Nick Cave - We No Who U R

Tree don't care what the little bird sings

We go down with the dew in the morning light

The tree don't know what the little bird brings

We go down with the dew in the morning

And we breathe, it in

There is no need to forgive

Breathe, it in, there is no need to forgive

(again)

The trees will stand like pleading hands

We go down with the dew in the morning light

The trees all stand like pleading hands

We go down with the dew in the morning light

And we breathe it in

There is no need to forgive

Breathe it in, there is no need to forgive

(again)

The trees will burn with blackened hands

We return with the light of the evening

The trees will burn blackened hands

Nowhere to rest, with nowhere to land

And we know who you are

And we know where you live

And we know there's no need to forgive

And we know who you are

And we know where you live

And we know there's no need to forgive

And we know who you are

And we know where you live

And we know there's no need to forgive

And we know who you are

And we know where you live

And we know there's no need to forgive again

Joy Division - Heart and Soul

Instincts that can still betray us,

A journey that leads to the sun,

Soulless and bent on destruction,

A struggle between right and wrong.

You take my place in the showdown,

I'll observe with a pitiful eye,

I'd humbly ask for forgiveness,

A request well beyond you and I.

Heart and soul, one will burn.

Heart and soul, one will burn.

An abyss that laughs at creation,

A circus complete with all fools,

Foundations that lasted the ages,

Then ripped apart at their roots.

Beyond all this good is the terror,

The grip of a mercenary hand,

When savagery turns all good reason,

There's no turning back, no last stand.

Heart and soul, one will burn.

Heart and soul, one will burn.

Existence well what does it matter?

I exist on the best terms I can.

The past is now part of my future,

The present is well out of hand.

The present is well out of hand.

Heart and soul, one will burn.

Heart and soul, one will burn.

One will burn, one will burn.

Heart and soul, one will burn.

Visage - The Damned Don't Cry

Traveling with no destination, no place to go

Nameless towns with faceless people, no place I know

Time to close my mind and drift off to other scenes

Lose myself in glossy pages dull magazines

Moments pass by, oh so slowly

Makes me lonely too

Twisting street lights in the darkness

Makes me lonely too

Oh the damned don't cry

No the damned don't cry

Curling smoke climbs upward slowly, past my troubling face

I see myself in rainsoaked windows in a different place

Single heartbeats in the dim lights makes me lonely too

Hearing sounds of celebrations makes me lonely too

Oh the damned don't cry

No the damned don't cry

Oh damned don't cry

Damned don't cry

Damned don't cry

Damned don't cry

Damned don't cry

Appino - Che il lupo cattivo vegli su di te

Dormi piccolino, è luna piena già 

Strilla la sirena e l’aeroplano va 

Dorme per sempre l’agnello di Dio 

E quando suona la campana la messa inizierà che sveglia tutta la città 

Qui non si riposa mai 

La gente sparla, s’indigna e singhiozza 

La gente infama, tradisce e poi ride 

In gran tranquillità. 

Dormi bel bambino, ché l’ora è tarda già 

Nascondi in fondo al cuore la tua diversità 

Che il lupo cattivo vegli su di te 

Insieme a tutti gli animali che son tali e quali a te. 

Nella periferia si svegliano i plebei 

Che un tempo erano forti e curiosi come noi 

Invece adesso son figli soltanto della pubblicità.

The Cure - Picture of You

I've been looking so long at these pictures of you 

That I almost believe that they're real 

I've been living so long with my pictures of you 

That I almost believe that the pictures are 

All I can feel 

Remembering 

You standing quiet in the rain 

As I ran to your heart to be near 

And we kissed as the sky fell in 

Holding you close 

How I always held close in your fear 

Remembering 

You running soft through the night 

You were bigger and brighter and wider than snow 

And screamed at the make-believe 

Screamed at the sky 

And you finally found all your courage 

To let it all go 

Remembering 

You fallen into my arms 

Crying for the death of your heart 

You were stone white 

So delicate 

Lost in the cold 

You were always so lost in the dark 

Remembering 

You how you used to be 

Slow drowned 

You were angels 

So much more than everything 

Hold for the last time then slip away quietly 

Open my eyes 

But I never see anything 

If only I'd thought of the right words 

I could have held on to your heart 

If only I'd thought of the right words 

I wouldn't be breaking apart 

All my pictures of you 

Looking so long at these pictures of you 

But I never hold on to your heart 

Looking so long for the words to be true 

But always just breaking apart 

My pictures of you 

There was nothing in the world 

That I ever wanted more 

Than to feel you deep in my heart 

There was nothing in the world 

That I ever wanted more 

Than to never feel the breaking apart 

All my pictures of you

Skold - Miserably Never Ever

It seems the problem has become the solution

A lucky break turns to ball and chain

The perfect moment, you can feel the conclusion

Triumphantly burning through your veins

So bury everything you know and dig as deep as you can

All the while, you hope it never comes back again

Miserably never ever, cross your heart and die

All the while will last forever in your litany of lies

It seems your story will survive the revision

A lucky ride to new, blinding heights

But, for a second, you can taste the incision

Your heart is pulled out and the world ignites

So bury everything you know and dig as deep as you can

All the while, you hope it never comes back again

Miserably never ever, cross your heart and die

All the while will last forever in your litany of lies

The grand delusion has been depleted

Ashes trickle down on the scattered remains of those who dare to believe

Faith, the culture of deceit in despair with its own technology

The past is a game and language is the only noise history left behind

Truth is salvation with some probability between zero and none

Accept it as dead

Bury everything you know and dig as deep as you can

All the while, you hope it never comes back again

Miserably never ever, cross your heart and die

All the while will last forever in your litany of lies