Sono rimasta mUTa, ampuTata, Senza Parole…

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  1. zazie
    Posted October 8, 2009 at 2:58 pm | Permalink

    Michael Nyman…quanto lo ascoltavo nella mie stanze segrete…
    he makes me cry!

  2. Diego
    Posted October 9, 2009 at 12:25 am | Permalink

    “…My fingers sting
    Where I feel your fingers have been
    Ghostly fingers
    Moving my limbs
    Oh god I miss you
    Oh god I miss you
    Oh god I miss you…”

    Isn´t she something!?:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wpNxP7FcywY

  3. Posted October 9, 2009 at 9:41 pm | Permalink

    i miss the girl I was when I was with you…

  4. Diego
    Posted October 10, 2009 at 1:10 am | Permalink

    And such “Girlness” it was…
    …was it already?

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EfW4akOjmqA

    “I opened my eyes
    While you were kissing me once more than once
    And you looked as sincere as a dog
    Just as sincere as a dog does,
    When it’s the food on your lips with which it’s in love…”

  5. Posted October 10, 2009 at 7:45 pm | Permalink

    como puedes tocar tanto mi corazon herido?
    just as a dog…
    esto me mato…
    it was already…

  6. Diego
    Posted October 10, 2009 at 9:24 pm | Permalink

    “I´m a fountain of blood in the shape of a girl
    Youre the bird on the brim
    Hypnotised by the whirl…”

    Such i deem is the true nature of Love…
    Ironically enough this song was called “Bachelorette”.

    It seems, same thing goes for Björk, for me & for you…

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