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LOVE BOULEVARD (Musiche Cadabra - Testo Sebiano C.)
* * * I want to say "love is for you" but it's easy for me so I won't tell you your body is a flame that burns on my skin as you lay on my bed I wish our love will last eternally dah dah dah... But I know you're just playing with me I just know how it feels girl so I'm staring apart because you don't belong to me but as you lay on my bed you feel my soul with love forever dah dah dah... THE MUSE OF DESPAIR (Musiche Cadabra - Testo Sebiano C.)
* * * Sacrifice of beautiful lovers devoted to death and weakness words calling for lands and rights tranche de vie drawn in pictures in the centuries, all over the world She’s a muse of despair she’s a fearless amazon she’s a sweet ray of glaring light brightning in the universe she’s a light for god Please don’t cure my fever please don’t cure my sickened heart Words through the pain of men ECHO (Musiche Cadabra - Testo Sebiano C.)
* * * Should I, should I call for you or keep praying echo of laugh so down, echo of fears of a loving god but there’s a place for you can you save me and my anger by echo of sanity but it’s here Devil’s Raven God trust in all our loving calls it is what you can, it’s holy, tell me you can Paradise is a wicked tale of Demon’s strategy it will take my wings to extasy but I know if I suffer I see God if I suffer I’ll stay clear by Devil’s Raven God trust in all our loving calls it is what you can, it’s holy, tell me you can BLOOD AND BLADES (Musiche Cadabra - Testo Francesco R.)
* * * Dressing white and rose lie down in my arms stronger than before wider than the sea She doesn't answer anymore and leave no message in my room I'm just like a butterfly in a day I can live and die Breathing in my breath leading by one gest contouring your lips feeling like the blood seeking that old avenue… I've never seen before yesterday such so many crimes they were as cruel as the desert sand as a thorn in my side Among a thousand faces behind my black shades two worlds are missing their bounds remains blood and blades
MORNING STAR
(Musiche Cadabra - Testo Sebiano C.)
* * * Stay away from those fears dreams come closer so you put your arms tight your body calls me this night I can arrange things between us your body calls me this night I have my drink, is this lust? You know there's a glowing star outbound from my position on the ground Naked on that black bed my arms are around you and you heal my hurting scars your body calls me this night I'm loving you girl, you feel it set the engine on your bio-lust 'cause this is not a game and you cry.
SLEEPING
(Musiche Cadabra - Testo Francesco R.)
* * * I push into my eyes till the pressure makes me blind till the light will become whirl and it draws the best for me more useful than a gun till the painting has been done till the blood will become ink my body art is satisfied handle with care while weeping sure that silence is all you needed sure that my love is always sleeping sure that your noise is changing just acting like my lips they still move i cannot speak till my words will become art and they talk instead of me more useful than a drug till the painting has been done till my voice will drop the lights my body art is satisfied grabbing the death i'm feeling sure that silence is all you needed sure that my love is always sleeping sure that your noise is changing
TIME RIO
(Musiche Cadabra - Testo Francesco R.)
* * * You may call this time my Rio draw out from a bunch have found some heroes see this world and see how much it seems real into my eyes, my world is real See the road and see the days come shorter dig and dig and nevermind the mine is empty still the child is joking with the paper I'm going on See the sun and wait until it blinds you Set the world apart and far from my heart paint a long line and see till you can follow it I'm going on I'm afraid of me and I'm going on
A STRANGE KIND OF FASHION
(Musiche Cadabra - Testo Francesco R.)
* * * A strange kind of fashion the only risk in my hand like a drop digging swept away by a dead river in flood and it never lays the dust on the ground for an infinite second a strange kind of fashion the only skirt in my hand my personal perversion know the other side of the things heaven has aborted put a brake to my blackest feelings a strange kind of fashion is reaching your head somebody would say... a strange kind of fashion is reaching your head somebody would say... another kind of fashion is reaching your head as important as the sun add some white to my darkest feelings …to my darkest feelings
SANTA MONICA
(Musiche Cadabra - Testo Francesco R.)
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I'm the white sugar God I'm the surgery one I'm the close-fitting God I'm the second skin one I could dry your eyes I could dry your snow I could dry your sea but will you make love with me In the light I see you perfect In the light you see me tender Till the day I'll be your silence Into the white I'm screaming noiseless I'm the white sugar God I'm the surgery one I'm the close-fitting God I'm the second skin one In the light I see you perfect In the light you see me tender Till the day I'll be your silence Into the white I'm screaming noiseless In the day I will reach the sky In the day I will touch the sun Let it be on my moquette ground Let it be by my moquette sound Make me a religion... LUNA
(Musiche Cadabra - Testo Francesco R.)
* * * Lonely in my dark room I love from miles a bit of me stands still a bit of me is with you I fall asleep so softly and the radio plays cover on my legs cover all my chains We felt alone Look at your child is crying you've cried enough do you remember your song, your desire those photos left on the mirror faded by today lights don't you forget or deny disguise or say goodbye
BLOOMS
(Musiche Cadabra - Testo Francesco R.)
* * * Bloomin' it all now should I touch my own should I hide or show my crown it brings me so high on gold super sands should I hide or show my hands You can clone my shape and make it hungry You can affect my love and come all my pains You can clone my shape and make it hungry You can affect my shape,and come you mannequin Driving my life caress my skin and turn my hinds for today model my body, plastic art water and seed into me give me soap, I'll wash my face PLANET HONEY
(Musiche Cadabra - Testo Francesco R.)
* * * Pretty doll, beauty is vain now land, pure virgin essence fill with honey, dry to sun land, love mother absence changes the colours my moon now start my movie all around stop psycho-machine I can't stand in the shape, out the substance Which colour just comes tomorrow Are you looking for something? hail your new day come in a colder sea, a fantastic land we close our eyes and take their hands you pretty doll beauty is vain now you feel with honey, dry to sun KISSING
(Musiche Cadabra - Testo Francesco R.)
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Ballerina set in a frame stealing your picture your ankles from my cage like an image like a suicide my fable is bleeding and bubbles win the stones like an icon on my avenue like a mistake and your lies becomes my truth kissing kissing into the bottle pour me a drink exciting all my love THE JESUS I NEED
(Musiche Cadabra - Testo Francesco R.)
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Wearing my hair my soul and my sex-appeal so fair and well dressed I'm the Jesus that you need You ain't my bait you know I know you understand divine is pleasure gimme the power, rent my dream The noise, the hands The ring, the gest, the air The wind, the waves On my knees I kiss the land Now you can touch me sister spirit, brother king je suis Jèsus, je suis l'amour I'm the Jesus that you need The wine, the cross The crown on the stone I wind, I wave On my knees I kiss the land A THOUSAND SUNS
(Musiche Cadabra - Testo Francesco R.)
* * * Working on the sun kills your fashion Working on the sun steals your beauty Working on the sun ain't your lesson I don't wanna be the hero of your glory Now it's time to say: "It's all right now" Now it's time to relax and sit down Now it's time to take care of your nails and I don't wanna pay the price of your story We're working on the sun... LOVE TARGET
(Musiche Cadabra - Testo Francesco R.)
* * * Please don't talk about your sweater please don't talk about your scent please don't talk about your silence never talk about your telephone How many lies on my credit how many lies on my rust please don't talk about my drink never talk about my nicotine Today it's hailing tomorrow one cigarette you dance in my head on that train where's my bag? My money your rose my look is on your pose |