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Another story


[Verse] Autumn has come, we are in September '99
It has been dark outside for a while and it started raining
It's Friday evening, you know it, the evening is full
Of thuigs who want to drive away boredom
Someone lights a cigarette and they all gather in a circle
Slowly burning, someone says from time to time: 'Hold it in your chest'
Among them there is a kid who didn't put in any money
He's in ninth grade at high school, about 15 years old
He had come from school, but he also stayed in the stairwell
To be the same as the other neighborhood boys
He smoked heroin, but he didn't care
It seemed like just a drug then, he didn't know more than that
He went home and behaved strangely
The next day at the table, he vomited everything he had eaten
His parents didn't realize, thinking he got drunk
When he actually came home for the first time high
He continued the next day the same
Happy with the new crew in the neighborhood
A month passed, two, three
But one day none of them produced any money
He knew, it was his turn to do something
Somehow making combinations or at least giving the impression
And since he had his allowance saved from the last few months,
For the crap he needed a few more days, money was enough
His boys then hugged him
And the coolest one of them said: 'My brother, you're a man!
I swear if anyone messes with you
Come to me, I'm not afraid of anyone, you know right!'
And since then the kid, I don't know how, changed
He cursed all the time, and took the crap seriously
But he didn't believe it, he said: 'What do you know about my life?'
'Brother, don't get involved, mind your own business!'
Now he walks into pharmacies to buy a syringe
Because the pleasure from cigarettes had started to fade
The other children knew him out of fear and already
The kid was proud of who he was hanging out with and what he did
He also started learning how to make money
And bought drugs when he was out with the hooligans
He was swaggering and skipping school
He had the guts to challenge everyone
He was the boss for about a year
He had access to all the dealers in the neighborhood and he was fine
But now he had rivers, it was no longer the same
And the coolest one got caught by the cops with drugs on him
His parents knew, but they couldn't do anything
They sent him to rehab, hoping it would work
But when he got out, of course, he went back to using
He was high on the fence saying, 'God, I love heroin!'
He hid his syringe and vile in the dumpster at night
But unknowingly, he had contracted hepatitis a long time ago
And with his liver destroyed, he continued to shoot up
I always saw him with cigarettes by the pack and a bottle of water
He sat alone on the fence, the crew split up
When he overdosed and wanted to do more but couldn't
They argued, they fought, they cursed each other when they met
They only talked nicely when they were combing
And the kid was now stealing from houses, selling almost everything
His dad was sick, his mom wasn't working anymore
It was 2003, he had dropped out of school
And he was thinking of selling drugs or leaving the country
He was outside making plans that fell apart
On a mundane day when everything ended
He went to get some crap from someone else
He heard he had gotten top-notch drugs, but he didn't really believe it
Two balls, 15 units, but the cream
He stayed for a few hours until he found a vein
After he shot up, he closed his eyes and fell
He foamed at the mouth and that was it, now he's gone, lost, done
Neighbors found him, parents buried him
Cursing and blaming his fate and the saints
And in the neighborhood, no matter where, it's the same
Another one dead, soon they'll forget about him
 
[Chorus] This is another story about
A child who is no longer around
He's been resting underground for a long time
And no one comes to his grave
And his friends no longer mourn him
This is another story about
A child who is no longer around
He's been resting underground for a long time
And no one comes to his grave
And his friends no longer mourn him
 




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25.11.2024

Chrysanthemum





(ydn.)
Mom, I tried.
Mom, I tried.
Yes, you did.
Mom, I tried.
 

(Nimeni Altu`)
Art is a flower destined to die in order to better understand humanity,
the beauty of life, and happiness, and this has been my pursuit.
Art soothes our pain, it makes us laugh, it makes us cry.
Art awakens pleasure, it's both therapy and the fear we overcome.
An express train carriage where the soul's expression always prevails.
Art heals the spirit, in the darkness, it's the light of the air.
Art makes you better, it's an exchange of knowledge and reflections on life, a recognition of creation, in fact, everything that poets recite.
Art is the last drop of water for a society in the desert, and for humanity, it remains its only testament.
Art is the freedom we had when we were children and played, we were poor and smiled, creating something from the little we had.
Art is the treasure box of the Earth, it's freedom for a prisoner, it's sight for the blind and a voice for the mute.
Art is sound for the deaf.
Art is the treasure of the soul that remains through time, beyond space.
Art is an older photograph of an entire generation.
 

(ydn.)
You smile sadly in pictures now, a silent shadow in flowers made of ash.
Give me long nights to dream of us, getting drunk with Mayflowers,
For I wish you would listen to what I sing now, it's all you carry along life's path, it's all that hurts when you can't sleep, it's the chrysanthemum in my hair.
I wish I could fly through clouds of longing to embrace you when everything is empty, and we could paint faces in the rain. I wish we wouldn’t forget about us.
About us,
About us,
About us,
Together...
 


25.11.2024

Mr. Gershwin





In my grandfather's attic
I found a Fred Astaire record
From the time when the streets of Broadway
Were dancing
All the old mechanical toys suddenly awakened by this music
Then jumped out their cardboard boxes
In one bound
And all around me
With cries of joy
They sang together
In the middle of the attic which lit up
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Our grandfathers didn't have
A TV to entertain themselves
But back then, all the Broadway theaters
Were singing
Some were doing tap dancing
Others were playing the trumpet
And you were writing the Rhapsody in Blue
For us
It was the time of swing
And Charlie Chaplin
But we, to show you
That even in this attic you're not forgotten...
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 


25.11.2024

In Vain





Why didn't I say anything?
I know it's my fault, but I'm just too much of a coward
I can handle myself
Why didn't I dare to say it?
We were just friends, but I was hoping for something more
 

I know I have made it difficult
Because I have never said anything
I'm holding onto a little hope
But I can't say it now
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Oh, come on
As if I didn't feel anything for you
You've never showed that you want to be with me
No, no
Oh, once again
Have I hit my head first and sacrificed you?
There was no way we were going to happen
No, no, no
 

You have made it difficult
Because you have never said anything
Oh, only once I have moved on
That's when you're standing here in the same place
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
Yes, it's too late
And expected
It goes without saying until I let go
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
 


25.11.2024

Going even further (Reprise)





Going even further
And sailing by your side
To discover in the morning
Beaches yet to be explored
Then going even further
Being able to start all over again
Under the horizon, at eternity's reflection
All together, we can, we want to,
we will go even further