<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><?xml-stylesheet type='text/xsl' href='http://annus83.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-07-24_12.50/rsspretty.aspx?rssquery=en-US;http%3a%2f%2fannus83.spaces.live.com%2fcategory%2fMusica%2ffeed.rss' version='1.0'?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:msn="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/spaces/2005/rss" xmlns:live="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" xmlns:dcterms="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" xmlns:cf="http://www.microsoft.com/schemas/rss/core/2005" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>About Anna: Musica</title><description /><link>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/?_c11_BlogPart_BlogPart=blogview&amp;_c=BlogPart&amp;partqs=catMusica</link><language>en-US</language><pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 20:18:12 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 20:18:12 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>Microsoft Spaces v1.1</generator><docs>http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification</docs><ttl>60</ttl><cf:parentRSS>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/blog/feed.rss</cf:parentRSS><live:type>blogcategory</live:type><live:identity><live:id>7619003090175971375</live:id><live:alias>annus83</live:alias></live:identity><cf:listinfo><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="typelabel" label="Type" /><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="tag" label="Tag" /><cf:group element="category" label="Category" /><cf:sort element="pubDate" label="Date" data-type="date" default="true" /><cf:sort element="title" label="Title" data-type="string" /><cf:sort ns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" element="comments" label="Comments" data-type="number" /></cf:listinfo><item><title>Giudizi universali</title><link>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!2605.entry</link><description>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#8064a2" size=4&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;Samuele Bersani&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Giudizi universali&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#8064a2"&gt;1997&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://blufiles.storage.live.com/y1pq9Y4A6yd4VLkp2I3x2Hr5ABF59qXXMeoyxujpTcC38EPQ8d8zT-Zz2mUxGrIxpJFQZYACC8FZkg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt=universali src="http://blufiles.storage.live.com/y1pq9Y4A6yd4VLkp2I3x2Hr5ABF59qXXMeoyxujpTcC38EPQ8d8zT-Zz2mUxGrIxpJFQZYACC8FZkg" width=250&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://blufiles.storage.live.com/y1pJY7dmVLJpATrA3Z4Xtjel374CL_9Q4DeVYu1WA0LS5YrAjL-PFaXIJ9VbEoe7GLtjt4A3MixmwU" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 
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&lt;div align=left&gt;Troppo cerebrale per capire che si può star bene senza complicare il pane ci si spalma sopra un bel giretto di parole vuote ma doppiate&lt;br&gt;Mangiati le bolle di sapone intorno al mondo e quando dormo&lt;br&gt;taglia bene l'aquilone, togli la ragione e lasciami sognare, lasciamisognare in pace&lt;br&gt;Liberi com'eravamo ieri, dei centimetri di libri sotto i piedi&lt;br&gt;per tirare la maniglia della porta e andare fuori come Mastroianni anni fa, come la voce guida la pubblicità&lt;br&gt;ci sono stati dei momenti intensi ma li ho persi già&lt;br&gt;Troppo cerebrale per capire che si può star bene senza calpestare il cuore ci si passa sopra almeno due o tre volte i piedi come sulle aiuole&lt;br&gt;Leviamo via il tappeto e poi mettiamoci dei pattini &lt;br&gt;per scivolare meglio sopra l'odio &lt;br&gt;Torre di controllo, aiuto, sto finendo l'aria dentro al serbatoio&lt;br&gt;Potrei ma non voglio fidarmi di te&lt;br&gt;io non ti conosco e in fondo non c'è&lt;br&gt;in quello che dici qualcosa che pensi&lt;br&gt;sei solo la copia di mille riassunti&lt;br&gt;Leggera leggera si bagna la fiamma &lt;br&gt;rimane la cera e non ci sei più...&lt;br&gt;Vuoti di memoria, non c'è posto per tenere insieme tutte le&lt;br&gt;puntate di una storia &lt;br&gt;piccolissimo particolare, ti ho perduto senza cattiveria&lt;br&gt;Mangiati le bolle di sapone intorno al mondo e quando dormo taglia bene l'aquilone&lt;br&gt;togli la ragione e lasciami sognare, lasciami sognare in pace&lt;br&gt;Libero com'ero stato ieri ho dei centimetri di cielo sotto ai piedi&lt;br&gt;adesso tiro la maniglia della porta e vado fuori &lt;br&gt;come Mastroianni anni fa, sono una nuvola, fra poco pioverà &lt;br&gt;e non c'è niente che mi sposta o vento che mi sposterà&lt;br&gt;Potrei ma non voglio fidarmi di te &lt;br&gt;io non ti conosco e in fondo non c'è &lt;br&gt;in quello che dici qualcosa che pensi&lt;br&gt;sei solo la copia di mille riassunti&lt;br&gt;Leggera leggera si bagna la fiamma &lt;br&gt;rimane la cera e non ci sei più, non ci sei più, non ci sei...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p align=center&gt;Anna&lt;img title="Mezzaluna addormentata" style="vertical-align:middle" height=19 alt="Mezzaluna addormentata" src="http://shared.live.com/HjKMzTS-xzcms40!CabizA/emoticons/moon.gif" width=19&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt; &lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=7619003090175971375&amp;page=RSS%3a+Giudizi+universali&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=annus83.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=annus83"&gt;</description><comments>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!2605.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!2605.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 16:54:39 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!2605/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!2605.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-09-10T16:54:39Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Il solito sesso - Max Gazzè</title><link>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1835.entry</link><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#5f497a" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Il solito sesso&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#5f497a" size=4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Max Gazzè&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://rhapsodic.org/media/waiting to fall/10 Gary Jules - Mad World.mp3"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ciao, sono quello che hai incontrato alla festa,&lt;br&gt;ti ho chiamata solo per sentirti e basta…&lt;br&gt;si, lo so, è passata appena un’ora, ma ascolta:&lt;br&gt;c’è che la tua voce, chissà come, mi manca.&lt;br&gt;Se in quello che hai detto ci credevi davvero,&lt;br&gt;vorrei tanto che lo ripetessi di nuovo…&lt;br&gt;dicono che gli occhi fanno un uomo sincero,&lt;br&gt;allora zitta, non parlarmi nemmeno.&lt;br&gt;Posso rivederti già stasera?&lt;br&gt;Ma tu non pensare male adesso:&lt;br&gt;ancora il solito sesso!&lt;br&gt;Perché, sai, non capita poi tanto spesso&lt;br&gt;che il cuore mi rimbalzi così forte addosso,&lt;br&gt;ed ho l’età che tutto sembra meno importante,&lt;br&gt;ma tu mi piaci troppo e il resto conta niente.&lt;br&gt;Dillo al tuo compagno che ci ha visti stanotte:&lt;br&gt;se vuole può venire qui a riempirmi di botte!&lt;br&gt;Però sono sicuro che saranno carezze,&lt;br&gt;se per avere te un pochino vicino almeno servisse.&lt;br&gt;Posso rivederti già stasera?&lt;br&gt;Ma tu non pensare male adesso:&lt;br&gt;ancora il solito sesso!&lt;br&gt;Chiuderò la curva dell’arcobaleno&lt;br&gt;per immaginarlo come la tua corona,&lt;br&gt;e con la riga dell’orizzonte in cielo&lt;br&gt;ci farò un bracciale di regina…&lt;br&gt;ma se solo potessi un giorno&lt;br&gt;vendere il mondo intero&lt;br&gt;in cambio del tuo amore vero!&lt;br&gt;Sai, qualcosa tipo “cielo in una stanza”&lt;br&gt;è quello che ho provato prima in tua&lt;br&gt;presenza…&lt;br&gt;dicono che gli angeli amano in silenzio,&lt;br&gt;ed io nel tuo mi sono disperatamente perso.&lt;br&gt;sento che respiri forte in questa cornetta…&lt;br&gt;maledetta, mi separa dalla tua bocca!&lt;br&gt;Posso rivederti già stasera?&lt;br&gt;Ma tu non pensare male adesso:&lt;br&gt;ancora il solito sesso!&lt;br&gt;Correrò veloce contro le valanghe&lt;br&gt;per poi regalarti la fiamma del vulcano,&lt;br&gt;respirerò dove l’abisso discende&lt;br&gt;e avrai tutte le piogge nella tua mano…&lt;br&gt;ma solo potessi un giorno&lt;br&gt;vendere il mondo intero&lt;br&gt;in cambio del tuo amore vero!&lt;br&gt;Ma tu non pensare male adesso:&lt;br&gt;ancora il solito sesso!&lt;br&gt;Ora ti saluto, è tardi, vado a letto…&lt;br&gt;Quello che dovevo dirti, io te l’ho detto.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=7619003090175971375&amp;page=RSS%3a+Il+solito+sesso+-+Max+Gazz%c3%a8&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=annus83.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=annus83"&gt;</description><comments>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1835.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1835.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 20:52:57 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1835/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1835.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-04-14T19:01:26Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Wind it up</title><link>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1393.entry</link><description>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#5f497a" size=2&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gwen Stefani - Wind it up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fina-fisken.net/00mp3/jen/The Sweet Escape (2006)/01-gwen_stefani-wind_it_up_-_www.torrentazos.com.mp3"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/5354/playrh9.jpg" width=50&gt; &lt;/a&gt; 
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&lt;div style="border-right:#b2a2c7 3px double;border-top:#b2a2c7 3px double;overflow:scroll;border-left:#b2a2c7 3px double;width:400px;border-bottom:#b2a2c7 3px double;height:257px"&gt;&lt;font face=Arial&gt;&lt;font color="#666666" size=2&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Odl lay odl lay odl-oo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is the key that makes us wind up&lt;br&gt;When the beat comes on the girls all line up&lt;br&gt;And the boys all look but, no, they can''t touch&lt;br&gt;But the girls want to know why boys like us so much&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They like the way we dance&lt;br&gt;They like the way we work&lt;br&gt;They like the way that L.A.M.B. is going ''cross my shirt&lt;br&gt;They like the way my pants, it compliments my shape&lt;br&gt;They like the way we react every time we hear the''&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Every time the bass bang&lt;br&gt;Realize it calls your name&lt;br&gt;Let the beat wind you up and don''t stop ''til your time is up (get in line now)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Odl lay odl lay odl-oo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You''ve got to let the beat get under your skin&lt;br&gt;You''ve got to open up and let it all in&lt;br&gt;But, see, once it gets in the popping begins&lt;br&gt;Then you find out why all the boys stare&lt;br&gt;See, they''re trying to bite our style, trying to study our approach&lt;br&gt;They like the way we do it, so original&lt;br&gt;I guess that they are slow, so they should leave the room&lt;br&gt;This beat is for the clubs and cars that go''&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Every time the bass bang&lt;br&gt;Realize it calls your name&lt;br&gt;Let the beat wind you up and don''t stop ''til your time is up (get in line now)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Odl lay odl lay odl-oo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is your moment&lt;br&gt;Come on girl, you know you own it&lt;br&gt;You know your key is still tick tocking&lt;br&gt;Hell yeah&lt;br&gt;But you know they''re watching&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Get it girl, get it, get it girl&lt;br&gt;Get it girl, get it, get it girl&lt;br&gt;To the front, to the side&lt;br&gt;To the back, but don''t let him ride&lt;br&gt;Keep going girl, it''s your night&lt;br&gt;Don''t let him steal your light&lt;br&gt;I know he thinks your fine and stuff&lt;br&gt;But does he know how to wind you up?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Wind it up&lt;br&gt;Odl lay odl lay odl lay hey!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="border-right:#b2a2c7 3px double;border-top:#b2a2c7 3px double;overflow:scroll;border-left:#b2a2c7 3px double;width:400px;border-bottom:#b2a2c7 3px double;height:257px"&gt;&lt;font face=Arial color="#666666" size=2&gt;In alto, su una collina c''era un capraio solitario &lt;br&gt;cantavo con la ragazza e il capraio &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;concludi, concludi &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;questa è la chiave che ci fa concludere &lt;br&gt;quando il battito arriva, le ragazze si allineano &lt;br&gt;e i tutti i ragazzi guardano, ma no, non possono toccare &lt;br&gt;ma le ragazze vogliono sapere &lt;br&gt;come mai ai ragazzi piacciamo così tanto &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;gli piace il modo in cui balliamo, in cui lavoriamo &lt;br&gt;gli piace il modo in cui quell''agnello sta sulla mia maglia &lt;br&gt;gli piace il modo in cui mi stanno quei pantaloni &lt;br&gt;perchè risaltano le mie forme (pazzesco vero?) &lt;br&gt;gli piace il modo in cui reagiamo ogni volta che balliamo &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ogni volta che il basso suona, realizzi che chiama il tuo nome &lt;br&gt;lascia che il battito ti concluda e non fermarti &lt;br&gt;finchè il tuo tempo è finito, fà parte della squadra, adesso &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;concludi, concludi &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;devi permettere al battito di andare sotto la tua pelle &lt;br&gt;devi aprirti tutta e permettergli di entrare &lt;br&gt;ma attenta, una volta che sarà entrato, inizierà la musica &lt;br&gt;e scoprirai perchè tutti i ragazzi ti fissano &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;stanno provando a mordere il nostro stile &lt;br&gt;cercano di studiare il nostro approccio &lt;br&gt;gli piace il modo in cui lo facciamo, così originale &lt;br&gt;immagino che loro siano lenti &lt;br&gt;così dovrebbero lasciare la stanza &lt;br&gt;questo battito è per i clubs, &lt;br&gt;e per le macchine che vanno ad alta velocità &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ogni volta che il basso suona, realizzi che chiama il tuo nome &lt;br&gt;lascia che il battito ti concluda e non fermarti &lt;br&gt;finchè il tuo tempo è finito, fà parte della squadra, adesso &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;concludi, concludi &lt;br&gt;concludi, concludi &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;è il tuo momento, avanti ragazza sai di averlo nel sangue &lt;br&gt;sai che la tua chiave è continuare a bussare all''inferno &lt;br&gt;e sai che loro ti stanno guardando &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;prendilo, ragazza, prendilo ragazza... &lt;br&gt;davanti, a lato, indietro, ma non lascialo cavalcare &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;continua ragazza, è la tua notte &lt;br&gt;non permettergli di rubarti la luce &lt;br&gt;so che lui pensa che sei bella e fica &lt;br&gt;ma lo sai come concluderti? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;concludi, concludi &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=7619003090175971375&amp;page=RSS%3a+Wind+it+up&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=annus83.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=annus83"&gt;</description><comments>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1393.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1393.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 11:01:00 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1393/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1393.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-02-09T11:01:00Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>What you waiting for?</title><link>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1335.entry</link><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#7030a0" size=4&gt;What you waiting for? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;font color="#7030a0"&gt;Gwen Stefani&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;a href="http://search.mp3s.ru/perl/url.pl?hyO7RGGcZxDPU&amp;amp;272293/Gwen Stefani - What You Waiting For.mp3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/5354/playrh9.jpg" width=50&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p align=center&gt;What an amazing time &lt;br&gt;What a family &lt;br&gt;How did the years go by &lt;br&gt;Now it's only me 
&lt;p align=center&gt;Tick-tock, tick-tock &lt;br&gt;Tick-tock, tick-tock &lt;br&gt;Tick-tock, tick-tock &lt;br&gt;Tick-tock, tick-tock &lt;br&gt;La, la, la, la, la, la, la 
&lt;p align=center&gt;Like a cat in heat, stuck in a moving car &lt;br&gt;A scary conversation, shut my eyes, can't find the brake &lt;br&gt;What if they say that you're a climber &lt;br&gt;Naturally, I'm worried if I do it alone &lt;br&gt;Who really cares, cause it's your life &lt;br&gt;You never know, it could be great &lt;br&gt;Take a chance cause you might grow &lt;br&gt;Oh, ah, oh 
&lt;p align=center&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting for 
&lt;p align=center&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting for 
&lt;p align=center&gt;Tick-tock, tick-tock &lt;br&gt;Tick-tock, tick-tock &lt;br&gt;Take a chance you stupid ho 
&lt;p align=center&gt;Like an echo pedal, you're repeating yourself &lt;br&gt;You know it all by heart &lt;br&gt;Why are you standing in one place &lt;br&gt;Born to blossom, bloom to perish &lt;br&gt;Your moment will run out &lt;br&gt;Cause of your sex chromosome &lt;br&gt;I know it's so messed up, how our society all thinks (for sure) &lt;br&gt;Life is short, you're capable (uh-huh) 
&lt;p align=center&gt;Oh, ah, oh &lt;br&gt;Look at your watch now &lt;br&gt;You're still a super hot female &lt;br&gt;You got your million-dollar contract &lt;br&gt;And they're all waiting for your hot track 
&lt;p align=center&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting for 
&lt;p align=center&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting for 
&lt;p align=center&gt;I can't wait to go back and do Japan &lt;br&gt;Gimme lots of brand new fans &lt;br&gt;Osaka, Tokyo &lt;br&gt;You Harajuku girls &lt;br&gt;Damn, you've got some wicked style 
&lt;p align=center&gt;Go 
&lt;p align=center&gt;Look at your watch now &lt;br&gt;You're still a super hot female &lt;br&gt;You got your million dollar contract &lt;br&gt;And they're all waiting for your hot track 
&lt;p align=center&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting for 
&lt;p align=center&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting &lt;br&gt;What you waiting for 
&lt;p align=center&gt;What you waiting for &lt;br&gt;What you waiting for 
&lt;p align=center&gt;(What you waiting for) &lt;br&gt;Take a chance you stupid ho &lt;br&gt;Take a chance you stupid ho 
&lt;p align=center&gt;What you waiting for &lt;br&gt;What you waiting for 
&lt;p align=center&gt;(What you waiting for) &lt;br&gt;Take a chance you stupid ho &lt;br&gt;Take a chance you stupid ho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img180.imageshack.us/img180/8142/gwenstefanihyper6of7.jpg"&gt; 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=7619003090175971375&amp;page=RSS%3a+What+you+waiting+for%3f&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=annus83.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=annus83"&gt;</description><comments>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1335.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1335.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jan 2008 08:34:57 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1335/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1335.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-02-04T08:23:21Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>The chipmunk song</title><link>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1310.entry</link><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face=Arial size=4&gt;The chipmunk song&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.billhoffman.net/grossmont64/music/xmas/chipmunks.mp3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/5354/playrh9.jpg" width=50&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face=Arial size=2&gt;(Dave:)Alright you Chipmunks, Ready to sing your song? &lt;br&gt;(Alvin:)I'd say we are &lt;br&gt;(Theodore:)Yeah, Lets sing it now! &lt;br&gt;(Dave:)Okay, Simon? &lt;br&gt;(Simon:)OK &lt;br&gt;(Dave:)Okay, Theodore? &lt;br&gt;(Theodore:)OK &lt;br&gt;(Dave:)Okay Alvin?...Alvin?...ALVIN!!! &lt;br&gt;(Alvin:)OKAY!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Chipmunks:) &lt;br&gt;Christmas, Christmas time is near, &lt;br&gt;Time for toys and time for cheer. &lt;br&gt;We've been good, but we can't last, &lt;br&gt;Hurry Christmas, Hurry fast. &lt;br&gt;Want a plane that loops the loop, &lt;br&gt;(Alvin:) Me, I want a Hula-Hoop. &lt;br&gt;(Chipmunks:) &lt;br&gt;We can hardly stand the wait, &lt;br&gt;Please Christmas don't be late. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Dave:) Ok Fellas, Get ready. &lt;br&gt;That was very good, Simon. &lt;br&gt;(Simon:)Naturally! &lt;br&gt;(Dave:)Very Good Theodore &lt;br&gt;(Theodore:) He He He He &lt;br&gt;(Dave:)Uh Alvin, You were a little flat &lt;br&gt;So, watch it, Alvin...Alvin?...ALVIN!!! &lt;br&gt;(Alvin:)OKAY!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Chimpunks:) &lt;br&gt;Want a plane that loops the loop, &lt;br&gt;(Alvin:)I still want a Hula-Hoop. &lt;br&gt;(Chimpunks:) &lt;br&gt;We can hardly stand the wait, &lt;br&gt;Please Christmas don't be late. &lt;br&gt;We can hardly stand the wait, &lt;br&gt;Please Christmas don't be late. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Dave:) Very good boys &lt;br&gt;(A Chipmunk:) lets sing it again! &lt;br&gt;(Another 1:) yeah lets sing it again! &lt;br&gt;(Dave:) no thats enough, lets not overdo it. &lt;br&gt;(A Chipmunk:) what do you mean over do it!? &lt;br&gt;we wanna sing it again! &lt;br&gt;(dave:) now wait a minute boys. &lt;br&gt;(Start Aruguing) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Titoli dell'intera colonna sonora:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face=Arial size=2&gt;1. Bad Day&lt;br&gt;2. The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late)&lt;br&gt;3. Follow Me Now&lt;br&gt;4. How We Roll&lt;br&gt;5. Witch Doctor&lt;br&gt;6. Come Get It&lt;br&gt;7. The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late)&lt;br&gt;8. Funkytown&lt;br&gt;9. Get You Goin'&lt;br&gt;10. Coast 2 Coast&lt;br&gt;11. Mess Around&lt;br&gt;12. Only You&lt;br&gt;13. Ain't No Party&lt;br&gt;14. Get Munk'd&lt;br&gt;15. Witch Doctor&lt;br&gt;16. The Chipmunk Song&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;font face=Arial size=2&gt;Altri &lt;a href="http://angolotesti.leonardo.it/colonna_sonora/A/alvin_superstar_1185.html" target="_blank"&gt;TESTI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;span style="display:none"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display:none"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display:none"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display:none"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display:none"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p align=center&gt; &lt;font size=4&gt;&lt;a href="http://annus83.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1308.entry"&gt;Il film&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=7619003090175971375&amp;page=RSS%3a+The+chipmunk+song&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=annus83.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=annus83"&gt;</description><comments>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1310.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1310.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 17:14:13 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1310/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1310.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-02-09T10:48:10Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>LOST: Down Town</title><link>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1190.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/rssdownload/96991156/01.Downtown.mp3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/5354/playrh9.jpg" width=50&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#8064a2" size=2&gt;Down Town , Petula ClarK&lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://it.lostpedia.com/it_images/thumb/6/61/DowntownSingle.jpg/302px-DowntownSingle.jpg"&gt; 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Downtown&lt;/b&gt; è la canzone che apre la terza stagione della serie, cantata da Petula Clark. Viene ascoltata da Juliet mentre si trova nella sua casa. La canzone venne scritta da Tony Hatch e pubblicata nel 1964. E' ascoltata mediante un lettore per cd, il sistema tecnologico più recente che abbiamo visto finora sull'isola. 
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://redlightnaps.files.wordpress.com/2007/04/juliet-in-jungle.jpg"&gt; 
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;TESTO&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;When you're alone&lt;br&gt;And life is making you lonely,&lt;br&gt;You can always go downtown&lt;br&gt;When you've got worries,&lt;br&gt;All the noise and the hurry&lt;br&gt;Seems to help, I know, downtown&lt;br&gt;Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city&lt;br&gt;Linger on the sidewalk where the neon signs are pretty&lt;br&gt;How can you lose?&lt;br&gt;The lights are much brighter there&lt;br&gt;You can forget all your troubles, forget all your cares and go&lt;br&gt;Downtown, things'll be great when you're&lt;br&gt;Downtown, no finer place for sure,&lt;br&gt;Downtown, everything's waiting for you&lt;br&gt;(Downtown)&lt;br&gt;Don't hang around&lt;br&gt;And let your problems surround you&lt;br&gt;There are movie shows downtown&lt;br&gt;Maybe you know&lt;br&gt;Some little places to go to&lt;br&gt;Where they never close downtown&lt;br&gt;Just listen to the rhythm of a gentle bossanova&lt;br&gt;You'll be dancing with 'em, too, before the night is over&lt;br&gt;Happy again&lt;br&gt;The lights are much brighter there&lt;br&gt;You can forget all your troubles, forget all your cares and go&lt;br&gt;Downtown where all the lights are bright,&lt;br&gt;Downtown, waiting for you tonight,&lt;br&gt;Downtown, you're gonna be alright now&lt;br&gt;(Downtown downtown)&lt;br&gt;Downtown&lt;br&gt;(Downtown)&lt;br&gt;And you may find somebody kind to help and understand you&lt;br&gt;Someone who is just like you and needs a gentle hand to&lt;br&gt;Guide them along&lt;br&gt;So, maybe I'll see you there&lt;br&gt;We can forget all our troubles, forget all our cares and go&lt;br&gt;Downtown, things'll be great when you're&lt;br&gt;Downtown, don't wait a minute more,&lt;br&gt;Downtown, everything's waiting for you&lt;br&gt;Downtown (downtown) downtown (downtown)&lt;br&gt;Downtown (downtown) downtown (downtown)&lt;br&gt;(repeat and fade out)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Tratto da: &lt;a href="http://it.lostpedia.com/wiki/Downtown"&gt;http://it.lostpedia.com/wiki/Downtown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;TRADUZIONE&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;quando sei solo e la vita ti fa sentire solo*&lt;br&gt;puoi sempre andare - in città&lt;br&gt;quando hai delle preoccupazioni, tutto il rumore e la fretta&lt;br&gt;sembrano aiutarti, lo so - in città&lt;br&gt;ascolta solo la musica del traffico nella città&lt;br&gt;indugia sul marciapiede dove le insegne al neon sono così carine&lt;br&gt;come puoi perdertelo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;le luci sono molto piu' luminose lì&lt;br&gt;puoi dimenticarti di tutti i tuoi problemi, dimentica tutte le tue preoccupazioni&lt;br&gt;allora vai in città, le cose saranno grandiose quando sarai&lt;br&gt;in città - non c'è un posto più bello, di sicuro&lt;br&gt;in città - ogni cosa ti sta aspettando&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;non andare in giro lasciando che i problemi ti circondino&lt;br&gt;ci sono proiezioni di film - in città&lt;br&gt;forse conosci qualche piccolo posto (dove andare)&lt;br&gt;dove non chiudono mai - in città&lt;br&gt;ascolta solo il ritmo della delicata bossa nova &lt;br&gt;starai ballando con lui prima che la notte sia finita&lt;br&gt;nuovamente felice&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;le luci sono molto piu' luminose lì&lt;br&gt;puoi dimenticarti di tutti i tuoi problemi, dimentica tutte le tue preoccupazioni&lt;br&gt;allora vai in città, le cose saranno grandiose quando sarai&lt;br&gt;in città - non c'è un posto più bello, di sicuro&lt;br&gt;in città - ogni cosa ti sta aspettando&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;potresti trovare una persona gentile che ti aiuta e ti capisce&lt;br&gt;qualcuno come te che ha bisogno di una mano gentile &lt;br&gt;per essere giudato&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;allora fose ti inconterò li&lt;br&gt;possiamo dimenticare tutti i nostri problemi, dimenticare tutte le nostre preocupazioni&lt;br&gt;allora vai in città, le cose saranno grandiose quando sarai &lt;br&gt;in città - non aspettare un solo minuto per andare &lt;br&gt;in città - tutto ti sta aspettando&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Tratta da: &lt;a href="http://it.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20071122113628AAzuDVR"&gt;http://it.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20071122113628AAzuDVR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=7619003090175971375&amp;page=RSS%3a+LOST%3a+Down+Town&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=annus83.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=annus83"&gt;</description><comments>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1190.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1190.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 10:21:19 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1190/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!1190.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-02-02T20:31:31Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>MAD WORLD</title><link>http://annus83.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!69BC22F17C8AD02F!965.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rhapsodic.org/media/waiting to fall/10 Gary Jules - Mad World.mp3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/5354/playrh9.jpg" width=50&gt; &lt;/a&gt; 
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;MAD WORLD colonna sonora del film &amp;quot;Donnie Darko&amp;quot;, uno dei&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; film preferiti da Dario dopo &amp;quot;&lt;a href="http://sempreesolofatti.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!9EDF8AF1C5A8B44D!1372.entry" target="_blank"&gt;Don Juan De Marco&lt;/a&gt;&amp;quot;...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face=Arial&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;La musica è molto bella e anche se le parole molto tristi... &lt;font color="#7030a0"&gt;non ci sarà un domani, etc....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;l'ho scelta come base per il  video &amp;quot;Anna&amp;amp;Dario&amp;quot;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face=Arial&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;E&lt;span style="color:purple;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;' uno dei primi film che abbiamo visto insieme e me lo ricorda tanto....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;  
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;img style="width:184px;height:186px" height=355 src="http://www.actarus.it/public/recensioni/normali/donnie_darko.jpg" width=343&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;font color="#7030a0"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;MAD WORLD - Gary Jules –&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;All around me are familiar faces, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Worn out places, Worn out faces&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Bright and early for their daily races, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Going nowhere, Going nowhere&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Their tears are filling up their glasses, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;No expression, No expression&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;No tomorrow, No tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad&lt;br&gt;The dreams in which I’m dying, Are the best I’ve ever had&lt;br&gt;I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take&lt;br&gt;When people run in circles, It’s a very very, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Mad world, Mad world&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Children waiting for the day they feel good, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Happy birthday, Happy birthday&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Made to feel the way that every child should, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Sit down and listen, Sit down and listen&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Went to school and I was very nervous, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;No one knew me, No one knew me&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Look right through me, Look right through me&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;And I find it kind of funny,&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I find it kind of sad&lt;br&gt;The dreams in which I’m dying,&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Are the best I’ve ever had&lt;br&gt;I find it hard to tell you, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;I find it hard to take&lt;br&gt;When people run in circles, It’s a very very,&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Mad world, Mad world&lt;br&gt;enlarged in your world, Mad world&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;MONDO FOLLE&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Tutto intorno a me ci sono volti familiari, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Luoghi logori, Volti logori&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Sveglio e brillante per le corse quotidiane,&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Senza meta, Senza meta&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Le loro lacrime hanno riempito i loro bicchieri, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Nessuna espressione, Nessuna espressione&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Nascondo la testa voglio affogare il mio dolore, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Nessun domani, Nessun domani&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;E trovo un pò buffo, e trovo un pò triste&lt;br&gt;che i sogni in cui muoio, sono i più belli che abbia mai fatto&lt;br&gt;E trovo difficile da dirti, E trovo difficile da sopportare&lt;br&gt;quando la gente corre in circolo, E' davvero, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Un mondo folle, Un mondo folle&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Bambini che aspettano il giorno in cui si sentiranno bene, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Buon compleanno, Buon compleanno&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Ti fanno sentire come ogni bambino dovrebbe, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Seduto ad ascoltare, Seduto ad ascoltare&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Sono andato a scuola ed ero molto nervoso, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Nessuno mi conosceva, Nessuno mi conosceva&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Salve, prof, dimmi qual è la mia lezione, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Mi guardi attraverso, Mi guardi attraverso&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;E trovo un pò buffo, e trovo un pò triste&lt;br&gt;che i sogni in cui muoio, sono i più belli che abbia mai fatto&lt;br&gt;E trovo difficile da dirti, E trovo difficile da sopportare&lt;br&gt;quando la gente corre in circolo, E' davvero, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt;Un mondo folle, Un mondo folle&lt;br&gt;Allargato nel tuo mondo, Un mondo folle&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8pt;color:#9966ff;font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; 
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