO cHE gRONDA, sTRAVOLTO - sOSPIRI, sOSPIRI nELLA gOLA dI eLISEWIN - vELLUTO cHE vOLA - sOSPIRI aD oGNI pASSO nUOVO iN qUEL mONDO cHE vALICA mONTI mAI vISTI E lAGHI dI fORME iMPENSABILI - sUL vENTRE dI aDAMS iL pESO bIANCO dI qUELLA rAGAZZINA cHE dONDOLA mUSICHE mUTE - &lt;em&gt;cHI l'aVREBBE mAI dETTO cHE bACIANDO gLI oCCHI dI uN uOMO sI pOSSA vEDERE cOSI' lONTANO - aCCAREZZANDO lE gAMBE dI uNA rAGAZZINA sI pOSSA cORRERE cOSI' vELOCE e fUGGIRE - fUGGIRE dA tUTTO - vEDERE lONTANO &lt;/em&gt;- vENIVANO dAI pIU' lONTANI eSTREMI dELLA vITA, qUESTO e' sTUPEFACENTE, dA pENSARE cHE mAI sI sAREBBERO sFIORATI, sE nON aTTRAVERSANDOLO dA cAPO a pIEDI l'uNIVERSO, e iNVECE nEMMENO sI eRANO dOVUTI cERCARE, qUESTO e' iNCREDIBILE, e &lt;em&gt;tUTTO iL dIFFICILE e' sTATO rICONOSCERSI, uNA cOSA dI uN aTTIMO, iL pRIMO sGUARDO e gIA' lO sAPEVANO,&lt;/em&gt;qUESTO e' iL mERAVIGLIOSO - qUESTO cONTINUEREBBERO a rACCONTARE, pER sEMPRE, nELLE tERRE dI cAREWALL, pERCHE' &lt;em&gt;nESSUNO pOSSA dIMENTICARE cHE nON sI e' mAI aBBASTANZA lONTANI pER tROVARSI. mAI&lt;/em&gt;. .. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oCEANO mARE - bARICCO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mAI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pENELOPE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-7106691189460645270?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/7106691189460645270/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=7106691189460645270' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/7106691189460645270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/7106691189460645270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgfvNccgI3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/_3llmmil1is/s72-c/tempesta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-2889828915652129211</id><published>2007-03-24T17:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T17:13:46.354+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgVNKscgI2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/EvxFSiswy0o/s1600-h/girasole_mare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045523803663246178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgVNKscgI2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/EvxFSiswy0o/s400/girasole_mare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgVMm8cgI1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/wGN2MzJNBK8/s1600-h/20065122036181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045523189482922834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgVMm8cgI1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/wGN2MzJNBK8/s400/20065122036181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hERE iS wHERE i wANT tO lIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sALENTO sEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;aRRIVARCI e' cOME tORNARE a cASA.. cOME bACIARE.. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lECCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. sONO sTATI dUE gIORNI fOLLI, e lI tENGO tUTTI pER mE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oN aIR: lA nOSTRA sTORIA - lUCA cARBONI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;" e sOTTO qUESTO cIELO, pIENISSIMO dI sTELLE, aNNUSO l'aRIA fRESCA e sENTO lA tUA pELLE e lONTANO sENTO vOCI dI cHI fA bALDORIA, iN qUESTA nOTTE dOLCE pENSO aLLA nOSTRA sTORIA.. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-2889828915652129211?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/2889828915652129211/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=2889828915652129211' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/2889828915652129211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/2889828915652129211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-is-where-i-want-to-live-salento.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgVNKscgI2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/EvxFSiswy0o/s72-c/girasole_mare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-2664316785135687179</id><published>2007-03-20T19:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T19:48:45.147+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgAoWscgIxI/AAAAAAAAADY/44zi42FMRLE/s1600-h/x1pjzF2-RYhxRUBAlWVGsib4bCkKle0gUkjAEYK-00ZsjqweCFuFTyjXgdK_dQAMF9jNXvdRJnUw9N2wEK1pp9u9h28_DM2WmPAsu_iZtqS8Zi8Hbr0y9COUQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044075953007895314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgAoWscgIxI/AAAAAAAAADY/44zi42FMRLE/s400/x1pjzF2-RYhxRUBAlWVGsib4bCkKle0gUkjAEYK-00ZsjqweCFuFTyjXgdK_dQAMF9jNXvdRJnUw9N2wEK1pp9u9h28_DM2WmPAsu_iZtqS8Zi8Hbr0y9COUQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgAoQ8cgIwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AwHp_CmohJc/s1600-h/x1pjzF2-RYhxRUBAlWVGsib4azVoRgxCQZYVZn5NkjILyHI-nniVeLRdps6aem8m_IeDofi9dtPpWnc2j7Lm4vQFVFrVj4TybL2WmVn97t84s8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044075854223647490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgAoQ8cgIwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AwHp_CmohJc/s400/x1pjzF2-RYhxRUBAlWVGsib4azVoRgxCQZYVZn5NkjILyHI-nniVeLRdps6aem8m_IeDofi9dtPpWnc2j7Lm4vQFVFrVj4TybL2WmVn97t84s8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fOTO dI uN vIAGGIO cHE nON hO fATTO.. lE mANDA &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fREE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dALL'&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;aUSTRALIA&lt;/span&gt;. (sEI lONTANO cOME lO e' aGOSTO.. e cHISSA' sE dAVVERO pOI iN sPAGNA cI fINIAMO iNSIEME. a cOMBATTERE e lITIGARE cOME i bEI vECCHI tEMPI.. e sI..cHE tU aBBIA 4 oCCHI lI', e 2 dI sIANO i mIEI..) mI sENTO cOSI' pICCINA qUI.. e iMPOTENTE.. e iMPAZIENTE.. pOTEVO eSSERCI aNK'IO lI' oRA.. sE (tI) aVESSI dATO pIU' aSCOLTO.. e iNVECE.. qUESTE 4 mURA sONO tUTTE iTALIANE, pUGLIESI.. e aNCHE lA pSEUDOpARENTESI lECCESE nON e' sERVITA a mOLTO.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pIOVE. iL fREDDO gROELANDESE e' aRRIVATO aNCHE qUI.. qUALCUNO cHE sOPRAGGIUNGA a rISCALDARMI pLEASE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oN aIR: zETA rETICOLI : mEGANOIDI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(nERI qUEI gIORNI cHE pASSANO sENZA dI tE, qUASI cONVINTO cHE iN fONDO sIA mEGLIO cOSI', aLLENTARE lA pRESA pER mERITO dI cHI mI cONSOLA eD eSORTE aLLA rINUNCIA.. mA lA pELLE rIGETTA qUEL sORRISO cHE tRAPIANTATO dA bOCCHE iRRIVERENTI nON lO sAI, nON fUNZIONA sU dI mE oSTINATO a rIPETERE tRA i dENTI.. bRUCIA aNCORA..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-2664316785135687179?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/2664316785135687179/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=2664316785135687179' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/2664316785135687179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/2664316785135687179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/03/foto-di-un-viaggio-che-non-ho-fatto.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RgAoWscgIxI/AAAAAAAAADY/44zi42FMRLE/s72-c/x1pjzF2-RYhxRUBAlWVGsib4bCkKle0gUkjAEYK-00ZsjqweCFuFTyjXgdK_dQAMF9jNXvdRJnUw9N2wEK1pp9u9h28_DM2WmPAsu_iZtqS8Zi8Hbr0y9COUQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-8951596772703299691</id><published>2007-03-19T21:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T22:25:29.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rf7_Hc0t8PI/AAAAAAAAADI/xcQ0W4ypVjs/s1600-h/Heart_on_a_String_by_Squet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043749136163008754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rf7_Hc0t8PI/AAAAAAAAADI/xcQ0W4ypVjs/s400/Heart_on_a_String_by_Squet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bUONGIORNO tRISTEZZA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aLL tHE gOOD tHINGS cOME tO aN eND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mAI fRASE pIU' aPPROPRIATA..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"oNESTAMENTE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cHE nE sARA' dI mE? nON mI pIACE lA rEALTA', e' uNA sTRADA tROPPO lIMPIDA pER mE, mA lA vERA vITA e' qUELLA dI oGNI gIORNO. nOI sIAMO qUELLO cHE nON vEDIAMO, hO pERSO tUTTO sOGNANDO aD oCCHI aPERTI, dALLE fIAMME aLLA pOLVERE, dAGLI aMICI aGLI aMANTI, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pERCHE' tUTTE lE cOSE bELLE fINISCONO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;qUANDO vIAGGIO mI fERMO sOLO aLLE uSCITE, dOMANDANDOMI sE rESTERO' gIOVANE e iRREQUIETA, vIVENDO iN qUESTO mODO mI fISSO dI mENO, vOGLIO aLLONTANARMI qUANDO iL sOGNO mUORE, iL dOLORE sOPRAGGIUNGE eD iO nON pIANGO, sENTO sOLO lA gRAVITA' e mI cHIEDO pERCHE'.. dALLE fIAMME aLLA pOLVERE, dAGLI aMANTI aGLI aMICI, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pERCHE' tUTTE lE cOSE bELLE fINISCONO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bHE, i cANI sTAVANO fISCHIETTANDO uNA nUOVA mELODIA uLULANDO aLLA lUNA nUOVA sPERANDO cHE sAREBBE aRRIVATA pRESTO, iN mODO cHE aVREBBERO pOTUTO mORIRE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dALLE fIAMME aLLA pOLVERE, dAGLI aMANTI aGLI aMICI, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pERCHE' tUTTE lE cOSE bELLE fINISCONO&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oN aIR: iNDOVINATE uN pO' ?!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-8951596772703299691?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/8951596772703299691/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=8951596772703299691' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/8951596772703299691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/8951596772703299691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/03/buongiorno-tristezza-all-good-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rf7_Hc0t8PI/AAAAAAAAADI/xcQ0W4ypVjs/s72-c/Heart_on_a_String_by_Squet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-2127244700317230969</id><published>2007-03-18T18:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T18:52:47.888+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rf17uc0t8OI/AAAAAAAAADA/qopspqHJ3Bg/s1600-h/rosa-rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043323195666329826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rf17uc0t8OI/AAAAAAAAADA/qopspqHJ3Bg/s400/rosa-rosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oN aIR: cOLD wATER - dAMIEN rICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tI rEGALERO' uNA &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rOSA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;uNA &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;rOSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rOSSA pER dIPINGERE oGNI cOSA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;uNA &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rOSA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pER oGNI tUA lACRIMA dA cONSOLARE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e uNA &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;rOSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pER pOTERTI aMARE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;uNA &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rOSA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bIANCA pER dIMENTICARE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oGNI pICCOLO dOLORE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;** dEI mIEI rICORDI sARAI l'uLTIMO a sFUMARE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;eRI cOME uN aNGELO lEGATO aD uN tERMOSIFONE&lt;br /&gt;nONOSTANTE tUTTO iO tI aSPETTO aNCORA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e sE cHIUDO gLI oCCHI sENTO lA tUA mANO cHE mI sFIORA **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-2127244700317230969?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/2127244700317230969/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=2127244700317230969' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/2127244700317230969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/2127244700317230969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/03/on-air-cold-water-damien-rice-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Rf17uc0t8OI/AAAAAAAAADA/qopspqHJ3Bg/s72-c/rosa-rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-3355293194015159750</id><published>2007-03-15T20:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:51:18.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RfmjPc0t8NI/AAAAAAAAAC4/M-5XU-vbcYY/s1600-h/cuore-malato_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042240743648653522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RfmjPc0t8NI/AAAAAAAAAC4/M-5XU-vbcYY/s400/cuore-malato_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oN aIR: qUELLO cHE sENTO - cARMEN cONSOLI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fALSA lA cITAZIONE "nESSUN pOSTO e' lONTANO. sE dESIDERATE eSSERE aCCANTO a qUALCUNO cHE aMATE fORSE nON cI sIETE gIA' ? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tERMINATO&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cOELHO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. nECESSARIO uN eSTRATTO dA rIPORTARE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"l'AMORE e' sEMPRE nUOVO. nON iMPORTA cHE aMIAMO uNA, dUE, dIECI vOLTE nELLA vITA: cI tROVIAMO sEMPRE dAVANTI aD uNA sITUAZIONE cHE nON cONOSCIAMO. l'aMORE pUO' cONDURCI aLL'iNFERNO o iN pARADISO, cOMUNQUE cI pORTA sEMPRE iN qUALCHE lUOGO. e' nECESSARIO aCCETTARLO, pERCHE' eSSO e' cIO' cHE aLIMENTA lA nOSTRA eSISTENZA. sE nON lO aCCETTIAMO, mORIREMO dI fAME pUR vEDENDO i rAMI dELL'aLBERO dELLA vITA cARICHI dI fRUTTI: nON aVREMO iL cORAGGIO dI cOGLIERLI. e' nECESSARIO rICERCARE l'aMORE lA' dOVE sI tROVA, aNCHE sE cIO' pOTREBBE sIGNIFICARE oRE, gIORNI, sETTIMANE dI dELUSIONI e dI tRISTEZZA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pERCHE' , nEL mOMENTO iN cUI pARTIAMO iN cERCA dELL'aMORE, aNCHE l'aMORE mUOVE pER vENIRCI iNCONTRO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e cI sALVA."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sULLA sPONDA dEL fIUME pIEDRA mI sONO sEDUTA e hO pIANTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-3355293194015159750?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/3355293194015159750/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=3355293194015159750' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/3355293194015159750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/3355293194015159750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/03/on-air-quello-che-sento-carmen-consoli.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RfmjPc0t8NI/AAAAAAAAAC4/M-5XU-vbcYY/s72-c/cuore-malato_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-8553899462447124507</id><published>2007-03-14T20:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:36:56.931+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RfhL_80t8LI/AAAAAAAAACo/tjnGowGqAMs/s1600-h/6293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041863344872353970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RfhL_80t8LI/AAAAAAAAACo/tjnGowGqAMs/s400/6293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nO nO nO... ! mAI pIU' cINEMA cON vALE e vALE.. iERI tUTTE qUELLE rAGAZZINE aSSATANATE cI sTAVANO pER cACCIARE dALLA sALA.. hO pASSATO uN'oRA e mEZZA dI iNFERNO.. tRA sTO pSEUDOfILMETTO cHE pRESENTA "bABI" cOME uNA pROSTITUTA, "gIN" cOME uNA pSICOPATICA, "pALLINA" (mA cHE cA**O dI nOMI) cOME uNA mATTA..  vALE I  cHE mI rOVESCIA aDDOSSO mEZZO cHILO dI pOPcORN aL cARAMELLO, lE pOLTRONE sCOMODISSIME e qUINDI iO cHE nON tROVAVO lA pOSIZIONE gIUSTA..  tUTTI i gEMITI dELLE lITTLEgIRLS, i nOSTRI cOMMENTI iDIOTI, lE rISATE dI vALE II  nELLE sCENE pIU' sTRAPPALACRIME.. cOLPA mIA aLLA fINE, cHE hO aCCONSENTITO aLLA vISIONE dI "nON &lt;em&gt;hO vOGLIA dI tE &lt;/em&gt;". oK pER sCAMARCIO cHE cMQ mERITA.. pOSSO aNCHE sOPPORTARE, cON mOOOOLTA pAZIENZA tUTTE qUELLE cANZONI dI tIZIANO (nONOSTANTE iL fATTO mI aVESSERO aSSICURATO cHE lA cANZONE c'ERA sOLO nEI tITOLI dI cODA, eD iO nATURALMENTE sAREI uSCITA pRIMA).. mA tANTA iDIOZIA e sCONTATAGGINE (?)  tUTT'iNSIEME nO! nO nO nO! c'ERA qUALKOSA cHE sI pOTEVA sALVARE? sI.. iL tIPO cHE sTRAPPAVA i bIGLIETTI aLL'iNGRESSO.. mMMMM..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sTASERA tUTTI aL cOMPLEANNO dI jOKER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-8553899462447124507?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/8553899462447124507/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=8553899462447124507' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/8553899462447124507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/8553899462447124507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-no-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RfhL_80t8LI/AAAAAAAAACo/tjnGowGqAMs/s72-c/6293.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-1780275304739503917</id><published>2007-03-12T16:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:33:25.002+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RfXAOs0t8KI/AAAAAAAAACg/r8YPEtqXdyY/s1600-h/Senza+nome.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041146716694114466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RfXAOs0t8KI/AAAAAAAAACg/r8YPEtqXdyY/s400/Senza+nome.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oN rEADING&lt;/strong&gt;: sULLE sPONDE dEL fIUME pIEDRA mI sONO sEDUTA e hO pIANTO - cOELHO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aPPENA a cASA.. aSSONNATA.. tROPPO aSSONNATA.. iERI sERA eNNESIMO aFTER: sAREI dOVUTA eSSERE a cASA pRESTO, o qUANTO mENO mE l'eRO rIPROMESSO vISTO cHE sTAMATTINA c'ERA, iNSOMMA c'E' sTATA lA sVEGLIA aLLE 6.40.. (e sI! c'E' eCONOMIA iNTERNAZIONALE aLLE 8.. cHE c**O) e iNVECE nO! fRA oBLIO e wALID è aRRIVATA mEZZANOTTE.. pOI c'ERA mARYGRACE, e nON lA vEDEVO dA uN pO'.. e sI e' fATTA l'1 a pARLARE e pARLARE e pARLARE... aLLA fINE 5 oRE dI sONNO sCARSE.. lA lEZIONE pESANTISSIMA.. tRA gRAFICI iNCOMPRENSIBILI e qUESTO mODO sTRANO dI vOLER cHIARIRE uN cONCETTO uSANDO mETAFORE iRREALI ( qUESTA e' uN' aLTRA sTORIA ), pOI aPPENA lA cASA .. pRANZO e vIA! fUORI cON mARIANNA, cHE tRA l'aLTRO mI dA cONFERMA gIORNO dOPO gIORNO dEL sUO sTATO pSYCO! mARYYY! pER cORTESIA.. i gAVETTONI d' aCQUA nELLA fELTRINELLI.. bASTA ! lEGGO uN pO' e pOI a nANNA.. e dOMANI sVEGLIA aNCORA aLLE 6.40. oLEEE' !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oN aIR&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gIORNI a pERDERE&lt;/span&gt; - sUBSONICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stanca, sembri solo stanca&lt;br /&gt;nella notte bianca d'indifferenza&lt;br /&gt;che parla mentre guida parla,&lt;br /&gt;seguitando parla&lt;br /&gt;fa il grande ed offre lui...&lt;br /&gt;e il giorno non c'è più.&lt;br /&gt;Radio, voci tra i rumori,&lt;br /&gt;pausa idrocarburi e cessi luridi.&lt;br /&gt;E bere fondi di piacere&lt;br /&gt;in polvere e partire...&lt;br /&gt;è in vena ed offre lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;gIORNI a pERDERE pER&lt;br /&gt;nOTTI a fAR fINTA cHE sAI vIVERE&lt;br /&gt;sCIOGLIERE sCORIE nEL vUOTO cHE c'E'&lt;br /&gt;sENZA gUARDARE mAI sOTTO dI tE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Luci, gente indifferente&lt;br /&gt;vortica nel niente&lt;br /&gt;puoi sempre ridere.&lt;br /&gt;E stare, non ci vuoi più stare,&lt;br /&gt;forse vomitare che in fondo è facile...&lt;br /&gt;che è sempre facile.&lt;br /&gt;Mani, chiede le tue mani,&lt;br /&gt;i tuoi discorsi strani&lt;br /&gt;non gli interessano.&lt;br /&gt;mani, tra le gambe mani,&lt;br /&gt;forse è già domani&lt;br /&gt;o è un altro attimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;gIORNI a pERDERE pER&lt;br /&gt;nOTTI a fAR fINTA cHE sAI vIVERE&lt;br /&gt;sCIOGLIERE sCORIE nEL vUOTO cHE c'E'&lt;br /&gt;sENZA gUARDARE mAI sOTTO dI tE&lt;br /&gt;gIORNI a pERDERE tE&lt;br /&gt;gIORNI a pERDERE tE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuori, scappi ed esci fuori,&lt;br /&gt;fuori dai rumori&lt;br /&gt;è notte limpida di stelle,&lt;br /&gt;tra le insegne stelle,&lt;br /&gt;di bambina stelle indifferenti...&lt;br /&gt;e scoppi a piangere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;gIORNI a pERDERE pER&lt;br /&gt;nOTTI a fAR fINTA cHE sAI vIVERE&lt;br /&gt;sCIOGLIERE sCORIE nEL vUOTO cHE c'E'&lt;br /&gt;sENZA gUARDARE mAI sOTTO dI tE.&lt;br /&gt;gIORNI a pERDERE tE&lt;br /&gt;gIORNI a pERDERE tE&lt;br /&gt;gIORNI a pERDERE tE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-1780275304739503917?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/1780275304739503917/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=1780275304739503917' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/1780275304739503917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/1780275304739503917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/03/on-reading-sulle-sponde-del-fiume.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RfXAOs0t8KI/AAAAAAAAACg/r8YPEtqXdyY/s72-c/Senza+nome.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-6841125110767920284</id><published>2007-03-10T16:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T17:21:25.689+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RfLLzc0t8GI/AAAAAAAAACA/zjX-vUM8XNM/s1600-h/FRECCIA.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040315017752080482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RfLLzc0t8GI/AAAAAAAAACA/zjX-vUM8XNM/s400/FRECCIA.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dAI! cHE e' qUESTA lA vIA gIUSTA..&lt;em&gt;l'iNDIFFERENZA&lt;/em&gt;. vA aPPLICATA oGNI tANTO, cON mODERAZIONE a sECONDA dELLE nECESSITA'.. a cASA, cON gLI aMICI, cON cHi tI iNTERESSA.. mA aLLORA sONO iO pROPRIO dI cOCCIO e pROPRIO nON cE lA fACCIO... !! mA pOTEVO sTARMI zITTA, mUTA e iMMOBILE iERI e fAR fINTA dI nULLA..? fAR fINTA nON cI fOSSE..? e nO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-6841125110767920284?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/6841125110767920284/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=6841125110767920284' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/6841125110767920284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/6841125110767920284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/03/dai-che-e-questa-la-via-giusta.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RfLLzc0t8GI/AAAAAAAAACA/zjX-vUM8XNM/s72-c/FRECCIA.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-6612521849611910375</id><published>2007-03-08T18:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T18:30:14.812+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nUNCA oLVIDES..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;24 cOSAS pARA rECORDAR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;rECUERDA sIEMPRE qUE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Tu presencia es un regalo para el mundo.&lt;br /&gt;2. Eres una persona única en un millón.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tu vida puede ser como tú quieras que sea.&lt;br /&gt;4. Vive cada día con intensidad.&lt;br /&gt;5. Cuenta tus alegrías, no tus desdichas.&lt;br /&gt;6. Lucharás contra la adversidad que se presente.&lt;br /&gt;7. Dentro de tí hay infinitas respuestas.&lt;br /&gt;8. Comprende, ten coraje, sé fuerte.&lt;br /&gt;9. No te impongas límites.&lt;br /&gt;10. ¡¡¡Hay tantos sueños que esperan ser realizados!!!&lt;br /&gt;11. Las decisiones son demasiado importantes para librarlas al azar.&lt;br /&gt;12. Lucha por tu ideal, tu sueño, tu premio.&lt;br /&gt;13. No hay nada que desgaste tanto como las preocupaciones.&lt;br /&gt;14. Cuanto más carguemos con un problema, más pesado se hace.&lt;br /&gt;15. No te tomes las cosas con tanta seriedad.&lt;br /&gt;16. Vive una vida de serenidad, no de lamentos.&lt;br /&gt;17. Recuerda que un poco de amor recorre un largo camino.&lt;br /&gt;18. Recuerda que mucho es para siempre.&lt;br /&gt;19. Recuerda que la amistad es una sabia inversión.&lt;br /&gt;20. Los tesoros de la vida son las personas unidas.&lt;br /&gt;21. Nunca es tarde.&lt;br /&gt;22. Transforma lo cotidiano en extraordinario.&lt;br /&gt;23. Ten salud, esperanza y felicidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;24. Pídele un deseo a una estrella. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;y jAMAS oLVIDES... nI sIQUIERA pOR uN dIA... lO eSPECIAL qUE eRES.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-6612521849611910375?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/6612521849611910375/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=6612521849611910375' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/6612521849611910375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/6612521849611910375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/03/nunca-olvides.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-6020571576658790100</id><published>2007-03-07T13:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T13:42:49.731+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oN aIR: kNOW HOW - kINGS oF cONVENIENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Re6xu82UdBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/33MGoq3Jn5k/s1600-h/CASTELLO.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039160453240222738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Re6xu82UdBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/33MGoq3Jn5k/s400/CASTELLO.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lA lOCATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sEMBRA sI sIA cREATO uN mURO fRA mE e tE.. iN qUESTI aNNI dI sEMI iNDIFFERENZA. e lE lETTERE cHE rICEVEVO oGNI tANTO eRANO pIU' dELLE sCALETTE pER gUARDARE oLTRE.. bHE sI. pENSACI! sOLO cHE aD uN cERTO pUNTO nON sONO bASTATE pIU'.. iL mURO sI e' fATTO cOSI' aLTO.. mAGARI c'E' uN pASSAGGIO sEGRETO aLLA bASE.. mA aNCHE iN qUEL cASO, aNCHE sE cI fOSSE dAVVERO, iERI nON l'aBBIAMO tROVATO. mAGARI sE cI sARA' uNA pROX vOLTA, aNDRA' mEGLIO. e nON e' dELUSIONE qUELLO cHE sENTO.. pIU' cHE aLTRO: mALINCONIA. mA tRANQUILLO.. nON nE sEI rESPONSABILE dEL tUTTO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;aNCORA uNA vOLTA fACCIO mIE lE tUE pAROLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cHI pRETENDE l'ESCLUSIVITA' dI sENTIMENTI mASCHERANDO dIETRO qUESTO pARAVENTO lA pROPRIA gELOSIA, nON sA cOSA sIA l'AMORE.nON e' pOSSIBILE pROVARE aMORE sOLO uNA vOLTA e sOLO pER uNA pERSONA. e nON sI pUO' sMETTERE dI pROVARLO, nEMMENO qUANDO uNA sTORIA fINISCE. lA pARTE mATERIALE fINISCE mA e' rIPRODUCIBILE iN aLTRI rAPPORTI. i sENTIMENTI rESTANO aNCHE sE aD uN cERTO pUNTO sI cOMINCIA a gUARDARLI cOL cOINVOLGIMENTO mINORE dEI rICORDI."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-iL cALORE dELLE gUANCE e iL vENTO- V.Z.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-6020571576658790100?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/6020571576658790100/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=6020571576658790100' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/6020571576658790100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/6020571576658790100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/03/on-air-know-how-kings-of-convenience-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Re6xu82UdBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/33MGoq3Jn5k/s72-c/CASTELLO.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-5984568200219402372</id><published>2007-03-05T20:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T20:45:35.297+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RexvPz6l2wI/AAAAAAAAABo/LfSy5kkKnKc/s1600-h/bosco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038524400545422082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RexvPz6l2wI/AAAAAAAAABo/LfSy5kkKnKc/s400/bosco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oN rEADING: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cERCASI aMORE dISPERATAMENTE&lt;/strong&gt; - fEDERICA bOSCO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oN lISTENING: &lt;em&gt;sHIVER - cOLDPLAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nON rIESCO pIU' a nUOTARE cONTROCORRENTE.. sARA' cHE sONO aL lARGO gIA' dA uN pO' .. e cOSI' mI lASCIO pORTARE.. mA mI sA mI sA cHE lA dIREZIONE nON e' qUELLA gIUSTA.. e fREE: cOSI' iN aUSTRALIA pROPRIO nON cI aRRIVO. qUANTO pUO' eSSERE d'aIUTO uNA cANZONE? o mEGLIO: qUANTO pUO' eSSERE d'aIUTO sENTIRSI uNA cANZONE.. e.. nO! nON sOFFRO dI "bORDERLINE" !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-5984568200219402372?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/5984568200219402372/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=5984568200219402372' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/5984568200219402372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/5984568200219402372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/03/on-reading-cercasi-amore-disperatamente.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RexvPz6l2wI/AAAAAAAAABo/LfSy5kkKnKc/s72-c/bosco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-5093454845810280230</id><published>2007-03-04T15:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T18:08:30.887+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Air:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Il Giorno di dolore che uno ha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lIGABUE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando tutte le parole sai che non ti servon più&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando sudi il tuo coraggio per non startene laggiù&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando tiri in mezzo Dio o il destino o chissà che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Che nessuno te lo spiega perchè sia successo a te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando tira un po' di vento che ci si rialza un po'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Che la vita è un po' più forte del tuo dirle "grazie, no"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando sembra tutto fermo, la tua ruota girerà&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sopra il giorno di dolore che uno ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando indietro non si torna quando l'hai capito che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Che la vita non è giusta come la vorresti te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando farsi una ragione vorrà dire vivere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Te l'han detto tutti quanti che per loro è facile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando batte un po' di sole dove ci contavi un po'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E la vita è un po' più forte del tuo dirle "ancora no"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando la ferita brucia la tua pelle si farà&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sopra il giorno di dolore che uno ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando il cuore senza un pezzo il suo ritmo prenderà&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando l'aria che fa il giro i tuoi polmoni beccherà&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando questa merda intorno sempre merda resterà&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Riconoscerai l'odore perchè questa è la realtà&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando la tua sveglia suona e tu ti chiederai che or'è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Che la vita è sempre forte molto più che facile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando sposti appena il piede il tuo tempo crescerà&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sopra il giorno di dolore che uno ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*** sEMBRA aRRIVATA pRIMAVERA ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mA.. nELLA mIA aTTUALE vISIONE pSEUDO pESSIMISTICA.. sAREBBE sEMPLICEMENTE lA qUIETE pRIMA dELLA tEMPESTA.. qUESTO cIELO cOSI' aZZURRO oGGI nON bASTA pIU'.e' tUTTO iL cONTESTO cOSI' sBAGLIATO. eSCO.. mEGLIO.. hAVE a nICE dAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-5093454845810280230?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/5093454845810280230/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=5093454845810280230' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/ReWSW8su_UI/AAAAAAAAABU/Y23f1g_uoXM/s1600-h/20070222105027saturno%20contro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036592681232301378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/ReWSW8su_UI/AAAAAAAAABU/Y23f1g_uoXM/s400/20070222105027saturno%2520contro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dALLA cOLONNA sONORA dI "&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sATURNO cONTRO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;oN aIR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rEMEDIOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gABRIELLA fERRI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Remedios, niña pequeña,&lt;br /&gt;chiquita, hermosa, preciosa&lt;br /&gt;Linda niñita quedada así,&lt;br /&gt;sentada en la orilla del mar&lt;br /&gt;y las manos llenas de perlas&lt;br /&gt;el sol en tu frente y en la sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;blanca orquidea, alma y paloma&lt;br /&gt;y la alegría, tú cantas consuelo,&lt;br /&gt;tú cantas esperanza,&lt;br /&gt;tú cantas remedios,&lt;br /&gt;espera que un día yo pueda decirte:&lt;br /&gt;"te quiero pequeña, chiquita, preciosa,&lt;br /&gt;hermosa, piccola, piccola,&lt;br /&gt;piccola, piccola, pico, pico, pico..."&lt;br /&gt;Tu historia, una vez, nos la contó,&lt;br /&gt;dios, tu hermanito con su guitarra,&lt;br /&gt;tú estabas dormida baja la luna,&lt;br /&gt;tú estabas feliz, pequeña Remedios,&lt;br /&gt;espera que un día yo pueda decirte:&lt;br /&gt;"te quiero, pequeña, chiquita, preciosa,&lt;br /&gt;hermos, piccola, piccola, piccola,&lt;br /&gt;piccola, pico, pico, pico..."&lt;br /&gt;El sol en tu frente y en la sonrisa,&lt;br /&gt;blanca orguidea, alma y paloma&lt;br /&gt;y la alegría, tú cantas consuelo,&lt;br /&gt;tú cantas esperanza,&lt;br /&gt;tú cantas remedios&lt;br /&gt;espera que un día yo pueda decirte:&lt;br /&gt;"te quiero, pequeña, chiquita, preciosa,&lt;br /&gt;hermos, piccola, piccola, piccola,&lt;br /&gt;piccola, pico, pico, pico"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;rEMEDIOS e' iL nOME dELLA pROTAGONISTA dI "dELL'AMORE e dI aLTRI dEMONI" dI mARQUEZ. e gIA' qUESTO bASTEREBBE pER dEDICARLE uN pOST nEL bLOG. pOI e' iL nOME aNKE dELLA cANZONE kE sTO sENTENDO iNINTERROTTAMENTE dA sTAMATTINA.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;iERI sONO aNDATA aL cINEMA cON mARY tO sEE *sATURNO cONTRO* .. eD eRA iNEVITABILE cHE oGGI aNDASSE cOSI'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;e rICORDATEVI: a tUTTI oGNI 7 aNNI cAPITA sATURNO cONTRO.. mI sA mI sA cHE dA cOME e' iNIZIATO, qUEST'aNNO mI tOCCA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;bACI &amp;amp; aBBRACCI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-3332945908590645225?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/ReWSW8su_UI/AAAAAAAAABU/Y23f1g_uoXM/s72-c/20070222105027saturno%2520contro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-5648981879739057628</id><published>2007-02-24T14:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T14:50:09.367+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/ReA-aL73M8I/AAAAAAAAABI/5tNmR7MX9so/s1600-h/antibush-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035093003001607106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/ReA-aL73M8I/AAAAAAAAABI/5tNmR7MX9so/s400/antibush-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oN aIR: pERFEZIONE - sUBSONICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oI rAGA! sONO tROPPO tROPPO cONTENTA.. fINALMENTE hO dATO 'sTO cA**O dI eSAME dI sTORIA cONTEMPORANEA cHE mI sTAVA pIANO pIANO sPEGNENDO.. 28! cERTO sAREBBE pOTUTO aNDARE mEGLIO, mA dAVVERO pER mE e' uNA lIBERAZIONE.. iO dI sTORIA nON cI cAPISCO uNA mAZZA..pOI oOO!! gLI uSA sEMPRE iN mEZZO tIPO "pALADINI dELLA gIUSTIZIA".. rIBADISCO lE mIE cONVINZIONI sVILUPPATE cON l'eSAME dI iNTERNAZIONALE, l'aNNO sCORSO: sONO aNTIaMERICANA.. sO: cHANGE fOR &lt;em&gt;uS&lt;/em&gt; !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bACI bACI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;@ &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bRUNO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: sEI tROPPO uN gRANDE.. cON qUEGLI oKKIALI dA sOLE cOSI' fASHION.. cHE tI sCARICHI lA pOSTA eLETTRONICA, rICEVI eD iNVII fAX, fAI pUBLIC rELATIONS.. iL tUTTO dURANTE gLI eSAMI.. !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;vERO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: iN bOCCA aL lUPO pER lUNEDI', mA tANTO aNDRA' bENE.. sPACCA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;@ &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: uN sALUTO aI kOALA! tE eCHO dE mENOS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-5648981879739057628?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/5648981879739057628/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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lIBRO, iNSOMMA, rEGALANDOMI lA fINE e' cOME sE tU aVESSI vOLUTO mANDARMI uN sEGNALE iMPLICITO. pERCHE', sI. iL pROTAGONISTA aLLA fINE tORNA a cASA, iL tESORO aLLA fINE eRA lI', fORSE iNVISIBILE aGLI oCCHI pERCHE' tROPPO vICINO.. e nON e' pIU' sOLO. e' dOLCE pENSARE nON sIA uN cASO. eD e' qUELLo cHE mI dOMANDO: tORNERAI? qUANDO tORNERAI? aBBI cURA dI tE. uN aBBRACCIO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;pENELOPE&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fREE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;oN aIR: ePPURE sENTIRE - eLISA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-4017477967979855019?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/4017477967979855019/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=4017477967979855019' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/4017477967979855019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/4017477967979855019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/02/ho-riletto-per-lennessima-volta.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RdzEdb73M7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/OGXLR3XAMj4/s72-c/libro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-6183873300194342429</id><published>2007-02-18T14:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T14:46:13.482+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RdhYDL73M6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/X1w9JnPygpw/s1600-h/05[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032869395353252770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RdhYDL73M6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/X1w9JnPygpw/s320/05%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oN aIR: mELLOW mOOD - sUBSONICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a mIA vOLTA.. fURTO dI uNA &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cATENA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e' cHE pROPRIO nON pOSSO rESISTERE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Apri la tua libreria di brani (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)2. Imposta il random &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Fai partire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Per ogni domanda scrivi la canzone che ti è capitata! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. Quando hai una nuova domanda manda avanti &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. Non imbrogliate e cercate di fare i fighi... scrivete quello che vi capita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Opening Credits: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oOOH wEE&lt;/span&gt; -mARK rONSOM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risveglio: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;p.O.D&lt;/span&gt; - yOUTH oF tHE nATION&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primo giorno di scuola: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wARRIOR kING&lt;/span&gt; - wHAT'S GOING ON (pOSSIBILISSIMO)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Innamoramento: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mARLENE kUNTZ&lt;/span&gt; - bELLEZZA &lt;img src="http://www.mondoglitter.it/kaoani/1pallina15.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perdita della verginità: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sUBSONICA&lt;/span&gt; - nON iDENTIFICATO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Scena di una lotta: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mARVIN gAYE&lt;/span&gt; - sEXUAL hEALING &lt;img src="http://www.mondoglitter.it/kaoani/1pallina22.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rottura: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cARLA bRUNI&lt;/span&gt; - lE tOI dU mOI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vita: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dIDO&lt;/span&gt; - i'M nOT aNGEL &lt;img src="http://www.mondoglitter.it/kaoani/1pallina25.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mental Breakdown: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gIANLULA gRIGNANI&lt;/span&gt; - cOME fAI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sottofondo mentre si guida: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gEORGE mICHEAL&lt;/span&gt; - tHIS iS nOT rEAL lOVE &lt;img src="http://www.mondoglitter.it/kaoani/1pallina44.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Flashback: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jOHN mAYER&lt;/span&gt; - bACK tO yOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ritorno insieme: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gOTAN pROJECT&lt;/span&gt; - wHATEVER lOLA wANTS &lt;img src="http://www.mondoglitter.it/kaoani/1pallina50.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Matrimonio: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;iNCUBUS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- i mISS yOU &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nascita di tuo figlio: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mARLENE kUNTZ&lt;/span&gt; - lA cANZONE cHE sCRIVO pER tE &lt;img src="http://www.mondoglitter.it/kaoani/1pallina26.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Battaglia finale:&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fLIPSYDE&lt;/span&gt; - sPUN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Scena della morte: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kORN&lt;/span&gt; - fREACK oN a LEASCH &lt;img src="http://www.mondoglitter.it/kaoani/1pallina35.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Funeral Song: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tIROMANCINO&lt;/span&gt; - uN tEMPO pICCOLO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;End Credits: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jEM&lt;/span&gt; - wISH i &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mondoglitter.it/kaoani/1pallina19.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-6183873300194342429?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/6183873300194342429/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=6183873300194342429' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/6183873300194342429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/6183873300194342429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-air-mellow-mood-subsonica-mia-volta.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RdhYDL73M6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/X1w9JnPygpw/s72-c/05%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-7471927137064033250</id><published>2007-02-16T13:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T13:48:40.550+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RdWnab73M5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/zyAG2HvUWAs/s1600-h/Love_hurts_by_majino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032112231273673618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RdWnab73M5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/zyAG2HvUWAs/s400/Love_hurts_by_majino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nOn c'E' mAI uN pERCHE' aD uN &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;rICORDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. aRRIVA aLL'iMPROVVISO, cOSI', sENZA cHIEDERE iL pERMESSO. e nON sAI mAI qUANDO sE nE aNDRA'. l'uNICA cOSA cHE sAI e' cHE pURTROPPO tORNERA' dI nUOVO. mA dI sOLITO sONO aTTIMI. e oRMAI sO cOME fARE. bASTA nON fERMARSI tROPPO. aPPENA aRRIVA qUEL rICORDO aLLONTANARSENE vELOCEMENTE, fARLO sUBITO sENZA rIMPIANTI, sENZA cONCESSIONI, sENZA mETTERLO a fUOCO, sENZA gIOCARCI. sENZA fARSI mALE. eCCO, mEGLIO.. oRMAI e' pASSATO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-7471927137064033250?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/7471927137064033250/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=7471927137064033250' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/7471927137064033250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/7471927137064033250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/02/non-ce-mai-un-perche-ad-un-ricordo.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RdWnab73M5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/zyAG2HvUWAs/s72-c/Love_hurts_by_majino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-4247285326669725346</id><published>2007-02-15T18:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T18:16:38.543+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;cAVALLERIA rUSTICANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sICILIANA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o lOLA cH'aI dI lATTI lA cAMMISA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sI bIANCA e rUSSA cOMU lA cIRASA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;qUANNU t'aFFACCI fAI lA vUCCA a rISA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bIATO cUI tI dA' lU pRIMU vASU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nTRA lA pORTA tUA lU sANGU e' sPARSU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e nUN mE mPORTA sI cE mORU aCCISU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e sI cE mOUORU e vAJU nMPARADISU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sI nUN cE tRUOVO a tTIA, mANCU CE tRASU&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;vERGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a mIRELLA, cHE lA "dECANTA" a mEMORIA.. bHE cERTO.. pER sAN vALENTINO! e pOi,  cHIARO: aL wALID lAVORANO sOLO i fOLLI. e cHI mEGLIO dI nOI! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-4247285326669725346?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/4247285326669725346/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=4247285326669725346' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RdDkiL73M4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPZ1pArmr9c/s1600-h/madalice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030772059743400834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/RdDkiL73M4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPZ1pArmr9c/s400/madalice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mI sENTO mOLTO &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aLICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nEL &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pAESE dELLE mERAVIGLIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. sBATTUTA iN uN pOSTO pERFETTINO.. mA dOVE sEMBRA tUTTO o tROPPO gRANDE o tROPPO pICCOLO.. nON sENTO mI aPPARTENGA. e nON mI sENTO dI aPPARTENERGLI. sARA' cHE nON hO mAI aVUTO uNO sPICCATO sENSO dI cITTADINANZA.. mI sENTO mOLTO.. cITTADINA dEL mONDO! dEL rESTO a pENSARCI, dESTINO vOLLE cHE qUESTO fOSSE aNKE iL tEMA dELLA tRADUZIONE dI gRECO aLLA mATURITA'.. mA aDESSO, pIU' cITTADINA dI uN aLTRO mONDO. sI sPIEGHEREBBE lA mIA dIFFICOLTA' a tROVARE qUALKUNO kE mI cAPISCA aPPIENO (mA sI sCRIVE cOSI'? tUTT'aTTACCATO..mA'...), a cUI mAGARI bASTI sOLO uNO sGUARDO.. . cI vORREBBE dAVVERO uNA gRAAAAANDE dOSE dI pOSITIVITA'. eD iO ... nO cE l'hO! mA &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;aLICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, nEL &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pAESE dELLE mERAVIGLIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sI e' pER cASO iNNAMORATA? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-8798087491476566099?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/8798087491476566099/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-7129589267316342911</id><published>2007-02-11T22:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T14:40:16.129+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sE tU mI dIMENTICHI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;nERUDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voglio che sappia&lt;br /&gt;una cosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu sai cos'e' questa cosa:&lt;br /&gt;se guardo&lt;br /&gt;la luna di cristallo, il ramo rosso&lt;br /&gt;del lento autunno alla mia finestra,&lt;br /&gt;se tocco&lt;br /&gt;vicino al fuoco&lt;br /&gt;l'impalpabile cenereo&lt;br /&gt;il rugoso corpo della legna,&lt;br /&gt;tutto mi conduce a te,&lt;br /&gt;come se ciò che esiste,&lt;br /&gt;aromi, luce, metalli,&lt;br /&gt;fossero piccole navi che vanno&lt;br /&gt;verso le tue isole che m'attendono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orbene,&lt;br /&gt;se a poco a poco cessi di amarmi&lt;br /&gt;cesserò d'amarti a poco a poco.&lt;br /&gt;Se d'improvviso&lt;br /&gt;mi dimentichi,&lt;br /&gt;non cercarmi,&lt;br /&gt;ché già ti avrò dimenticata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se consideri lungo e pazzo&lt;br /&gt;il vento di bandiere&lt;br /&gt;che passa per la mia vita&lt;br /&gt;e ti decidi&lt;br /&gt;a lasciarmi alla riva&lt;br /&gt;del cuore in cui affondo le radici,&lt;br /&gt;pensa&lt;br /&gt;che in quel giorno,&lt;br /&gt;in quell'ora,&lt;br /&gt;leverò in alto le braccia&lt;br /&gt;e le mie radici usciranno&lt;br /&gt;a cercare altra terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma&lt;br /&gt;se ogni giorno,&lt;br /&gt;ogni ora&lt;br /&gt;senti che a me sei destinata&lt;br /&gt;con dolcezza implacabile.&lt;br /&gt;Se ogni giorno sale&lt;br /&gt;alle tue labbra un fiore a cercarmi,&lt;br /&gt;ahi, amor mio, ahi mia,&lt;br /&gt;in me tutto quel fuoco si ripete,&lt;br /&gt;in me nulla si spegne‚ si oblia,&lt;br /&gt;il mio amore si nutre del tuo amore, amata,&lt;br /&gt;e finché tu vivrai&lt;br /&gt;starà tra le tue braccia&lt;br /&gt;senza uscir dalle mie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;gRANDE nERUDA.. oI.. dOMANI eSAME sTORIA dELLE rELAZIONI iNTERNAZIONALI.. cHE sOLO a dIRLO tE nE vAI iN pARANOIA.. dAI cHE mI mANCANO 100 pAGINE dI rIPETIZIONE e hO fINITO.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;bACI bACI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-7129589267316342911?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/7129589267316342911/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=7129589267316342911' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/7129589267316342911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/7129589267316342911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/02/se-tu-mi-dimentichi-neruda-voglio-che.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-2714750313980161592</id><published>2007-02-09T15:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T14:19:34.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;oN aIR: cOME bACK tO wHAT yOU kNOW - eMBRANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;vENERDI'. pIOGGIA. sTUDIO. iL sOSIA dI aLE cHE mI uSA PER aRRIVARE aD.. oSCAR..pERCHE' eRA gAY!! OKKEBELLO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lA cANZONE..!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;a&lt;strong&gt; gAB&lt;/strong&gt; cHE mI hA pASSATO lO pSEUDOtEST&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Trust me - Jah Cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE vORRESTI aVER sCRITTO tU&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nuotando nell' aria - Afterhours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;vORRESTI fOSSE sTATA sCRITTA pER tE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;La Cura - Battiato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cHe tI fA vENIRE iN mENTE lA tUA iNFANZIA: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Fields of gold - Sting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE rIASSUME lA tUA aDOLESCENZA&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;One - U2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHe tI fA vENIRE iN mENTE uN eX&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here with me - Dido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cON cUI vORRESTI sVEGLIARTI&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;is beautiful - Noa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dA sUONARE sULLA sPIAGGIA&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Albachiara - Vasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE nON vORRESTI pIU' sENTIRE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(pERCHE' mI rATTRISTA) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All I want is you - U2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE vORRESTI pER iL tUO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mATRIMONIO&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Time after time - Eva Cassidy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE vORRESTI aL tUO fUNERALE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(sCELTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; dECISIVA,uLTIMA,pROMESSO) Halleluja - Jeff Bucley (rICORDATEVENE&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE dESCRIVE pERFETTAMENTE uN pERIODO dELLA tUA vITA&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Party girl - U2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE pIACE aI tUOI gENITORI dELLA tUA cOLLEZIONE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amy Winehouse (pIU' o mENO tUTTO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE nON cONOSCERESTI sE nON fOSSE pER uN aMICO&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Speed Ok - Seventy Times Seven (a lUCA pERCHE' e' sUA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE tI fA vENIRE iN mENTE lA pRIMA cOTTA&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Valvonauta - Verdena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE tI fA pENSARE aD uN rAGAZZO cHE tI pIACE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;La malinconia - Carboni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE tI fA pENSARE aL sESSO:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you can’t say no - Lenny Kravitz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE tI fA pENSARE aLLA sOLITUDINE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My Immortal - Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;pER qUANDO sEI iNCAZZATO&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nobody's wife - Anouk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cHE tI eSTRANEA dALLA rEALTA'&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; - Jem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;qUELLA pIU' tRISTE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Colorblind - Counting Crows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lA mIGLIORE cOLONNA sONORA&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Siren - Tori Amos (gREAT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;eXPECTATIONS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lA mIGLIORE pER qUANDO sEI gIU'&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My Friend - Groove Armada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lA mIGLIORE dA sENTIRE iN vIAGGIO&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;qUALSIASI cOSA dI vASCO..dICIAMO.. "Ciao"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;pER fARE cASINO&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sola - Spiller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;qUELLA cHE tI fA pIU' pURA aL bUIO:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cHE dOMANDE..bHO.. Il Piano. Di Segovia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;qUELLA dELLA tUA cITTA'&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gente che spera - What's a banda feat Art 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;qUELLA cON iL tESTO pIU' oRIGINALE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cornflakes girl - Tori Amos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;qUELLA cON iL tESTO pIU' bELLO&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tROPPO sCONTATA lO sO..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stairway to heaven - Led Zeppelin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;qUELLA sU cUI fARE l'AMORE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sEMPRE If you can’t say no - Lenny Kravitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-2714750313980161592?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/2714750313980161592/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=2714750313980161592' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/2714750313980161592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/2714750313980161592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-air-come-back-to-what-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-117087243680363599</id><published>2007-02-07T18:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:10:03.358+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.mondoglitter.it/kaoani/bianchi03.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cERTO e' cHE i tIROMANCINO sONO i tIROMANCINO... iNSOMMA i tESTI dELLE lORO sONGS sONO gRANDIOSI, dA iNCORNICIARE iN tANTI pICCOLI qUADRETTI cOLORATI... e qUESTO nE mERITEREBBE uNA pARTICOLARE, mAGARI tUTTA dORATA cON tANTE &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;sTELLINE&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;l'aLBA dI dOMANI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cI sORPRENDERA'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aDDORMENTATI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aNCORA aBBRACCIATI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dELLO sTESSO sOGNO cI tRASPORTERA'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oLTRE i cONFINI pIU' sEGRETI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fORSE uN nUOVO mONDO cI rICEVERA'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sENZA pAROLE nE pAURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eD iL nOSTRO sGUARDO aTTRAVERSERA' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dEI dESIDERI lA pROFONDITA'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pARLA cON mE, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aSPETTANDO cHE sPUNTI iL gIORNO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pERCHE' nON c'E nIENTE cHE cONTA iNTORNO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mA lA tUA vOCE aNCORA uN pO' iNCERTA nON sA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;qUELLO cHE gLI oCCHI rIDENDO cONFESSANO gIA'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nON dIRMI nO, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cERTE zONE dELLA tUA mENTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cHE oRA nON sAI, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sI dISCHIUDONO lENTAMENTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e sE nON tI fA pAURA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pOTRAI gUARDARE lA tUA nATURA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nELL'aLBA dI dOMANI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;qUESTO dESIDERIO cHE cI pRENDE sI sA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e' uN vORTICE lENTO, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e' uN fUOCO dIVERSO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fALLO dIVAMPARE, nON cI bRUCIERA'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pERCHE' e' lA vERTIGINE,l'INSTABILITA',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pARLA cON mE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aSPETTANDO cHE sPUNTI iL gIORNO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pERCHE' nON cE' nIENTE cHE cONTA iNTORNO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mA lA tUA vOCE aNCORA uN pO' iNCERTA nOn sA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;qUELLO cHE gLI oCCHI cONFESSANO gIA' ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-117087243680363599?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/117087243680363599/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=117087243680363599' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/117087243680363599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/117087243680363599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/02/certo-e-che-i-tiromancino-sono-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-117070497781647160</id><published>2007-02-05T20:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:12:55.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Re1ajM2UdAI/AAAAAAAAABw/iWc6uNQ1bXs/s1600-h/PIUMA+ROSA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038783118888432642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/Re1ajM2UdAI/AAAAAAAAABw/iWc6uNQ1bXs/s400/PIUMA+ROSA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cOME sE pOTESSI aCCAREZZARTI..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Air: vENERE - cARMEN cONSOLI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fortunatamente ho ancora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;il buon senso di mettermi in discussione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faccio volentieri a meno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dei tuoi manuali sull'autostima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fortunatamente da giorni è finita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a lenta agonia dei tuoi fiori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sto ancora rimettendo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;la nostra ultima cena romantica...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Triste annoiata e asciutta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarei la tua &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;venere&lt;/span&gt; storpia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;triste annoiata e asciutta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;io sarei un'inutile preda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vedrai vedrai che alla fine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uno squallido grazie lo avrai, lo avrai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;quel sorriso di circostanza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vedrai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fortunatamente ho sempre il difetto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;di prendermi poco sul serio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e faccio volentieri a meno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;del tuo sesso pratico e del successo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Porto ancora addosso il fumo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;delle tue parole,delle tue parole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;l'unica cosa che mi hai lasciato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Triste annoiata e asciutta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sarei la tua &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;venere&lt;/span&gt; storpia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*ALex* : bUON cOMPLEANNO. sENZA dI mE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-117070497781647160?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/117070497781647160/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=117070497781647160' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-117060300587556468</id><published>2007-02-04T16:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:23:12.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oN aIR: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hELENA &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mY cHEMICAL rOMANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Qual è la cosa peggiore che potrei dire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Le cose saranno meglio se resto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Arrivederci e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;buonanotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tROPPE nUVOLE, tROPPO vENTO.. e tANTA pIOGGIA. e qUESTA sAREBBE sTATA l'aSPETTATA dOMENICA, lA dOMENICA dI rOUTINE, cURA pER iL mALESSERE sETTIMANALE dI tROPPE oRE dI sTUDIO E dI lAVORO.. mA nO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;News delle 20.08:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sMESSO dI pIOVERE e iNCURANTI dEL fREDDO pOLARE (aSSURDO) sI e' dECISO cHE cI sTAVA aNCHE oGGI iL gIRO dEGLI sPLITZ !! .. sTASERA: cRUDO mARE e vINO bIANCO! uN bRINDISI a -cE dE'? - mALEDE' eL dIA qUE tE eNCONTRE'.. !!!&lt;br /&gt;l'eSAME dI iNTERNAZIONALE e' lUNEDI' pROX.. sONO pRATICAMENTE a zERO.. mI sONO rIPROMESSA cHE mI pORRO' iL pROBLEMA dA dOMANI, qUANDO cI sARA' mENO cAMPARI iN cORPO e pIU' lUCIDITA'..&lt;br /&gt;*bESOS* aLLA fACCIA dI cHI cI vUOLE mALE, bARCOLLO mA nON cROLLO ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oN aIR: sPEED oK - sEVENTY tIMES sEVEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-117060300587556468?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/117060300587556468/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=117060300587556468' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/117060300587556468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/117060300587556468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-air-helena-my-chemical-romance-qual.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-117043058658169320</id><published>2007-02-02T16:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T16:36:26.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/964468/Angioletto%20globo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/320/506945/Angioletto%2520globo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'M sAD sO i pLAY&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gABRIEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lAMB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iNTRO &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SI- LA SOL LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SI- LA SOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;RE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I want his wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SI- LA SOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can shine even in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;RE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I crave the light that he brings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SI- LA SOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revel in the songs that he sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;RE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my angel gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can love&lt;br /&gt;but I need his heart&lt;br /&gt;I am strong even on my own&lt;br /&gt;but from him I never want to part&lt;br /&gt;he's been there since the very start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My angel gabriel&lt;br /&gt;my angel gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless the day he came to be&lt;br /&gt;angel's wings carried him to me&lt;br /&gt;heavenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can fly&lt;br /&gt;but I want his wings&lt;br /&gt;I can shine even in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;but I crave the light that he brings&lt;br /&gt;revel in the songs that he sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my angel gabriel&lt;br /&gt;my angel gabriel&lt;br /&gt;my angel gabriel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-117043058658169320?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/117043058658169320/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=117043058658169320' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/117043058658169320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/117043058658169320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-sad-so-i-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-117026206281415522</id><published>2007-01-31T17:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T18:02:32.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/543169/Bingo!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/320/359714/Bingo%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sTRADE iNQUIETE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Marianna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Io parlerò con te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Per tenerti lontana dalle brutte avventure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ti aiuterò a decidere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tra domande pesanti, se mi vorrai parlare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conoscerai dei volti nuovi e li vedrai sparire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tornare da dove sono venuti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ti sentirai più piccola di una formica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E pranzerai con molte persone deluse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perchè non importa la strada che fai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La gente che incontri e le donne che hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conta solo il momento in cui riesci a vederti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dentro di lei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti sussurrerò parole dolci agli angoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Delle strade inquiete,mentre viene giù la neve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avrò cura delle piccole malinconie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Delle timidezze che fanno sorridere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per far caso ancora ai piccoli miracoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Che ormai nessuno vede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non bisognerà guardare poi così lontano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tu dimmi che li vedi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come li vedo io&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ti parlerò perchè&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C'è chi maschera bene le sue vere intenzioni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' ti deluderà con sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Capirai esattamente cosa vuole dire soffrire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perchè aspettiamo di essere sfiorati da una stella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Che riesca a farci dimenticare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che ci troviamo a rovistare tutti i giorni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tra le cose che un giorno sembravano vere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Perchè non importa la strada che fai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La gente che incontri e le donne che hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conta solo il momento in cui riesci a vederti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dentro di lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ti sussurrerò parole dolci agli angoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Delle strade inquiete,mentre viene giù la neve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Avrò cura delle piccole malinconie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Delle timidezze che fanno sorridere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Per far caso ancora ai piccoli miracoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Che ormai nessuno vede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non bisognerà guardare poi così lontano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tu dimmi che li vedi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Come li vedo io&lt;br /&gt;Perchè non importa la strada che fai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La gente che incontri e le donne che hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conta solo il momento in cui riesci a vederti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dentro di lei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gRAZIE cHE cI sEI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tVB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-117026206281415522?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/117026206281415522/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=117026206281415522' title='8 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/117026206281415522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/117026206281415522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/strade-inquiete-marianna-io-parler-con.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-117008199269557705</id><published>2007-01-29T15:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T15:49:59.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a 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aBBRACCI&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yOUR &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;sABY&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-117008199269557705?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/117008199269557705/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=117008199269557705' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/117008199269557705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/117008199269557705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/on-air-antianti-tokai-ft.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116990411644185216</id><published>2007-01-27T14:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T15:25:30.143+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oN aIR : tHE wAVES - eLISA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;uN'aLTRA gIORNATA dI sTUDIO.. sENZA tROPPA cONVINZIONE dI qUELLO cHE rIPETO.. cHOMSKY-jACOBSON-yULE E tUTTI vOI.. pER cORTESIA! a cOSA mAI mI pOTRA' sERVIRE cONOSCERVII?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tHE wAVES/ lE oNDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Io andrò via, prenderò la macchina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e cercherò la spiaggia prima dell'alba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e guarderò la luna e le stelle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;e dirò loro tutto di noi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Son partita stanotte (la scorsa notte)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ho raggiunto la spiaggia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cercando di trovare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tutto quello ke avevo perso in 1000 onde, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;milioni di onde&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ancora, da qualche parte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sono sicura che vedrò il tuo viso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ti vedrò là, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ole del mattino prima che tu sorga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;prima che tu venga e splenda ancora su di noi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lasciami trovare conforto nella notte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Perché io non potevo trovare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;quello che avevo perso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Raggiunsi la spiaggia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e niente era cambiato&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;in migliaia di onde, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;milioni di onde, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sto ancora cercando l’amore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;e tutto quello che vedo è il tuo volto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;così torno a casa da te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sto piangendo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ma ti sto voglio ancora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;quel che è fatto è fatto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ma sono pronta a ricominciare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116990411644185216?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116990411644185216/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116990411644185216' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116990411644185216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116990411644185216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/on-air-waves-elisa-unaltra-giornata-di.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116958176237042053</id><published>2007-01-23T20:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:06:09.770+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oN aIR: &lt;em&gt;fIELDS oF gOLD&lt;/em&gt; - eVA cASSIDY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;pREMETTENDO cHE iO aDOOORO eVA cASSIDY e lE sUE cOVER tRISTISSIME nONOSTANTE mI rENDANO cOSI' pARANOICA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;e sI! e' sCATTATA lA fASE nERA.. tROPPO sTRANO cHE qUESTI gIORNI eRO cOSI'..gAIA!  sOMMERSA dA dISPENSE e lIBRI e aPPUNTI e fOTOCOPIE sINGOLE sPARSE cHE nON c'ENTRANO nULLA tRA lORO e.. mI rITROVO aLLE 20.30 aNCORA a sTUDIARE. mI rIPRENDE sOLO pOCO fA uNA tELEFONATA .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;bUONAsERATA A tUTTI.. lA mIA lO sARA'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;cIà!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oNE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Va meglio o ti senti sempre uguale? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarà più semplice per te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;adesso che hai qualcuno da incolpare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu dici un solo amore, una sola vita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;é un solo bisogno nella notte un solo amore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dobbiamo condividerlo perchè ti lascia, tesoro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;se non te ne prendi cura...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti ho deluso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O ti ho lasciato un brutto sapore in bocca? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ti&lt;/span&gt; comporti come se non avessi mai avuto amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e vuoi che anch'io ne faccia a meno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bhe é troppo tardi questa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;notte per tirar fuori il passato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siamo un'unica cosa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;non siamo la stessa cosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;possiamo portarci l'un con l'altro, uno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sei venuto qui in cerca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;di perdono? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei venuto per risvegliare i morti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sei venuto qui per interpretare la parte di Gesù ai lebbrosi nella tua testa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bhe, ti ho chiesto troppo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molto di piu'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tu non mi hai dato nulla, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ora é tutto quello che ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Siamo un'unica cosa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma non siamo la stessa cosa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ci&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feriamo a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vicenda e poi lo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rifacciamo ancora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu dici che l'amore é un tempio,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;l'amore é una legge superiore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l'amore é un tempio,&lt;br /&gt;l'&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;amore é una legge superiore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi chiedi di entrare e poi mi fai strisciare&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; io non ce la faccio a rimanere aggrappato a ciò&lt;/span&gt; che hai&lt;br /&gt;quando tutto ciò che hai é dolore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;un solo amore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un solo sangue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;una sola vita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devi fare ciò che dovresti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;una sola&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vita&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;l'uno con l'altro sorelle, fratelli miei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una sola vita,&lt;br /&gt;ma non siamo uguali&lt;br /&gt;possiamo &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;portarci l'un con l'altro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;portarci l'un con l'altro uno...&lt;br /&gt;un &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;amore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;uNA cANZONE pER rICORDARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116958176237042053?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116958176237042053/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116958176237042053' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116958176237042053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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bASTA l'aZZURRO dEL cIELO e l'INTERRUZIONE dEI lAVORI dI cOSTRUZIONE dI uNA sERIE dI aPPARTAMENTI aCCANTO aL tUO..cON rELATIVE sCOSSE e cASINO iNFERNALE, a rIPORTARE iL sORRISO. pER cUI. nON iMPORTA qUALSIASI cOSA sIA sUCCESSA qUESTA sETTIMANA ( oRMAI cONSUETUDINE) :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lIFE iS bEAUTIFUL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sorridi,senza una ragione&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ama,come se fossi un bambino&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorridi,non importa cosa dicono &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Non ascoltare una parola di quello che dicono&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perchè la vita è bella così. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lacrime,un'ondata di lacrime&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luce,che lentamente scompare &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aspetta,prima di chiudere le tende&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;C'è ancora un altro gioco da giocare &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e la vita è bella così.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Qui con i suoi occhi eterni &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sarò sempre vicina quanto te &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ricorda da prima ora che sei là fuori con te stesso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ricorda cos'è vero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e quel che sognamo è solo amore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Conserva la risata nei tuoi occhi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;presto verrà premiato il tuo aspettare&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;non dimenticheremo i nostri dolori &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e penseremo ad un giorno più allegro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perchè la vita è bella così. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Non dimenticheremo i nostri dolori&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e penseremo ad un giorno più allegro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perchè la vita è bella così.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;C'è ancora un altro gioco da giocare &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e la vita è bella così. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116921100553281999?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116921100553281999/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116921100553281999' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116921100553281999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116921100553281999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/la-mia-lunaticita-mi-porta-ad-essere.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116914121028501091</id><published>2007-01-18T18:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T18:26:50.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;sECRETLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been biding my time&lt;br /&gt;Been so subtly kind&lt;br /&gt;I've got to think so selfishly&lt;br /&gt;'Cos you're the face inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I've been biding my days&lt;br /&gt;You see&lt;br /&gt;Evidently it pays&lt;br /&gt;I've been a friend with unbiased views&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;secretly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lust after you&lt;br /&gt;So now you feel rusty&lt;br /&gt;You're bored and bemused&lt;br /&gt;You wanna do someone else&lt;br /&gt;So you should be by yourself&lt;br /&gt;Instead of here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secretly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to think pure&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hard when I'm raw&lt;br /&gt;You're talking out so sexually&lt;br /&gt;About boys and girls&lt;br /&gt;And your friggin' dreams&lt;br /&gt;So now you feel lusty you're hot and confused&lt;br /&gt;You wanna do someone else&lt;br /&gt;So you should be by yourself&lt;br /&gt;Instead of here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secretly &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sEGRETAMENTE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho atteso il mio momento&lt;br /&gt;Sono stata così delicatamente gentile&lt;br /&gt;Ho dovuto pensare egoisticamente&lt;br /&gt;Perché tu sei il viso dentro me&lt;br /&gt;Ho atteso i miei giorni&lt;br /&gt;Vedi…&lt;br /&gt;Evidentemente questo paga&lt;br /&gt;Sono stata un'amica dalla visione obiettiva&lt;br /&gt;Poi segreta lussuria per te&lt;br /&gt;Adesso ti senti arrugginito&lt;br /&gt;Sei annoiato e perplesso&lt;br /&gt;Vuoi fare qualcos'altro&lt;br /&gt;Quindi devi stare per conto tuo&lt;br /&gt;Invece che qui con me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Segretamente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provando e riprovando a pensare con purezza&lt;br /&gt;Provandoci maledettamente quando sono viva&lt;br /&gt;Stai parlando in modo talmente sensuale&lt;br /&gt;Di ragazzi e ragazze&lt;br /&gt;E dei tuoi sogni&lt;br /&gt;Allora adesso ti senti eccitato, sei bollente e confuso&lt;br /&gt;Vuoi fare qualcos'altro&lt;br /&gt;Allora dovresti stare per conto tuo&lt;br /&gt;Invece di stare qui con me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In segreto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adesso ti senti pizzicato&lt;br /&gt;Ti ho preso, ti senti usato&lt;br /&gt;Dovevi fare, qualcos'altro&lt;br /&gt;Avresti dovuto stare per conto tuo&lt;br /&gt;Avresti dovuto fare, qualcos'altro&lt;br /&gt;Dovevi stare per conto tuo&lt;br /&gt;Invece che qui con me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Segretamente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Skunk Anansie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;... wITHOUT wORDS ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116914121028501091?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116914121028501091/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116914121028501091' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116914121028501091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116914121028501091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/secretly-ive-been-biding-my-time-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116887416401373823</id><published>2007-01-15T15:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T16:25:51.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/943338/copljc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/473541/copljc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Anche a casa era cosi': se c'era un tipo un pò strano in giro si poteva star certi che ci avrebbe provato con me. Per questo quando conobbi David pensai che il mio karma si fosse improvvisamente alleggerito. Ma per fortuna la realtà è sempre la stessa, perchè se improvvisamente cambiasse non saprei come affrontarla. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ho pensato a fondo a questa cosa. In fondo, anche se mi lamento sto bene cosi', nel limbo dell'adolescenza che mi protegge da diventare adulta e inconsciamente faccio di tutto per rovinare le potenziali storie serie per paura di prendermi delle responsabilità verso qualcun'altro che non sia me stessa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In fondo ho solo.. 24 anni.. che vivo con me e non è cosa da poco... è una relazione seria! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mI pIACI dA mORIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fEDERICA bOSCO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lETTO iN uNA nOTTE.. iERI nOTTE.. cOME sE l'aVESSI sCRITTO iO..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;aLLORA fREE. e' dECISO? pARTIAMO? sI! qUESTA vOLTA dAVVERO.. vAMOS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bESOS Y aBRAZOS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116887416401373823?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116887416401373823/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116887416401373823' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116887416401373823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116887416401373823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/anche-casa-era-cosi-se-cera-un-tipo-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116878780776574609</id><published>2007-01-14T16:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T16:16:48.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/864765/Mare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/543633/Mare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fRASI dA dIMENTICARE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La notte io non dormo e se dormo sogno, parlo&lt;br /&gt;e poi mi sveglio e nelle orecchie ho l'eco di un mio urlo&lt;br /&gt;cose, da dimenticare... frasi, da dimenticare&lt;br /&gt;Parole, suoni voci che pungono veloci&lt;br /&gt;invidie, torti, gelosie, "non eravamo amici?"&lt;br /&gt;frasi, da dimenticare...&lt;br /&gt;Lo vedi... siamo ancora insieme non ci tradiamo più&lt;br /&gt;forse perché sappiamo che non ci conviene&lt;br /&gt;o non ci va più&lt;br /&gt;Quest'anno vado prima al &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;così ho tempo per pensare&lt;br /&gt;e faccio scorta di pensieri che non bastano mai&lt;br /&gt;ne voglio quattro sull'amore, due sul fatto che si muore&lt;br /&gt;voglio avere tutto chiaro, giuro, vedrai&lt;br /&gt;Ci sono troppe porte, per le mie braccia corte&lt;br /&gt;le avevo chiuse tutte e invece adesso sono aperte&lt;br /&gt;cose, da dimenticare frasi, da dimenticare&lt;br /&gt;Ma io io non mi sento pieno nemmeno un po'&lt;br /&gt;e faccio ancora il pugno con la mano&lt;br /&gt;ma non lo userò&lt;br /&gt;Quest'anno vado prima al &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;così ho tempo per pensare&lt;br /&gt;e faccio scorta di pensieri che non bastano mai&lt;br /&gt;ne voglio quattro sul dolore, sulla gioia due parole&lt;br /&gt;non commetterò più errori, giuro, vedrai&lt;br /&gt;Lo vedi... siamo ancora insieme non ci tradiamo più&lt;br /&gt;forse perché sappiamo che non ci conviene&lt;br /&gt;o non ci va più&lt;br /&gt;cose, da dimenticare...frasi, da dimenticare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dANIELE sILVESTRI&lt;/strong&gt; (oN aIR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancora innamorata di un'idea.. Come se fosse possibile.&lt;br /&gt;Baci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116878780776574609?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116878780776574609/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116878780776574609' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116878780776574609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116878780776574609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/frasi-da-dimenticare-la-notte-io-non.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116845668435503323</id><published>2007-01-10T20:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T20:18:04.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/105233/DANI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/753002/DANI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dANI aNKE iO tANTO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116845668435503323?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116845668435503323/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116845668435503323' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116845668435503323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116845668435503323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/dani-anke-io-tanto.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116835332612880506</id><published>2007-01-09T15:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T15:43:25.736+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;* &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lIVIDO aMNIOTICO&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sono soltanto parole per me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;che la distanza ora complica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;io vorrei tanto capirne di più,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vorrei che non pensassi al male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;che perso nel sonno più chiuso che c'è,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lascia soltanto un impronta nell'aria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oltre a un respiro d'amaro per noi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ci resta solo il disegno del tempo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So che avremmo ancora bisogno di crederci,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e anche se a volte parlarne fa male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so che resta un livido amniotico gelido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sto percorrendo a ritroso la strada per noi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma qui tu scivoli a fondo e non hai rifugio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;per sciogliere il peso che c'è in me è tardi in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sono soltanto parole per me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;che la distanza ora complica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;io vorrei tanto capirne di più,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vorrei che non pensassi al male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;che perso nel sonno più chiuso che c'è,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lascia soltanto un impronta nell'aria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oltre a un respiro d'amaro per noi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ci resta solo il disegno del tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Se non posso nemmeno provare più a reggerti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nel vuoto che raschia il tuo sguardo specchiandomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lasciare che il tempo ora passi sopra di noi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rendermi immobile al flusso dei giorni tra noi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ma qui tu scivoli a fondo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e non hai rifugio per sciogliere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;il peso che c'è in me è tardi in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sono soltanto parole per me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;che la distanza ora complica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;io vorrei tanto capirne di più&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;vorrei che non pensassi al male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;che perso nel sonno più chiuso che c'è,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lascia soltanto un impronta nell'aria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oltre a un respiro d'amaro per noi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ci resta solo il disegno del tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sei per me livido amniotico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sUBSONICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sTRAVOLTA dA 1OO tRADUZIONI dI sPAGNOLO.. iNGLESE.. I 2 lIBRI dI sTORIA dELLE rELAZIONI iNTERNAZIONALI.. cORRELATE dISPENSE.. e qUESTA cOLONNA sONORA tRISTE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nON mI vA, nON mI vA, nON mI vA !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116835332612880506?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116835332612880506/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116835332612880506' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116835332612880506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116835332612880506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/livido-amniotico-sono-soltanto-parole.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116809891078430160</id><published>2007-01-06T16:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T16:55:10.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lENTAMENTE mUORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pABLO nERUDA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lentamente muore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chi diventa schiavo dell'abitudine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ripetendo ogni giorno gli stessi percorsi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chi non cambia la marcia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;chi non rischia e cambia colore dei vestiti,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chi non parla a chi non conosce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Muore lentamente chi evita una passione,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chi preferisce il nero su bianco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e i puntini sulle "i"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;piuttosto che un insieme di emozioni,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;proprio quelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;che fanno brillare gli occhi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;quelle che fanno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;di uno sbadiglio un sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;quelle che fanno battere il cuore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;davanti all'errore e ai sentimenti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lentamente muore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chi non capovolge il tavolo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;chi e' infelice sul lavoro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chi non rischia la certezza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;per l'incertezza per inseguire un sogno,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chi non si permette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;almeno una volta nella vita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;di fuggire ai consigli sensati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lentamente muore chi non viaggia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chi non legge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;chi non ascolta musica,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chi non trova grazia in se stesso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Muore lentamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chi distrugge l'amor proprio,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;chi non si lascia aiutare;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chi passa i giorni a lamentarsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;della propria sfortuna o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;della pioggia incessante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lentamente muore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chi abbandona un progetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;prima di iniziarlo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chi non fa domande&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sugli argomenti che non conosce,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chi non risponde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;quando gli chiedono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;qualcosa che conosce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Evitiamo la morte a piccole dosi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ricordando sempre che essere vivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;richiede uno sforzo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di gran lunga maggiore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;del semplice fatto di respirare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Soltanto l'ardente pazienza porterà&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;al raggiungimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;di una splendida felicita'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pAZIENZA.. qUANTA aNCORA cE nE VORRA'? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E pOI.. pARTO o nON pARTO? l' eNNESIMA fUGA.. (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116809891078430160?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116809891078430160/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116809891078430160' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116809891078430160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116809891078430160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/lentamente-muore-pablo-neruda.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116801891868607383</id><published>2007-01-05T18:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T18:44:38.450+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/260361/poemes_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/320/362323/poemes_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se chiudo gli occhi e penso a te &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;è come volare sugli alberi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sapendo che più in alto andrò &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;più bello sarà raggiungerti &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;raggiungerti nei sogni miei &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e anche in tutti quelli tuoi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dove potrò rincorrerti &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in ampi spazi senza pericoli &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdonami mio amore &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ma la storia è semplice &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;basterebbe improvvisare &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un ritorno all'origine &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;le gioie del mio cuore &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;si infrangono così &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;come onde di dolore &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spesso poi mi risucchiano &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma se... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se canto oggi c'è un perchè &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perchè vorrei che fossi qui &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;che fossi qui accanto a me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in questa notte così piccola &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la notte stretta su di me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;che non mi basta mai perchè &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vorrei nutrirmi sempre più &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dei tuoi sussurri come musica &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdonami mio amore &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ma la storia è semplice &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;basterebbe improvvisare &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un ritorno all'origine &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;le gioie del mio cuore &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;si infrangono così &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;come onde di dolore &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spesso poi mi risucchiano &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spesso poi mi risucchiano &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se tutto il giorno penso a te &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e non è il tempo a dire che &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fa sempre male stare qui &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a scrivere spiegandomi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spiegandomi perchè c'è in me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;una condanna a forma di &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spirale vortice che fa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;della mia vita sempre e solo un se.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Vibrazioni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chi rimane nella Bella pUGLIA..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116801891868607383?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116801891868607383/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116801891868607383' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116801891868607383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116801891868607383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/se.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116793019745743911</id><published>2007-01-04T17:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T18:03:17.473+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/638663/MADRID.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/819393/MADRID.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;* mADRID*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;bEI rICORDI dEL tEMPO cHE fU..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;iSAB.sARETTA.oRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lAURA.sTEF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116793019745743911?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116793019745743911/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116793019745743911' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116793019745743911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116793019745743911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/madridbei-ricordi-del-tempo-che-fu.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116784918868726463</id><published>2007-01-03T19:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T16:47:30.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'>iL *cENTESIMO* pOST !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Un altro punto di svolta, un bivio posto nella strada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Il tempo ti afferra per i polsi e ti dice dove andare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quindi tira fuori il meglio per questa prova, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e non chiedere perché, n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on è una domanda, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bensì una lezione imparata per tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;È qualcosa di imprevedibile, ma alla fine è giusto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spero che tu abbia posseduto la tua vita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Allora tieni le fotografie e ancora frammenti nella tua mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tienile in uno scaffale in buona salute e a tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tatuaggi di memorie e pelle morta per le prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Per quel che vale, ne è valsa la pena per tutto il tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So make the best of this test, and don't ask why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope you had the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tIME oF yOUR lIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For what it's worth it was worth all the while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116784918868726463?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116784918868726463/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116784918868726463' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116784918868726463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116784918868726463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/il-centesimo-post.html' title='iL *cENTESIMO* pOST !'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116775647300124326</id><published>2007-01-02T17:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:47:53.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>M&amp;M..! cI sONO aNCH'iO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sTART:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Le regole sono le seguenti (da seguire in ordine):&lt;br /&gt;Prendere il libro piu' vicino.&lt;br /&gt;Sfogliare sino a pagina 123.&lt;br /&gt;Contare le prime 5 frasi della pagina.&lt;br /&gt;Riportare nel blog le 3 frasi seguenti."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pRATICAMENTE aCCANTO hO uNO dEI rEGALI dI nATALE, uNO dEI pIU' gRADITI: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mONTE cINQUE&lt;/span&gt; dI &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cOELHO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elia continuò a camminare per qualche tempo, cercando di capire ciò che aveva sentito. Mentre si accingeva a fare ritorno ad Akbar, si accorse che la donna amata era seduta su una pietra, davanti al Monte Cinque, a pochi minuti di cammino dal punto in cui si trovava lui.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. lETTURA cHE cONSIGLIEREI aNCHE a tE, dANI! pER uNA mAGGIORE cONSAPEVOLEZZA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cIAO cIAO! cIAO a tUTTI, e aNCORA &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;aUGURI&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116775647300124326?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116775647300124326/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116775647300124326' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116775647300124326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116775647300124326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2007/01/mm.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116733434487175307</id><published>2006-12-28T20:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T20:32:24.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/784992/NUVOLA%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/320/269885/NUVOLA%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nUVOLE rAPIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sUBSONICA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse facile fare così&lt;br /&gt;Poterti dire già quello che so&lt;br /&gt;Farebbe freddo in un attimo che&lt;br /&gt;Passerà.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su tutto ciò che ora parla di noi:&lt;br /&gt;Rabbia, illusioni e speranze che so,&lt;br /&gt;Detonazioni di un attimo che&lt;br /&gt;Passerà.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E rimarrà forse il vuoto di noi&lt;br /&gt;A disarmare i rimpianti che so&lt;br /&gt;Per ricordarci in un attimo che&lt;br /&gt;Passerà.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugli edifici e sui cieli di noi,&lt;br /&gt;Sulle stagioni e sui nostri perché&lt;br /&gt;Nuvole rapide, e un attimo che&lt;br /&gt;Passerà.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piogge sul cuore, sezioni di un attimo,&lt;br /&gt;Flusso, derive, parole: Tutto si perderà.&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse facile fare così&lt;br /&gt;Poterti dire già quello che so&lt;br /&gt;Farebbe freddo in un attimo che&lt;br /&gt;Passerà.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su tutto ciò che ora resta di noi,&lt;br /&gt;Sulle parole e sui gesti che so,&lt;br /&gt;Frantumazioni di un attimo che&lt;br /&gt;Passerà.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E rimarrà forse il vuoto di noi&lt;br /&gt;A disarmare i rimpianti che so&lt;br /&gt;Per ricordarci in un attimo che&lt;br /&gt;Passerà.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flusso, derive, parole.&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse facile fare così&lt;br /&gt;Poterti dire già quello che so&lt;br /&gt;Farebbe freddo in un attimo che&lt;br /&gt;Passerà.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su questi anni e sul cielo di noi,&lt;br /&gt;Sulle ragioni dei nostri perché&lt;br /&gt;Nuvole in corsa in un attimo che&lt;br /&gt;Passerà.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E rimarrà forse il vuoto di noi&lt;br /&gt;A disarmare i rimpianti che so&lt;br /&gt;Per ricordarci in un attimo che&lt;br /&gt;Passerà.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flusso, derive, parole.&lt;br /&gt;Sugli edifici e sui cieli di noi,&lt;br /&gt;Sulle stagioni e sui nostri perché&lt;br /&gt;Nuvole rapide e un attimo che&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domani Passerà&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cOME pASSERA' qUEST'aNNO tRISTE. pERCHE' pASSERA'.. nO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e aLLORA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aLLE nUOVE aLBE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aI nUOVI sORRISI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aI nUOVI sGUARDI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aI nUOVI aBBRACCI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- 3 aL nUOVO aNNO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116733434487175307?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116733434487175307/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116733434487175307' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116733434487175307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116733434487175307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/12/nuvole-rapide-subsonica-se-fosse.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116714572143485358</id><published>2006-12-26T15:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T20:12:29.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/953835/charliebrowngang_xmas2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/50310/charliebrowngang_xmas2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A chi ama dormire ma si sveglia sempre di buon umore.&lt;br /&gt;A chi saluta ancora con un bacio.&lt;br /&gt;A chi lavora molto e si diverte di più.&lt;br /&gt;A chi va di fretta in auto, ma non suona ai semafori.&lt;br /&gt;A chi arriva in ritardo ma non cerca scuse.&lt;br /&gt;A chi spegne la televisione per fare due chiacchiere.&lt;br /&gt;A chi è felice il doppio quando fa la metà.&lt;br /&gt;A chi si alza presto per aiutare un amico.&lt;br /&gt;A chi ha l'entusiasmo di un bambino ma pensieri da uomo.&lt;br /&gt;A chi vede nero solo quando è buio.&lt;br /&gt;A chi non aspetta il&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Natale&lt;/span&gt; per essere più buono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116714572143485358?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116714572143485358/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116714572143485358' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116714572143485358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116714572143485358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/12/chi-ama-dormire-ma-si-sveglia-sempre.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116696989940213276</id><published>2006-12-24T15:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T15:26:04.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/866285/La%20ragazza%20con%20la%20pistola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/320/884951/La%2520ragazza%2520con%2520la%2520pistola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;La storia della mia vita è &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cercare quel che è giusto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ma ciò che è giusto continua ad evitarmi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;il dolore è nella mia anima &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;perchè è come se ciò che è sbagliato &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ami davvero la mia compagnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116696989940213276?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116696989940213276/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116696989940213276' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116696989940213276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116696989940213276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/12/la-storia-della-mia-vita-cercare-quel.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116680804710688591</id><published>2006-12-22T18:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T18:20:47.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/933509/03bw1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/320/213293/03bw1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Lascia stare tutto quello che non vedi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;È inutile fissarsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andare con lo sguardo oltre le montagne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del quadro che hai davanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Se vuoi vittoria avrai vittoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se vuoi sconfitta avrai sconfitta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ma poi destino e naftalina, mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non chiuderlo in soffitta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lascia stare tutto quello che non vedi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;È inutile fissarsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andare con lo sguardo tra i marciapiedi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solcati dai passanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Se vuoi ragione hai ragione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proseguire col tuo istinto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ma non cambiare direzione, vai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avanti sempre dritto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Primo giorno di lavoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Già un reclamo e sono fuori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Il tavolo svuotato dagli oggetti inutili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torna la giacca nell’armadio e si può&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Far la scommessa che non riuscirà&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ricambiare tutto l’amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Che mi hai saputo dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lascia stare tutto quello in cui non credi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;È inutile fissarsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andare con lo sguardo tra le pareti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ed i muri che hai davanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se vuoi ragione hai ragione&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A proseguire col tuo istinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma non cambiare la benzina, mai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nel mezzo di un tragitto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti saboterai da sola un brivido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E poi te ne pentirai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il masochismo è tuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meccanismo autodistruttivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dai che arrivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Primo giorno di lavoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Già un reclamo e sono fuori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Il tavolo svuotato dagli oggetti inutili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torna la giacca nell’armadio e si può&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Far la scommessa che non riuscirà&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ricambiare tutto l’amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Che mi hai saputo dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lascia stare tutto quello che non vedi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E togliti quei guanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finché non c’è una legge che te lo vieti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Appoggiati ai miei palmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se vuoi ragione avrai ragione&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A proseguire col tuo istinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma non cambiare la benzina, mai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nel mezzo di un tragitto "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lascia Stare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Samuele Bersani&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116680804710688591?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116680804710688591/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116680804710688591' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116680804710688591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116680804710688591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/12/lascia-stare-tutto-quello-che-non-vedi.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116664345143705626</id><published>2006-12-20T20:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T17:47:11.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mI dECIDO fINALMENTE, dOPO 2 sETTIMANE, a rIPRENDERE a sEGUIRE lE LEZIONI dI iNGLESE.. qUINDI.. iNCURANTE dELLA pIOGGIA.. dOPO i 3 qUARTI d'oRA nEL tRENO fANTASMA dELLE fERROVIE sUD eST, aRRIVO a bARI.. sOLA sOLETTA.. e.. lA PROF nON sI pRESENTA.iN rEALTà nON c'ERA pROPRIO nESSUNO! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e iL tRENO sUCCESSIVO pARTIVA dOPO uN'oRA e mEZZA.. cHE *@#*!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Insieme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Daniele Silvestri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Insieme guardiamo lo stesso orizzonte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;insieme magari ma stando di fronte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;così ci impalliamo e si rompe l'incanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sarebbe importante amarsi di fianco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Avere il coraggio di lasciarsi la mano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;che tanto con l'altra ci rassicuriamo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;così se da un lato abbracciamo la vita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dall'altro stringiamo le dita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Avevo due amici che parlavano appena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e per troppo rispetto si amavano di schiena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ognuno pensava che l'altro ridesse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e invece piangevano che pareva piovesse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C'è gente che si ama divisa da un muro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e da dietro la porta per stare al sicuro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ma se la porta si apre, è successo anche a me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;puoi scoprire che l'altro non c'è. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X mIRA. : tUTTA cOLPA dEL fANTASMINO dEL wALID..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bACI bACI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116646415911465743</id><published>2006-12-18T17:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T16:14:23.933+01:00</updated><title type='text'>nO dISTANCE lEFT tO rUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ho perso tempo.. quasi l'intero pomeriggio, credendo di onorare la memoria di quello che è stato riportando buona parte del tuo romanzo in questo post .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come al solito, (mi conosci, no?) sono tornata sui miei passi. E' giusto rimanga tra noi.. troppo criptico.. proprio per questo sarebbe stato pressochè identico a tutti gli altri pseudopost.. ci stava! Ed è per questo che mi sono concessa appena un accenno.. me lo permetti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E' che rileggendolo, per l'ennesima volta, mi sono resa conto di come sia vera la frase "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Corsi e riCorsi della vita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". Perche' stavolta anche io..&lt;strong&gt;I'vE gOT nO dISTANCE lEFT tO rUN..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" ..Quella voce calda come il soffio del primo scirocco e penetrante come certi accordi di chitarra. E la luce nei tuoi occhi, come i fuochi sui monti del Molise per bruciare l'erba secca dopo la mietitura nelle notti d'Agosto. I pianeti allineati in cielo verso ponente e quel celeste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tutto quel celeste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't need to tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope you're someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;who makes you feel safe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in your sleeping tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't kill myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Trying to stay in your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got no distance left to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When you see me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please turn your back and walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't want to see you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cos I know the dreams&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that you keep is wearing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And when you coming down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Think of me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I got no distance left to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I knew it would end this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope you're with someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;who makes you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That this life is the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And it settles down, stays around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spends more time with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I got no distance left to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm coming home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;dA "&lt;em&gt;nO dISTANCE lEFT tO rUN" dI&lt;/em&gt; vITO zITO)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tESTO &lt;em&gt;nO dISTANCE lEFT tO rUN&lt;/em&gt;, bLUR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E questo post è per te, per tutto quello che è stato, per tutto quello che non è stato..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vITO zITO, cON sINCERO aFFETTO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116646415911465743?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116646415911465743/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116646415911465743' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116646415911465743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116646415911465743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-distance-left-to-run.html' title='nO dISTANCE lEFT tO rUN'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116636966223339218</id><published>2006-12-17T16:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T16:36:07.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;pOSSO sCRIVERE I vERSI pIU' tRISTI sTANOTTE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;(lEI nON e' cON mE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;pUEDO eSCRIBIR lOS vERSOS mAS tRISTE eSTA nOCHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;nERUDA&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Posso scrivere i versi più tristi questa notte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Scrivere, ad esempio : La notte è stellata, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e tremolano, azzurri, gli astri in lontananza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Il vento della notte gira nel cielo e canta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Posso scrivere i versi più tristi questa notte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Io l'amai , e a volte anche lei mi amò .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nelle notti come questa la tenni tra le mie braccia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La baciai tante volte sotto il cielo infinito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lei mi amò, a volte anch'io l'amavo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come non amare i suoi grandi occhi fissi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Posso scrivere i versi più tristi questa notte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Pensare che non l'ho.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sentire che l'ho perduta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Udire la notte immensa, più immensa senza lei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E il verso cade sull'anima come sull'erba in rugiada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Che importa che il mio amore non potesse conservarla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La notte è stellata e lei non è con me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E' tutto. In lontananza qualcuno canta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;In lontananza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;La mia anima non si rassegna ad averla perduta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Come per avvicinarla il mio sguardo la cerca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Il mio cuore la cerca, e lei non è con me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La stessa notte che fa biancheggiare gli stessi alberi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Noi quelli di allora, più non siamo gli stessi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Più non l'amo, è certo, ma quanto l'amai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La mia voce cercava il vento per toccare il suo udito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;D'altro. Sarà d'altro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Come prima dei suoi baci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La sua voce, il suo corpo chiaro . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I suoi occhi infiniti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Più non l'amo, è certo, ma forse l'amo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;E' così breve l'amore, ed è sì lungo l'oblio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perché in notti come questa la tenni tra le mie braccia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;la mia anima non si rassegna ad averla perduta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Benché questo sia l'ultimo dolore che lei mi causa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;e questi siano gli ultimi versi che io le scrivo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escribir, por ejemplo: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La noche está estrellada,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y tiritan, azules, los astros, a lo lejos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;El viento de la noche gira en el cielo y canta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Puedo escribir lo versos más tristes esta noche.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yo la quise, y a veces ella también me quiso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;En las noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La besé tantas veces bajo el cielo infinito.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ella me quiso, a veces yo también la quería.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cómo no haber amado sus grandes ojos fijos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Puedo escribir lo versos más tristes esta noche.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pensar que no la tengo. Sentir que la he perdido.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oír la noche inmensa, más inmensa sin ella.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y el verso cae al alma como al pasto el rocío.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qué importa que mi amor no pudiera guardarla.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La noche estrá estrellada y ella no está conmigo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eso es todo. A lo lejos alguien canta. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A lo lejos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como para acercarla mi mirada la busca.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi corazón la busca, y ella no está conmigo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La misma noche que hace blanquear los mismos árboles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nosotros, los de entonces, ya no somos los mismos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero cuánto la quise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi vos buscaba el viento para tocar su oído.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De otro. Será de otro. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como antes de mi besos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Su voz, su cuerpo claro. Sus ojos infinitos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Es tan corto el amor, y es tan largo el ovido.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque en noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.Aunque éste sea el último dolor que ella me causa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y éstos sean los últimos versos que yo le escribo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sARANNO qUESTI gLI uLTIMI vERSI cHE gLI dEDICO?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116636966223339218?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116636966223339218/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116636966223339218' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116636966223339218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116636966223339218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/12/posso-scrivere-i-versi-piu-tristi.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116628644338208885</id><published>2006-12-16T17:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T17:27:23.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*** &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;aMORE dI pLASTICA&lt;/span&gt; ***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D    Dsus4   D   Dsus2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RE    REsus4 RE          REsus2      RE        REsus4  RE  REsus2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Non sei per nulla obbligato a comprendermi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RE  REsus4 RE          REsus2Cadd9       Asus4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Quasi non sento il bisogno di insistere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   RE REsus4   RE        REsus2  RE     REsus4  RE  REsus2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E tu che mi offrivi un amore di plastica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RE REsus4 RE            REsus2      Cadd9     Asus4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti sei mai chiesto se onesto era illudermi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            SIm SOL LA                      SImSOL       LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ricorda tu sei quello che non c'è quando io piango&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   SImSOL LA                      SIm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E tu   sei quello che non sa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOL            DOsus9                           LAsus4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quando è il mio compleanno, quando vago nel buio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               RE               RE            SOL              RE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma come posso dare l'anima e riuscire a credere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               SIm                LAsus4         MI7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Che tutto sia più o meno facile quando è impossibile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           RE            RE              SOL               RE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volevo essere più forte di ogni tua perplessità&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               SIm                 LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma io non posso accontentarmi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             SOL                 LA                          REsus4 RE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Se tutto quello che sai darmi è un amore di plastica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   RE REsus4  RE            REsus2     RE        REsus4  RE  REsus2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E tu sei quel fuoco che stenta ad accendersi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RE    REsus4 RE        REsus2    Cadd9     Asus4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Non hai più scuse, eppure sai confondermi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-Chorus  +  Chorus  +  Solo :  Re   Re   Sol    Re   Sim   La Mi7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          RE             RE               SOL             RE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volevo essere più forte di ogni tua perplessità&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                SIm                LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma io non posso accontentarmi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             SOL                 LA                          REsus4 RE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Se tutto quello che sai darmi è un amore di plastica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                SIm                 LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma io non posso accontentarmi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             SOL                 LA                         REsus4 RE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se tutto quello che sai darmi è un amore di plastica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cARMEN cONSOLI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eD e' pASSATA uNA sETTIMANA..&lt;br /&gt;bUON wEEK eND!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116628644338208885?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116628644338208885/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116628644338208885' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116628644338208885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116628644338208885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/12/amore-di-plastica-d-dsus4-d-dsus2-re.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116603921559871794</id><published>2006-12-13T20:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T16:20:26.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dato che sto prendendo la mania dei test (la mia ultima mania, una delle poche cose che mi rendono felice!) se avete tempo da perdere, BUONA LETTURA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Come ti chiami? &lt;strong&gt;iSABELLA aKA (aLSO kNOWN aS) sABY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;. Anni? &lt;strong&gt;24&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;. Hai la patente? &lt;strong&gt;mMM.. pROSSIMA dOMANDA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;. Credi nella frase carpe diem? &lt;strong&gt;aSSOLUTAMENTE sI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;. La passione della tua vita? &lt;strong&gt;lA mUSICA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt;. Sei risparmiatore? &lt;strong&gt;aSSOLUTAMENTE nO.. mALE..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;. Il regalo più bello che ti hanno mai fatto? &lt;strong&gt;uN mINI rOManzo..sCRITTO..sTAMPATO..rILEGATO pER iL mIO cOMPLEANNO (vITO..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt;. Ti senti più lupo, pecora o leone? &lt;strong&gt;lEONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;. Di che segno zodiacale sei? &lt;strong&gt;gEMELLI.. cHI mI cONOSCE nON hA dUBBI..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;. Come hai passato la serata ieri? &lt;strong&gt;bARI. iN gIRO pER lOcali cON uN aMICO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11&lt;/strong&gt;. Sei attualmente in lite con qualcuno? &lt;strong&gt;pURTROPPO sI.. cON lA mIA mIGLIORE aMICA..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt;. Un colore rilassante? &lt;strong&gt;l' aZZURRO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13&lt;/strong&gt;. Un colore che odi? &lt;strong&gt;iL gIALLO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14&lt;/strong&gt;. Il programma della tv che ami? &lt;strong&gt;"wEEDS", "lOST", pURTROPPO "oC"..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15&lt;/strong&gt;. Il programma della tv che odi? &lt;strong&gt;qUELLI dELLA dOMENICA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16&lt;/strong&gt;. Il più bello della tv/cinema? &lt;strong&gt;jHONNY dEEP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17&lt;/strong&gt;. L'ultimo film che ti ha fatto piangere?&lt;strong&gt; lA fINESTRA dI fRONTE.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18&lt;/strong&gt;. L'ultima volta che hai pianto per qualcuno e' stata..? &lt;strong&gt;dUE gIORNI fA..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19&lt;/strong&gt;. Credi nell'amore eterno? &lt;strong&gt;aL mOMENTO nO..mA sONO mOLTO lUNATICA..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20&lt;/strong&gt;. Sei innamorato? &lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21&lt;/strong&gt;. Un'amico/a di cui non puoi fare a meno? &lt;strong&gt;kATI, lORENZO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22&lt;/strong&gt;. Non ti saresti mai aspettato che..? &lt;strong&gt;uNA pERSONA dI cUI mI fIDAVO mI pOTESSE fARE cOSI' mALE.. e cHE pOTESSI sTARCI cOSI'.. bASTA..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23&lt;/strong&gt;. La canzone che ti fa sognare? &lt;strong&gt;tHEY - jEM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24&lt;/strong&gt;. Il luogo dove vai più spesso la sera? &lt;strong&gt;iL wALID..sARA' pERCHE' cI lAVORO?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;/iL nOSTRO lOCALE..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25&lt;/strong&gt;. Tua madre è laureata? &lt;strong&gt;sI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26&lt;/strong&gt;. Tu studi?Lavori? &lt;strong&gt;sTO pRENDENDO lA lAUREA sPECIALISTICA iN lINGUE (cOMUNICAZIONE iNTERNAZIONALE) e lAVORO iN uN pUB..cHE bRAVA rGAZZAAA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27&lt;/strong&gt;. Un amico/a a cui sei legato nell'ambito lavorativo universitario? &lt;strong&gt;oSCAR..cHRIS../gIUL..sARA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28&lt;/strong&gt;. La frase che dici più spesso? &lt;strong&gt;"mA aLLA fINE.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29&lt;/strong&gt;. Cosa vorresti cambiare della tua vita? &lt;strong&gt;lA cITTADINANZA..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30&lt;/strong&gt;. Un concerto a cui non puoi mancare? &lt;strong&gt;gLI u2- i sUBSONICA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31&lt;/strong&gt;. L'amore è..? &lt;strong&gt;uN'aLTALENA..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32&lt;/strong&gt;. La storia più lunga che hai avuto? &lt;strong&gt;3 aNNI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33&lt;/strong&gt;. Hai ancora contatti con questa persona? &lt;strong&gt;No..a bEN rAGIONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34&lt;/strong&gt;. Che lavoro faceva? &lt;strong&gt;sTUDENTE/bARMAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35&lt;/strong&gt;. Meglio single o fidanzati? &lt;strong&gt;sINGLE.. mA tI rIPORTO aLLA dOMANDA 19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36&lt;/strong&gt;. La cosa più pazza che hai fatto? &lt;strong&gt;nON pOSSO dIRLO..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37&lt;/strong&gt;. Vuoi che finisca questo test? &lt;strong&gt;sI dAI dEVO aNDARE a lAVORO&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e' FINITO! UN BACIO A VOI TUTTI..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116603921559871794?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116603921559871794/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116603921559871794' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116603921559871794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116603921559871794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/12/dato-che-sto-prendendo-la-mania-dei.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116595456365030594</id><published>2006-12-12T21:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T16:22:20.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Funzioni Primarie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei correre da te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ma non riesco neanche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A iniziare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A pensare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A provare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A tentare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vorrei solamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poter respirare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Non credevo toccasse a me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riscuoti l'assicurazione&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;La vita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;È uno sport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanguinoso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E io sono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Davvero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ridotto male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E allora Spingimi - nuovi stimoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tirami - nuovi stimoli insegnami nuovi stimoli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leccami - nuovi stimoli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Graffiami - nuovi stimoli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Regalami nuovi stimoli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi conforta credere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Che ti potrai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Accontentare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di un uomo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Che può&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Garantire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Soltanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le proprie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Funzioni primarie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apro gli occhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chiudo gli occhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mia unica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Reazione &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nel mondo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C'è troppo dolore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E i dottori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Non sanno che fare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;vELVET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116595456365030594?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116595456365030594/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116595456365030594' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116595456365030594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116595456365030594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/12/funzioni-primarie-vorrei-correre-da-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116585385310215349</id><published>2006-12-11T17:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T18:19:58.290+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/799624/CON%20STEF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/304305/CON%20STEF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cON sTEF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/980606/WILLY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/816503/WILLY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;cON wILLY aLLO zOO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;pIOVEVA..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/433800/summer%2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/339304/summer%2004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;a Dan &amp;amp; Willy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;uNO sPAZIO aNCHE pER vOI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116585385310215349?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116585385310215349/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116585385310215349' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116585385310215349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116585385310215349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/12/con-stef-con-willy-allo-zoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116576220309097001</id><published>2006-12-10T15:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T15:53:07.306+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Che tu possa avere il vento in poppa,&lt;br /&gt;che il sole ti risplenda in viso&lt;br /&gt;e che il vento del destino&lt;br /&gt;ti porti in alto a danzare con le &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;stelle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bLOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;// &lt;a href="mailto:ultraviolet82@libero.it"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ultraviolet82@libero.it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; scrive (15.31):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;KOSA FARESTI SE AMASSI QUALKUNO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sparrow82 scrive (15.31):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos'è il domandone finale&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ultraviolet82@libero.it scrive (15.32):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sparrow82 scrive (15.32):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gli starei lontano------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ultraviolet82@libero.it scrive (15.32):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RISP ISTINTIVAMENTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ultraviolet82@libero.it scrive (15.32):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PERCHE'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sparrow82 scrive (15.33):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perchè&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sparrow82 scrive (15.33):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;solo stando lontano da una cosa che ami ne senti realmente bisogno //&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; TU SEI MATTO..&lt;br /&gt;E  LA &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LUNA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;E' LA TUA PROSSIMA &lt;strong&gt;DESTIN&lt;/strong&gt;AZIONE ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116567271444648449</id><published>2006-12-09T14:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T18:05:54.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Era l' 8 Dicembre.</title><content type='html'>(Beata ingenuità e belle speranze..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rewind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come se oggi fosse il 31 ottobre.&lt;br /&gt;Ancora una volta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Delusa.&lt;/strong&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lOLLLO-gAB-cHRIS-mARY.. gRAZIE dI tUTTO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Albascura&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frasi che ora sanno d’inutilità, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Di desideri tiepidi già &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;smossi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lei si riveste, ormai non la diverte più.&lt;br /&gt;Probabilmente lui vorrebbe anche ricominciare.&lt;br /&gt;Alibi che attenuano l’oscenità&lt;br /&gt;Riflessa intorno alle bottiglie vuote&lt;br /&gt;Dai suoi vent’anni opachi e rispettabili:&lt;br /&gt;Così si sa che c’è qualcosa che non va.&lt;br /&gt;La notte schiude le sue braccia fragili&lt;br /&gt;Tra le emozioni che si intrecciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E lei confonde spesso forza ed esperienza &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Per tutti gli uomini osservati da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sotto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Si nutre di cose che fanno male&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E ama quando è l’ora di odiare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si nutre di cose che fanno male&lt;br /&gt;E odia quando è l’ora di gridare.&lt;br /&gt;Abiti firmati d’inutilità&lt;br /&gt;Riscattano un affetto che ora latita.&lt;br /&gt;Buone maniere che sono sempre le stesse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Da sempre sa che c’è qualcosa che non va &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;La notte che sorride ha denti fragili &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Per tutti i calci che l’aspettano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Generalmente lei non dà la confidenza&lt;br /&gt;A tutti quelli che si atteggiano troppo.&lt;br /&gt;Si nutre di cose che fanno male&lt;br /&gt;E ama quando è l’ora di odiare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si nutre di cose che fanno male &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E odia quando è l’ora di gridare. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Solo una cosa so di sicuro:&lt;br /&gt;vorrei raschiare la mia faccia contro il muro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solo una cosa so di sicuro: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lasciare andare tutto il mio dolore contro questo muro. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So di sicuro:&lt;br /&gt;lasciare andare la mia faccia contro il muro.&lt;br /&gt;Solo una cosa so di sicuro:&lt;br /&gt;vorrei raschiare tutto il mio dolore contro-questo-muro.&lt;br /&gt;Bocche dal sapore d’eventualità appiccicano sguardi,&lt;br /&gt;l’aria è satura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quasi vorrebbe la scoprissero &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gettarsi in pasto giusto il tempo di ricominciare. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A casa questa notte non ritornerà. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In viaggio fuori-serie verso nessun posto. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Narici rispettabili festeggiano:&lt;br /&gt;Così si sa che c’è qualcosa che non va.&lt;br /&gt;La notte scivola sugli occhi gravidi,&lt;br /&gt;Gonfi di amaro che rovesciano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Generalmente lei riserva indifferenza &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A tutti quelli che si stringono troppo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Si nutre di cose che fanno male&lt;br /&gt;E ama quando è l’ora di odiare,&lt;br /&gt;Si nutre di cose che fanno male&lt;br /&gt;E odia quando è l’ora di gridare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;È l’aria della notte della sua città &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;che punge come un senso d’inutilità.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;È l’aria della notte della sua città&lt;br /&gt;che punge come un senso d’inutilità.&lt;br /&gt;È l’aria della notte nella sua città&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subsonica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116567271444648449?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116567271444648449/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116567271444648449' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116567271444648449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116567271444648449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/12/era-l-8-dicembre.html' title='Era l&apos; 8 Dicembre.'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116542850645108048</id><published>2006-12-06T19:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T20:58:29.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/370884/norajonescover_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/744178/norajonescover_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Yesterday I saw the sun shinin', &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And the leaves were fallin' down softly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;My cold hands needed a warm, warm touch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And I was thinkin' about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Here I am lookin' for signs of leaving, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;You hold my hand, but do you really need me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I guess it's time for me to let you go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And I've been thinkin' about you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I've been thinkin' about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;When you sail across the ocean waters, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And you reach the other side safely, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Could you smile a little smile for me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'cause I'll be thinkin' about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I'll be thinkin' about you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I'll be thinkin' about you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I'll be thinkin' about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Che domenica arrivi prima possibile..e che mi passi finalmente questo mal di denti ... Uff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Buenas Tardes a chi se lo può permettere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Triste *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116542850645108048?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116542850645108048/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116542850645108048' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116542850645108048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/429877/gorillaz1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vITA d'aLTRI..&lt;br /&gt;iL vIDEO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.subsonica.it/video_player.asp?n=Jw9Do19QY7Q&amp;amp;t=Vita"&gt;Subsonica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mOLTO jAKE nAVA (rEGISTA vIDEO dEI gORILLAZ..) :o !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116534701871633305?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116534701871633305/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116534701871633305' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116534701871633305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116534701871633305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/12/vita-daltri.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116526199611836357</id><published>2006-12-04T20:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T21:17:25.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/648488/Scarface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/167422/Scarface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sTASERA oN aIR..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gOOD &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LUCK&lt;/span&gt; &amp; gOOD &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eD uNA dEDICA è sEMPRE dOVUTA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sTRANGER&lt;/span&gt;.. pER tE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stranger you look so different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some other thoughts fill up your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And you just made it happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got me thinking 'bout you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And now I hope that my wish's not too weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope that my will is enough enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'cause you made it all good for me yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You made it all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You made it all good for me yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You made it just fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stranger can you forgive me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If it sounds like I know you too well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just that you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have been like water when I was feeling so thirsty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh and now, I think of you though you don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The reason why I love you so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But never mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'cause you made it all good to me yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You made it all right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You made it all good for me yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You made it just fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yet I know it'd be too much for your love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It'd be sad to wait for anything your anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I sing.I sing the words that I would say to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I sing the time that I would spend with you with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'cause you made me it all good to me yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You made it all right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You made it all good for me yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You made it just fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Could I feel higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Could I feel better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Could I feel happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stranger you look so different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some other thoughts fill up my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you just made it happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Got me thinking of you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eLISA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sconosciuto, mi sembri così diverso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;qualche altro pensiero ti scorre in mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;e tu l'hai fatto succedere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;mi hai fatto pensare a te nella mia vita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;e adesso spero che il mio desiderio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;non sia troppo debole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;spero che la mia volontà sia abbastanza ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Perché avevi reso tutto bello per me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;avevi reso tutto bello ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sconosciuto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;perdonami se sembra che io ti conosca così bene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;è solo che sei stato come acqua quando avevo sete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;e adesso ti penso anche se non sai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;la ragione per cui ti amo così tanto,ma non importa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Perché hai reso tutto bello per me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;avevi reso tutto bello ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So che sarebbe troppo aspettare il tuo amore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sarebbe troppo aspettare qualsiasi cosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;allora canto le parole che vorrei dirti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;e canto il tempo che vorrei passare con te.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Perché hai reso tutto bello per me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;avevi reso tutto bello ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Come potrei sentirmi più in alto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;come potrei sentirmi meglio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;come potrei sentirmi più felice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sconosciuto, sembri così diverso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qualche altro pensiero scorre nella mie mente,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;e tu l'hai fatto succedere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mi hai fatto pensare a te nella mia vita.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116526199611836357?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116526199611836357/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116526199611836357' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116526199611836357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116526199611836357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/12/stasera-on-air.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116515396274652875</id><published>2006-12-03T14:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T14:52:42.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I giorni migliori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Certe cose che senti nell’aria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non le devi nascondere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;le conosci a memoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ma non puoi condividerle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;se stai cercando il tuo viaggio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in un posto lontano, più libero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oltre i muri che vedi andando avanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fra i discorsi invidiosi e arroganti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;le cose che senti nel cuore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;non rinnegarle mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sono fragili ma possiamo difenderle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;se voleranno in alto i nostri pensieri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;più limpidi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aiutami a ritrovare l’interesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;per le piccole cose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;che sono alla base di tutte le promesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;del futuro che cresce,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perché sono le sfumature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a dare vita ai colori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e a farci tornare in mente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;le cose più pure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dei giorni migliori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Non ci sono percorsi più brevi da cercare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;c’è la strada in cui credi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e il coraggio di andare&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;tIROMANCINO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Che domenica lunatica..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116490155378090533</id><published>2006-11-30T16:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T16:54:03.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/871114/POSTER%20-%20TRAINSPOTTING.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/767453/POSTER%20-%20TRAINSPOTTING.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Scegliete la vita. Scegliete un lavoro.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scegliete una carriera. Scegliete una famiglia. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Scegliete un cazzo di televisore gigante.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Scegliete lavatrici, automobili,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lettori cd e apriscatole elettrici.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Scegliete il fai-da-te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;e di chiedervi chi cazzo siete&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;una domenica mattina.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Scegliete di sedervi su un divano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a spappolarvi il cervello &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;e a distruggervi lo spirito davanti a un telequiz.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E alla fine scegliete di marcire. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Di tirare le cuoia in un ospizio schifoso,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;appena un motivo di imbarazzo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;per gli stronzetti viziati ed egoisti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;che avete figliato per rimpiazzarvi. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scegliete il futuro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Scegliete la vita.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Mark "Rent-Boy" Renton dal film "Trainspotting") &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116490155378090533?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116490155378090533/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116490155378090533' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116490155378090533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116490155378090533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/scegliete-la-vita.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116484430250154511</id><published>2006-11-30T00:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T16:26:37.616+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L'amour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L'amour&lt;/span&gt;, pas pour moi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tous ces "toujours",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C'est pas net, ça joue des tours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ca s'approche sans se montrer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Comme un traître de velours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ca me blesse ou me lasse selon les jours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L'amour&lt;/span&gt;, ça ne vaut rien,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ça m'inquiète de tout,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Et ça se déguise en doux&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quand ça gronde, quand ça me mord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alors oui, c'est pire que tout,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Car j'en veux, plus encore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pourquoi faire ce tas de plaisirs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de frissons, de caresses, de pauvres promesses ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quoi bon se laisser reprendre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Le cour en chamade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ne rien y comprendre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est une embuscade,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L'amour&lt;/span&gt; ça ne va pas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est pas du Saint Laurent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ca ne tombe pas parfaitement,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Si je ne trouve pas mon style ce n'est pas faute d'essayer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;l'amour&lt;/span&gt; j'laisse tomber !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A quoi bon ce tas de plaisirs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de frissons, de caresses, de pauvres promesses ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pourquoi faire se laisser reprendre,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Le cour en chamade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ne rien y comprendre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est une embuscade,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L'amour&lt;/span&gt;, j'en veux pas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J 'préfère de temps de temps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Je préfère le goût du vent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Le goût étrange et doux de la peau de mes amants,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mais &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;l'amour&lt;/span&gt;, pas vraiment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carla Bruni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L'amore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;l'amore , non per me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tutti questi "sempre" sono ambigui,&lt;br /&gt;possono tendere dei tranelli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S'avvicina senza mostrarsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;come un traditore di velluto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mi ferisce o mi stanca a seconda dei giorni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;L'amore, non vale niente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mi rende inquietae si traveste di tenerezza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando brontola, quando mi morde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;allora si, è peggio di ogni cosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;perchè ne voglio, ancora di più&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;perchè fare un mucchio di piaceri, di brividi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di carezze, di povere promesse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Per che motivo lasciarsi, riprendersi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;il cuore batte forte per l'emozione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non capirci niente, e' un'imboscata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;L'amore non va&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;non è un vestito di Yves Saint Laurent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;non cade a pennellose non trovo il mio genere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non mi stanco di provare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e lascio perdere l'amore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;perchè fare un mucchio di piaceri, di brividi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;di carezze, di povere promesse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Per che motivo lasciarsi, riprendersi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;il cuore batte forte per l'emozione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non capirci niente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e' un'imboscata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L'amore, non ne voglio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preferisco il tempo il tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;preferisco il gusto del vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;il gusto strano e dolce della pelle dei miei amanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma l'amore, proprio no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ma l'amore proprio si!&lt;br /&gt;A tutti buonanotte..&lt;br /&gt;Ad Angela e Tania con me stasera, smack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116484430250154511?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116484430250154511/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116484430250154511' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116484430250154511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116484430250154511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/lamour-lamour-pas-pour-moi-tous-ces.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116475501327842577</id><published>2006-11-28T23:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:06:54.033+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/1600/emily7fw3.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/400/emily7fw3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;dORMI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dolce è il dolore che porti negli occhi,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;quanto il perdersi dentro di te.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ed il lieve infuriare di rabbia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;che porti aggrappata alla fragilità.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dormi che è meglio pensarci domani&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alla muta distanza che scorre tra noi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quando non sei vicino a scaldare i miei sogni,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;quando i sogni nemmeno son qui.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dormi che è meglio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dormi che è meglio &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dormi che è meglio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dormi che è meglio così.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Non immagini quanto sia dolce sfiorare &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dai tuoi incerti sorrisi la felicità.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anche solo per pochi secondi capire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;che quancosa di buono c'è in me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dormi che è meglio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dormi che è meglio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dormi che è meglio per noi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dormi che è meglio &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dormi che è meglio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dormi che è meglio così.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sUBSONICA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freestyler&lt;/strong&gt;: A te che non dormi.. un bacio italiano che ti raggiunga tra i canguri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dani&lt;/strong&gt;: .. per te una dolce notte. Io qui insonne che inevitabilmente ti penso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116475501327842577?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116475501327842577/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116475501327842577' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116475501327842577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116475501327842577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/dormi-dolce-il-dolore-che-porti-negli.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116465041565430218</id><published>2006-11-27T18:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:42:15.440+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm listening:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;la cover dei Subsonica di..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mellow Mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bob Marley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll play your fav'rite song, darlin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can rock it all night long, darlin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Cause I've got love, darlin',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love, sweet love, darlin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mellow mood&lt;/span&gt; has got me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let the music rock me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'Cause I've got love, darlin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love, sweet love, darlin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Quiet as the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please turn off your light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll play your fav'rite song, darlin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can rock it all night long, darlin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Strike the hammer while iron is hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Strike the hammer while iron is hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Strike the hammer while iron is hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Open up your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love love come running in, darlin',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, sweet love, darlin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love, sweet love, darlin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strike the hammer while iron is hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Strike the hammer while iron is hot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Strike the hammer while iron is hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Open up your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let love come running in, darlin',&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love, sweet love, darlin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, sweet love, darlin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mellow mood&lt;/span&gt; has got me, darlin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let the music rock me, darlin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got your love, darlin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love, sweet love, darlin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, sweet love, darlin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"sEMPRE uBRIACA dI mALINCONIA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116465041565430218?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116465041565430218/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116465041565430218' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116465041565430218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116465041565430218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-listening-la-cover-dei-subsonica-di.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116456737993877592</id><published>2006-11-26T19:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:56:20.213+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lecce 30.11.06</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/16322/lecce%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/240977/lecce%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chris Isab Oscar &amp; Marianna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" Il preserata "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/302399/lecce%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/400/778418/lecce%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isab Marianna Oscar &amp;amp; Chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night in Lecce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116456737993877592?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116456737993877592/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116456737993877592' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116456737993877592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116456737993877592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/lecce-301106.html' title='Lecce 30.11.06'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116430221902611464</id><published>2006-11-23T18:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:16:59.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>uNA CANZONE DISPERATA</title><content type='html'>Mi piaci silenziosa, perchè sei come assente&lt;br /&gt;mi senti da lontano e la mia voce  non ti tocca.&lt;br /&gt;Par quasi che i tuoi occhi siano volati via&lt;br /&gt;ed è come se un bacio ti chiudesse la bocca.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tutte le cose sono colme della mia anima&lt;br /&gt;e tu da loro emergi, colma d'anima mia.&lt;br /&gt;Farfalla di sogno, assomigli alla mia anima&lt;br /&gt;ed assomigli alla parola malinconia.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mi piaci silenziosa, quando sembri distante.&lt;br /&gt;E sembri lamentarti, tubante farfalla.&lt;br /&gt;E mi senti da lontano e la mia voce non ti arriva:&lt;br /&gt;lascia che il tuo silenzio sia il mio silenzio stesso.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lascia che il tuo silenzio sia anche il mio parlarti,&lt;br /&gt;lucido come fiamma, semplice come anello.&lt;br /&gt;Tu sei come la notte, taciturna e stellata.&lt;br /&gt;Di stella è il tuo silenzio, così lontano e semplice.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mi piaci silenziosa perchè sei come assente.&lt;br /&gt;Distante e dolorosa come se fossi morta.&lt;br /&gt;Basta allora un sorriso, una parola basta.&lt;br /&gt;E sono lieto, lieto che questo non sia vero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pABLO nERUDA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116430221902611464?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116430221902611464/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116430221902611464' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116430221902611464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116430221902611464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/una-canzone-disperata.html' title='uNA CANZONE DISPERATA'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116413762189544781</id><published>2006-11-21T20:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T20:40:56.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Subsonica</title><content type='html'>sE cI cLICCATE sU c'E' l'uLTIMO vIDEO dEI sUBSONICA.. pERCHE' iO aDOOOORO i sUB.!!&lt;br /&gt;"cORIANDOLI a  nATALE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.subsonica.it/video_coriandoli.asp"&gt;Subsonica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116413762189544781?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.subsonica.it/video_coriandoli.asp' title='Subsonica'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116413762189544781/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116413762189544781' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116413762189544781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116413762189544781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/subsonica.html' title='Subsonica'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116404747600324949</id><published>2006-11-20T19:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T15:53:41.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultraviolet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like I don't know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes I feel like checkin' out &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna get it wrong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can't always be strong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And love it won't be long &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh sugar, don't you cry &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh child, wipe the tears from your eyes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know I need you to be strong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the day is as dark as the night is long &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feel like trash, you make me feel clean&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in the black, can't see or be seen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby, baby, baby light my way&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alright now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, baby, baby light my way &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You bury your treasure &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where it can't be found &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But your love is like a secret &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's been passed around&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is a silence that comes to a house&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where no one can sleep &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess it's the price of love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know it's not cheap &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, baby, baby light my way &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, come on! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, baby, baby light my way &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oooh...ultraviolet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oooh...ultraviolet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oooh...ultraviolet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oooh...ultraviolet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, baby, baby light my way &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I remember &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When we could sleep on stones&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now we lie together&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In whispers and moans &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was all messed up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I had opera in my head &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your love was a light bulb &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hanging over my bed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby, baby, baby light my way&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, baby, baby light my way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oooh...ultraviolet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oooh...ultraviolet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oooh...ultraviolet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oooh...ultraviolet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby, baby, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby, baby, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, baby, baby light my way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;U2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A Stef:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Alle &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;12 &lt;/span&gt;ore passate in treno (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;intercity notte&lt;/span&gt;).. in compagnia dei &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G8ini&lt;/span&gt;.. Destinazione &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Torino&lt;/span&gt; - Il concerto degli &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;U2&lt;/span&gt;. 21.07.'01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116404747600324949?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116404747600324949/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116404747600324949' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116404747600324949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116404747600324949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/ultraviolet.html' title='Ultraviolet'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116395490991677062</id><published>2006-11-19T17:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T21:39:50.736+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ricordando Cs 14-17.11.06</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/1600/dany%20isab%20e%20valerio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/320/dany%20isab%20e%20valerio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dani Isab &amp; Valerio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/1600/dany%20e%20isab%20e%20mario(candela).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/320/dany%20e%20isab%20e%20mario%28candela%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dani Isab e.. Mario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116395490991677062?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116395490991677062/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116395490991677062' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116395490991677062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116395490991677062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/ricordando-cs-14-171106.html' title='Ricordando Cs 14-17.11.06'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116394832449736722</id><published>2006-11-19T15:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T21:41:40.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;" L'amore può condurci all'inferno o in paradiso,&lt;br /&gt;comunque ci porta sempre in qualche luogo.&lt;br /&gt;E' necessario accettarlo,&lt;br /&gt;perchè esso è ciò che alimenta la nostra esistenza.&lt;br /&gt;Se non lo accettiamo, moriremo di fame&lt;br /&gt;pur vedendo i rami dell'albero della vita carichi di frutti: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;non avremo il coraggio di tendere la mano e di coglierli. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;E' necessario ricercare l'amore là dove si trova,&lt;br /&gt;anche se ciò potrebbe significare ore, giorni,&lt;br /&gt;settimane di delusione e di tristezza.&lt;br /&gt;Perchè, nel momento in cui partiamo in cerca dell'amore,&lt;br /&gt;anche l'amore muove per venirci incontro, e ci salva .."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E venerdi' sei di nuovo qui da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116394832449736722?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116394832449736722/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116394832449736722' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116394832449736722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116394832449736722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/paulo-coelho-lamore-pu-condurci.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116386232954038495</id><published>2006-11-18T15:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T16:05:29.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dani</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/1600/dany%20e%20isab2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/320/dany%20e%20isab2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gli ostacoli del cuore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'è un principio di magia&lt;br /&gt;Fra gli ostacoli del cuore&lt;br /&gt;Che si attacca volentieri&lt;br /&gt;Fra una sera che non muore&lt;br /&gt;E una notte da scartare&lt;br /&gt;Come un pacco di natale&lt;br /&gt;C'è un principio d'ironia&lt;br /&gt;Nel tenere coccolati&lt;br /&gt;I pensieri più segreti&lt;br /&gt;E trovarli già svelati&lt;br /&gt;E a parlare ero io&lt;br /&gt;Sono io che li ho prestati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose che non sai di me&lt;br /&gt;Quante cose che non puoi sapere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose da portare nel viaggio insieme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'è un principio di allegria&lt;br /&gt;Fra gli ostacoli del cuore&lt;br /&gt;Che mi voglio meritare&lt;br /&gt;Anche mentre guardo il mare&lt;br /&gt;Mentre lascio naufragare&lt;br /&gt;Un ridicolo pensiero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose che non sai di me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose che non puoi sapere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose da portare nel viaggio insieme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose che non sai di me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose devi meritare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose da buttare nel viaggio insieme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'è un principio di energia&lt;br /&gt;Che mi spinge a dondolare&lt;br /&gt;Fra il mio dire ed il mio fare&lt;br /&gt;E sentire fa rumore&lt;br /&gt;Fa rumore camminare&lt;br /&gt;Fra gli ostacoli del cuore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose che non sai di me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose che non puoi sapere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose da portare nel viaggio insieme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose che non sai di me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose che non vuoi sapere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quante cose da buttare nel viaggio insieme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elisa feat Ligabue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cosenza 14/17 - Novembre - '06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E' con te che voglio finire.. è con te che voglio finirmi..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116386232954038495?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116386232954038495/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116386232954038495' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116386232954038495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116386232954038495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/dani.html' title='A Dani'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116316305290768195</id><published>2006-11-10T13:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T13:50:52.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/1600/AAAA0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/400/AAAA0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;oSCAR dANI &amp;amp; cHRISTIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116316305290768195?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116316305290768195/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116316305290768195' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116316305290768195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116316305290768195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/oscar-dani-christian.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116308177660002163</id><published>2006-11-09T15:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T15:16:16.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/1600/AAAA0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/400/AAAA0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oSCAR sABY &amp;amp; dANY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116308177660002163?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116308177660002163/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116308177660002163' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116308177660002163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116308177660002163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/oscar-saby-danywalid.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116307469702384404</id><published>2006-11-09T13:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T19:15:53.766+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La Malinconia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/1600/868601/AAAA0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2122/3677/320/927767/AAAA0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La malinconia&lt;/strong&gt; ha le onde come il mare, ti fa andare e poi tornare, ti culla dolcemente, la malinconia si balla come un lento, la puoi stringere in silenzio e sentire tutto dentro &lt;em&gt;è sentirsi vicini e anche lontani,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;è viaggiare stando fermi, &lt;/em&gt;è vivere altre vite, è sentirsi in volo dentro gli aereoplani, sulle navi illuminate, sui treni che vedi passare, ha la luce calda e rossa di un tramonto, di un giorno ferito che non vuole morire mai, sembra quasi la felicità, sembra quasi l’anima che va il sogno che si mischia alla realtà, puoi scambiarla per tristezza ma e’ solo l’anima che sa che anche il dolore servirà e si ferma un attimo a consolare il pianto del mondo ferito che non vuol morire mai e perdersi tra le dune del deserto tra le onde in mare aperto anche dentro questa città e sentire che tutto si può perdonare, che tutto è sempre uguale cioè che tutto può cambiare è stare in silenzio ad ascoltare e sentire che può essere dolce un giorno anche morire nella luce calda e rossa di un tramonto di un giorno ferito che non vuole morire mai sembra quasi la felicità sembra quasi l’anima che va il sogno che si mischia alla realtà puoi scambiarla per tristezza ma &lt;em&gt;è solo l’anima che sa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;che anche il dolore passerà &lt;/em&gt;e si ferma un attimo a consolare il pianto di un amore ferito che non vuole morire mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sempre ubriaca di malinconia". Sono qui e ti aspetto.. Un bacio dolce, Tua.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116307469702384404?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116307469702384404/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116307469702384404' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116307469702384404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116307469702384404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/la-malinconia.html' title='La Malinconia'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116293658100535436</id><published>2006-11-07T22:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T19:05:57.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Canzone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E' nell'aria ancora il tuo profumo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dolce caldo morbido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;come questa sera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mentre tu mentre tu non ci sei più &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E questa sera nel letto metterò&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;qualche coperta in più perché se no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;avrò freddo senza averti sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;senza averti sempre addosso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e sarà triste lo so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ma la tristezza però&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si può racchiudere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dentro una canzone che canterò&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ogni volta che avrò voglia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di parlarti di tenerti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;di toccarti di sentirti ancora mia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;è stato splendido ...amarti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senza averti sempre addosso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dentro una canzone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E quando un giorno t'incontrerò &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magari per la strada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;magari proprio sotto casa tua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ma guarda il caso però&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;guarda il destino splendido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;crudele e splendido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E intanto i giorni passano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e i ricordi sbiadiscono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e le abitudini cambiano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' stato splendido....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E' stato splendido&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;E' stato splendido....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E' stato splendido&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;E' stato splendido....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E' stato splendido&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siamo destinati a stare insieme.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lontani&lt;/span&gt;. Ma &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;insieme.&lt;/span&gt; Una parte del mio cuore è li' con te, abbine cura, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dani&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116293658100535436?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116293658100535436/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116293658100535436' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116293658100535436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116293658100535436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/canzone-vasco-e-nellaria-ancora-il-tuo.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116255702534494712</id><published>2006-11-03T13:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T17:16:36.706+01:00</updated><title type='text'>iSAB &amp; dANY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally.. I'VE FOUND what I'm looking for.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;(02.11.06 - Alberobello/Martina)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;All I want is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you want&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds on a ring of gold&lt;br /&gt;You say you want&lt;br /&gt;Your story to remain untold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the promises we make&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;When all I want is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you'll give me&lt;br /&gt;A highway with no one on it&lt;br /&gt;Treasure just to look upon it&lt;br /&gt;All the riches in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you'll give me&lt;br /&gt;Eyes in a moon of blindness&lt;br /&gt;A river in a time of dryness&lt;br /&gt;A harbour in the tempest&lt;br /&gt;But all the promises we make&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;When all I want is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you want&lt;br /&gt;Your love to work out right&lt;br /&gt;To last with me through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you want&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds on a ring of gold&lt;br /&gt;Your story to remain untold&lt;br /&gt;Your love not to grow cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the promises we break&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;When all I want is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;All I want is...&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;All I want is...&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;All I want is...&lt;br /&gt;You..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116255702534494712?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116255702534494712/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116255702534494712' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116255702534494712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116255702534494712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/11/isab-dany.html' title='iSAB &amp; dANY'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116221396194038530</id><published>2006-10-30T14:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:14:57.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre class="borderblkbold"&gt;&lt;span class="white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dolce.. e intanto me voy a Lecce per un giorno ancora..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="borderblkbold"&gt;&lt;span class="white"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overjoyed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre class="borderblkbold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stevie Wonder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="white"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over time, I've been building my castle of love&lt;br /&gt;Just for two, though you never knew you were my reason&lt;br /&gt;I've gone much too far for you now to say&lt;br /&gt;That I've got to throw my castle away&lt;br /&gt;Over dreams, I have picked out a perfect come true&lt;br /&gt;Though you never knew it was of you I've been dreaming&lt;br /&gt;The sandman has come from too far away&lt;br /&gt;For you to say come back some other day&lt;br /&gt;And though you don't believe that they do&lt;br /&gt;They do come true&lt;br /&gt;For did my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Come true when I looked at you&lt;br /&gt;And maybe too, if you would believe&lt;br /&gt;You too might be&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyed, over loved, over me&lt;br /&gt;Over hearts, I have painfully turned every stone&lt;br /&gt;Just to find, I had found what I've searched to discover&lt;br /&gt;I've come much too far for me now to find&lt;br /&gt;The love that I've sought can never be mine&lt;br /&gt;And though you don't believe that they do&lt;br /&gt;They do come true&lt;br /&gt;For did my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Come true when I looked at you&lt;br /&gt;And maybe too, if you would believe&lt;br /&gt;You too might be&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyed, over loved, over me&lt;br /&gt;And though the odds say improbable&lt;br /&gt;What do they know&lt;br /&gt;For in romance&lt;br /&gt;All true love needs is a chance&lt;br /&gt;And maybe with a chance you will find&lt;br /&gt;You too like I&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyed, over loved, over you, over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116221396194038530?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116221396194038530/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116221396194038530' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116221396194038530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116221396194038530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/10/dolce.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116213534561578518</id><published>2006-10-29T15:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T16:22:25.720+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I'm listening..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Lithium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Nirvana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm so happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;because today I've found my friends ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;They're in my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm so ugly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but that's okay, cause so are you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We've broken our mirrors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sunday morning is everyday for all I care... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And I'm not scared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Light my candles in a daze... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cause I've found god - hey, hey, hey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm so lonely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but that's okay I shaved my head... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And I'm not sad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And just maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm to blame for all I've heard... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But I'm not sure I'm so excited, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I can't wait to meet you there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But I don't care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm so horny but that's okay... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My will is good - hey, hey, hey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I like it - I'm not gonna crack &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I miss you - I'm not gonna crack &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I love you - I'm not gonna crack &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I kill you - I'm not gonna crack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;WITHOUT WORDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116213534561578518?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116213534561578518/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116213534561578518' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116213534561578518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116213534561578518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/10/now-im-listening.html' title='Now I&apos;m listening..'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116196639213109834</id><published>2006-10-27T18:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T18:26:32.140+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/1600/PICT1471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/400/PICT1471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrid me matò!&lt;br /&gt;sARA dIEGO iSAB gIUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116196639213109834?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116196639213109834/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116196639213109834' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116196639213109834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116196639213109834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/10/madrid-me-mat-sara-diego-isab-giul.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116196371102789166</id><published>2006-10-27T17:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T17:43:48.043+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuotando nell'aria</title><content type='html'>Pelle: è la tua proprio quella che mi manca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;in certi momenti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e in questo momento è la tua pelle ciò che sento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nuotando nell'aria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odori dell'amore nella mente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dolente, tremante, ardente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;il cuore domanda cos'è che manca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perchè si sente male, molto male,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;amando, amando, amandoti ancora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nel letto, aspetto ogni giorno un pezzo di te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;un grammo di gioia del tuo sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e non mi basta nuotare nell'aria per immaginarti:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;se tu sapessi che pena&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Intanto l'aria intorno è più nebbia che altro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;l'aria è più nebbia che altro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E' certo un brivido averti qui con me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in volo libero sugli anni andati ormai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;e non è facile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dovresti credermi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentirti qui con me perchè tu non ci sei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mi piacerebbe sai, sentirti piangere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anche una lacrima, per pochi attimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mi piacerebbe sai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marlene Kuntz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116196371102789166?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.marlenekuntz.com/' title='Nuotando nell&apos;aria'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116187669353126986</id><published>2006-10-26T17:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T17:31:33.533+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Spun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/1600/spun.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/320/spun.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Corgan con gli Zwan nella colonna sonora..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116187669353126986?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.spunthemovie.com/spun/main.html' title='Spun'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116187669353126986/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116187669353126986' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116187669353126986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116187669353126986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/10/spun.html' title='Spun'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116179930080765027</id><published>2006-10-25T19:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T17:14:41.740+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi manchi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Blink 182&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there, the angel from my nightmare&lt;br /&gt;The shadow in the background of the morgue&lt;br /&gt;The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley&lt;br /&gt;We can live like Jack and Sally if we want&lt;br /&gt;Where you can always find me&lt;br /&gt;We'll have Halloween on Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And in the night we'll wish this never ends&lt;br /&gt;We'll wish this never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you and I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight&lt;br /&gt;I need somebody and always&lt;br /&gt;This sick strange darkness&lt;br /&gt;Comes creeping on so haunting everytime&lt;br /&gt;And as I stared I counted&lt;br /&gt;Webs from all the spiders&lt;br /&gt;Catching things and eating their insides&lt;br /&gt;Like indecision to call you&lt;br /&gt;And hear your voice of treason&lt;br /&gt;Will you come home and stop this pain tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Stop this pain tonight&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me&lt;br /&gt;You're already the voice inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mi manchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salve, angelo del mio incubo&lt;br /&gt;Ombra nello sfondo dell'obitorio&lt;br /&gt;Ingenua vittima dell'oscurità nella valle&lt;br /&gt;Possiamo vivere come Jack e Sally se vogliamo&lt;br /&gt;Dove puoi sempre trovarmi&lt;br /&gt;Faremo Halloween a Natale&lt;br /&gt;E di notte desidereremo che non finisca mai&lt;br /&gt;Desidereremo che non finisca mai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi manchi, mi manchi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dove sei? E mi dispiace molto&lt;br /&gt;Non riesco a dormire, non riesco a sognare stanotte&lt;br /&gt;Ho bisogno di qualcuno e sempre&lt;br /&gt;La malata e strana oscurità&lt;br /&gt;Viene su sgattaiolando, sempre a caccia&lt;br /&gt;E mentre osservavo contavo&lt;br /&gt;Le ragnatele di tutti i ragni&lt;br /&gt;Afferrando le cose e divorandone le viscere&lt;br /&gt;Come un indecisione a chiamarti&lt;br /&gt;E udire la tua voce del tradimento&lt;br /&gt;Verrai a casa e interromperai questo dolore, stasera?&lt;br /&gt;Interromperai questo dolore, stasera&lt;br /&gt;Non sprecare il tuo tempo con me&lt;br /&gt;Tu sei già la voce dentro la mia testa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi manchi, mi manchi&lt;br /&gt;Mi manchi, mi manchi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116179930080765027?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116179930080765027/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116179930080765027' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116179930080765027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116179930080765027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/10/mi-manchi.html' title='Mi manchi'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116171722830098106</id><published>2006-10-24T21:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T21:13:48.326+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/1600/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/320/42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed io?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116171722830098106?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116171722830098106/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116171722830098106' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116171722830098106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116171722830098106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/10/ed-io.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116160654810306069</id><published>2006-10-23T14:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T14:29:08.486+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Agua</title><content type='html'>Cómo quieres ser mi amiga&lt;br /&gt;Si por ti daría la vida,&lt;br /&gt;Si confundo tu sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;Por camelo si me miras.&lt;br /&gt;Razón y piel, difícil mezla,&lt;br /&gt;Agua y sed, serio problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quieres ser mi amiga&lt;br /&gt;Si por ti me perdería&lt;br /&gt;Si confundo tus caricias&lt;br /&gt;Por camelo si me mimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasión y ley, difícil mezcla,&lt;br /&gt;Agua y sed, serio problema&lt;br /&gt;Cuando uno tiene sed&lt;br /&gt;Pero el agua no está cerca,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando uno quiere beber&lt;br /&gt;Pero el agua no está cerca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qué hacer, tú lo sabes,&lt;br /&gt;Conservar la distancia,&lt;br /&gt;Renunciar a lo natural,&lt;br /&gt;Y dejar que el agua corra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quieres ser mi amiga&lt;br /&gt;Cuando esta carta recibas,&lt;br /&gt;Un mensaje hay entre líneas,&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quieres ser mi amiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jarabe De Palo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Un Abbraccio che ti raggiunga li' dove sei..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Freestyler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116160654810306069?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116160654810306069/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116160654810306069' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116160654810306069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116160654810306069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/10/agua.html' title='Agua'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116127318528322418</id><published>2006-10-19T17:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T17:53:05.293+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ricordi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/1600/IMG_4989.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/320/IMG_4989.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con Laura e Raquel  *Sempre da Sosti*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116127318528322418?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116127318528322418/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116127318528322418' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116127318528322418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116127318528322418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/10/ricordi.html' title='Ricordi?'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116127121815134547</id><published>2006-10-19T17:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T17:20:18.166+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art 31. feat. Paola Turci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lascerò tutti i miei figli ad un futuro incerto,&lt;br /&gt;mangerò composta a tavola con mani giunte,&lt;br /&gt;piangerò con discrezione senza dar nell’occhio,&lt;br /&gt;dormirò come se fossi morta,&lt;br /&gt;I say, &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;fuck you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’era una volta una promessa,&lt;br /&gt;una carezza, un bilocale come una fortezza,&lt;br /&gt;chiamarti la mia principessa,&lt;br /&gt;c’era la fretta, del taxi tuo che aspetta&lt;br /&gt;ma non vuoi andare&lt;br /&gt;c’era una foto di noi al mare,&lt;br /&gt;c’era un vuoto che puoi colmare,&lt;br /&gt;gelati e film da noleggiare,&lt;br /&gt;c’era da togliersi i vestiti e poi volare,&lt;br /&gt;c’era la gelosia e tu che te ne andavi,&lt;br /&gt;e correre da te e quando per magia mi chiamavi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregherò affinché tu possa avere tutto ciò che vuoi,&lt;br /&gt;soldi, macchine, e una donna al giorno,&lt;br /&gt;e la possibilità di avere tutto e subito&lt;br /&gt;senza aver bisogno di essere mai perdonato.&lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;fuck you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will never know,&lt;br /&gt;what is turning in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;fuck you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;so you better watch out,&lt;br /&gt;so you better watch out, out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’erano cene mondane, stare composto,&lt;br /&gt;e il mio bere e fumare che volevi cambiare a ogni costo,&lt;br /&gt;c’erano scene di panico senza motivo&lt;br /&gt;ed il tuo essere isterica per il modo in cui vivo,&lt;br /&gt;e farmi stare simpatica la tua amica più idiota,&lt;br /&gt;la filosofia del tuo maestro di yoga,&lt;br /&gt;poi c’era l’emicrania e i sospetti silenzi,&lt;br /&gt;io al mare tu in montagna,&lt;br /&gt;c’era parlare lingue differenti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asseconderò ogni tua perversa inclinazione,&lt;br /&gt;proverò ad interpretare ogni tuo malumore,&lt;br /&gt;sarò pronta accanto a te quando verrà il momento,&lt;br /&gt;quando il tempo ti restituirà quello che hai dato..&lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;you will never know,&lt;br /&gt;what is turning in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;fuck you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;so you better watch out,&lt;br /&gt;so you better watch out, out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma adesso metti bene a fuoco,&lt;br /&gt;mi vedi, sono caduto in piedi, ci credi,&lt;br /&gt;- non ti cercherò –&lt;br /&gt;ho tolto le foto dalle pareti e nei miei sogni segreti&lt;br /&gt;- non ti vedo –&lt;br /&gt;e a dormire ci riesco, esco quando mi va bevo,&lt;br /&gt;abbondanti sorsate di libertà,&lt;br /&gt;faccio assordanti risate con gli amici al bar,&lt;br /&gt;su come ero spento quando perdevo tempo,&lt;br /&gt;stando con quella là&lt;br /&gt;- sfumi nella memoria, non ti penso mai –&lt;br /&gt;e ogni mentire, ogni fare soffrire ci insegna la storia&lt;br /&gt;– pagherai –&lt;br /&gt;e so che a ogni risveglio&lt;br /&gt;– non ci sarai –&lt;br /&gt;e so che tanto di meglio&lt;br /&gt;– non troverai –&lt;br /&gt;mai, ho due parole e una bombola spray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;fuck you&lt;/span&gt; – per quando tornerai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;fuck you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;you will never know,&lt;br /&gt;what is turning in my mind&lt;br /&gt;fuck you,&lt;br /&gt;so you better watch out,&lt;br /&gt;so you better watch out, out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Per quando tornerai..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116127121815134547?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116127121815134547/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116127121815134547' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116127121815134547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116127121815134547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/10/fuck-you-art-31.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116120680128288489</id><published>2006-10-18T23:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T23:26:41.820+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I listening..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Cure&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The End Of The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if you want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I never try to stop you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know there's a reason&lt;br /&gt;For all of this you're feeling low&lt;br /&gt;It's not my call&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't ever love me more&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't love me more&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't show much&lt;br /&gt;It's not that hard to hide you&lt;br /&gt;see in a moment&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember how to be&lt;br /&gt;all you wanted&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't ever love you more&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't love you more&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You want me to cry and play my part &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you to sigh and fall apart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We want this like everyone else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay if you want to&lt;br /&gt;I always wait to hear you&lt;br /&gt;say there's a last kiss&lt;br /&gt;For all the times you run this way&lt;br /&gt;it's not my fault&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't ever love me more&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't love me more&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't love...&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't ever love you more&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't love you more&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You want me to lie not break your heart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you to fly not stop and start &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We want us like everything else &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;It's just the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we didnt understand&lt;br /&gt;Not just a boy and a girl&lt;br /&gt;It's just the end of the end of the world...&lt;br /&gt;Me... I don't say much&lt;br /&gt;It's far too hard to make you see in a moment&lt;br /&gt;I still forget just how to be all you wanted&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't ever love you more&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Penso all'Australia, ad oggi pome, ad Ale.. e l'unica consolazione sono i 100 viaggi che farò. Per me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Good Luck and Good Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116120680128288489?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116120680128288489/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116120680128288489' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116120680128288489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116120680128288489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-listening.html' title='I listening..'/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33482209.post-116111008862668729</id><published>2006-10-17T20:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T20:36:48.610+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/1600/killbill1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2122/3677/320/killbill1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo Sin City.. ecco Kill Bill&lt;br /&gt;e questa sera si rimane a casa.. e  fuori fa troppo freddo.. !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33482209-116111008862668729?l=82elisewin82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/feeds/116111008862668729/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33482209&amp;postID=116111008862668729' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116111008862668729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33482209/posts/default/116111008862668729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://82elisewin82.blogspot.com/2006/10/dopo-sin-city.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05447769490310448572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wmgo-3JovS8/SSRdsJ0BDAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/63v28YIj-4Q/S220/lECCE__iL_cASTELLO_024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
