<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><?xml-stylesheet type='text/xsl' href='http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-07-24_12.50/rsspretty.aspx?rssquery=en-US;http%3a%2f%2fgenagenar.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>¤.* Gè •.♥: Musica</title><description /><link>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/?_c11_BlogPart_BlogPart=blogview&amp;_c=BlogPart&amp;partqs=catMusica</link><language>en-US</language><pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 22:05:17 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 22:05:17 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>Microsoft Spaces v1.1</generator><docs>http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification</docs><ttl>60</ttl><cf:parentRSS>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/blog/feed.rss</cf:parentRSS><live:type>blogcategory</live:type><live:identity><live:id>7856793805454829050</live:id><live:alias>genagenar</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>QuaLcosa di te</title><link>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!4175.entry</link><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face=Tahoma size="+0"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;font face=Tahoma size="+0"&gt;&amp;quot;Ora sei tu, un'oasi di &lt;font face="Segoe UI"&gt;&lt;font color="#b2a2c7"&gt;Li&lt;/font&gt;bertà&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;davanti a me,&lt;u&gt;fragi&lt;font color="#b2a2c7"&gt;L&lt;/font&gt;e e vero &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;un fiume che si &lt;font color="#b2a2c7"&gt;Li&lt;/font&gt;bera ne&lt;font color="#b2a2c7"&gt;L&lt;/font&gt; mare &lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qua&lt;font color="#b2a2c7"&gt;L&lt;/font&gt;cosa di te non mi basta mai &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;rende i miei sensi schiavi dei sogni tuoi &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sei qui &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;pronto a &lt;font color="#b2a2c7"&gt;Li&lt;/font&gt;berare i&lt;font color="#b2a2c7"&gt;L&lt;/font&gt; so&lt;font color="#b2a2c7"&gt;L&lt;/font&gt;e chiuso dentro me.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=left&gt;      &lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;Tempo di Sanremo.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;    Ogni tanto, tra ospiti internazionali, satira politica e i balletti delle vallette, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;       si può ascoltare anche un pò di (buona?) musica!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;    E così per rimanere in tema, nel nostro gruppo abbiamo usato la musica come spunto di riflessione...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;    E l'emozione che mi hanno provocato la musica e le parole di questa canzone &lt;font face="Courier New" color="#ffffff"&gt;mi ha tolto il fiato&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;    E allora vi posto direttamente il testo:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;       &lt;br&gt;      &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;L'alfabeto di tutti gli amanti comincia così &lt;br&gt;     Con parole che invano cercavi lontano da qui &lt;br&gt;     E gli uccelli che scendono a bere dall'immensità &lt;br&gt;     Hanno il volo fuggente e leggero della tua intimità &lt;br&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Questo è il tempo di vivere te &lt;br&gt;     Fino all'ultima parte di me &lt;br&gt;     E non chiedermi dove e perché &lt;br&gt;     Devi solo fidarti di me &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;     Oltre l'oro e l'avena dei campi nel cielo su noi &lt;br&gt;     L'assemblea delle stelle ci ascolta toccarle vorrei &lt;br&gt;     &lt;u&gt;E l'errore più grande a cui l'uomo può credere mai &lt;br&gt;&lt;/u&gt;     &lt;u&gt;É cercare lontano le cose che ha dentro di lui &lt;br&gt;&lt;/u&gt;     Questo è il tempo di vivere te &lt;br&gt;     Fino all'ultima parte di me &lt;br&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Perché il mondo ha deluso anche te &lt;br&gt;      Ora devi fidarti di me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    &lt;/strong&gt; (L'alfabeto degli amanti. M. Zarrillo)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;          &lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/20/alfabetodituttigliamantuz0.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br&gt;      &lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;     Una stupenda canzone d'amore...un invito alla fiducia nell'altro...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;     ma io ho cercato di andarci più a fondo...a &lt;u&gt;leggere anche qualcos'altro &lt;/u&gt;in queste stupende parole.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;     Quale tempo se non questo della Quaresima può essere più adatto per &lt;font face="Courier New" color="#ffffff"&gt;Vivere LUI&lt;/font&gt;?!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;    Per sentirci vicini a Cristo, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;     &lt;font face="Courier New" color="#ffffff"&gt;così tanto da poterlo toccare, così tanto da poterne ascoltare la voce&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;    &amp;quot;fuggente e leggera&amp;quot; come il volo degli uccelli  &amp;quot;che scendono dall'immensità&amp;quot;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;    &amp;quot;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ccc1d9"&gt;Fino all'ultima parte di me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;quot;... con ogni atomo del nostro corpo, con ogni vibrazione della nostra anima&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;     Senza chiedere nulla, senza voler sapere il dove e il perchè...&lt;strong&gt;dobbiamo solo fidarci di Lui&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;     Perchè il mondo che ci delude ogni giorno &lt;font face="Courier New" color="#ffffff"&gt;è lo stesso mondo&lt;/font&gt; che ha deluso Lui duemila anni fa&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;     Lo stesso mondo che lo ha rinnegato e lo rinnega ancora&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;     Quello stesso che lo mise in croce e lo rimette in croce oggi.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;     &lt;font face="Courier New" color="#ffffff"&gt;Senza dover cercare lontano&lt;/font&gt;...  tutte le risposte sono dentro di noi, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;     Le parole sono già nella nostra bocca...c'è solo bisogno di farle uscire...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;     L'amore è già nel nostro cuore, &lt;u&gt;bisogna solo avere il coraggio di donarlo&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ccc1d9"&gt;                                                                                                            _Gen@&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=2&gt;                                &amp;quot;&lt;font color="#00ccff"&gt;A un passo dal possibile...a un passo da te..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#00ccff" size=2&gt;                   Paura di decidere...paura di me;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#00ccff" size=2&gt;                   di tutto quello che non so, di tutto quello che non ho...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#00ccff" size=2&gt;                   Eppure &lt;font color="#99ccff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sentire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, nei fiori tra l'asfalto...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#00ccff" size=2&gt;                   nei cieli di cobalto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#00ccff" size=2&gt;                                    c'è...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#00ccff" size=2&gt;                                     &lt;font color="#99ccff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...un senso di te.&amp;quot;  &lt;img src="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pjzF2-RYhxRWQr8QNiwBaK-5XyDO5ybCE-RVNjjJY6_HwB7wGeZmIeCh_XdnkZ2svdVUBPQnDLQh0F7p0jy2fRxBDWQA4OMFOl3EXQdPTgmE"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
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&lt;address&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#99ccff" size=2&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/address&gt;
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&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#99ccff" size=2&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                  &lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=2&gt;Domenica sera...in macchina...per due minuti non abbiamo quasi respirato&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=2&gt;...ogni parola sembrava superflua difronte a questa poesia in musica...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=2&gt;abbiamo solamente &amp;quot;&lt;u&gt;sentito&lt;/u&gt;&amp;quot; fino in fondo ogni nota...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=2&gt;per un attimo...le mitiche 4 hanno solamente pensato ai loro &amp;quot;&lt;u&gt;sogni in fondo a un pianto&lt;/u&gt;&amp;quot;...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=2&gt;io...a quanto sarebbe stato bello averlo lì accanto a me...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" size=2&gt;Poi vabbè finita la magia siamo ritornate a dire le nostre abituali cretinate!!ahahahahahah!!!!Ma vi amo di bene lo stesso...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size=2&gt;                                                                            &lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; Gena&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img src="http://shared.live.com/VIf!VWmJbs6tK-ObyYk28Q/emoticons/heart.gif"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#8080c0" size=2&gt;Lunedì sera,durante il consiglio d'AC, ho avuto una discussione piuttosto accesa con delle persone con cui ho dovuto avere a che fare per parecchi anni...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#8080c0" size=2&gt;per troppi anni.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#8080c0" size=2&gt;Non sto qui a spiegare però mi chiedo:&amp;quot;Perchè la gente decide di vivere nella mediocrità e vuole trascinarci anche gli altri?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#8080c0" size=2&gt;Perchè una ragazza di vent'anni (ma anche di trenta, di quaranta ,etc...) deve accontentarsi della feccia che si trova davanti e non provare ad andare oltre?&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
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&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#8080c0" size=2&gt;Poi manco a farlo apposta ieri mi son trovata nell'mp3 una delle mie canzoni preferite....&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#8080c0" size=2&gt;e mi si è accesa una scintilla...&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#8080c0" size=2&gt;Cavolo!..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#8080c0"&gt;io non mi arrendo&lt;/font&gt;...non mi accontento...Voglio continuare a sognare...a volare alto...&lt;/strong&gt;e mi sono detta:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff80ff"&gt;                    &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff80ff"&gt;                     &amp;quot;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;NON FERMARTI, VAI AVANTI&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff80ff"&gt;                              &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size=4&gt;VIVI I &lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;em&gt;SOGNI&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff80ff" size=2&gt;           &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size=2&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font color="#cc99ff"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
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&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#8080c0" size=2&gt;E così vi posto il testo della canzone dedicandola a tutti voi e al mio dolce Luigi: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#8080c0" size=2&gt;&amp;quot;Cuginè...ieri ascoltandola ho pensato a te!!Ti amo di bene e lo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#8080c0" size=2&gt;sai...&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;                                    &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;                                                          Gena&lt;img src="http://shared.live.com/VIf!VWmJbs6tK-ObyYk28Q/emoticons/heart.gif"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
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&lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff80ff"&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt; C'e' che sento il bisogno totale di far le valigie ed andare  Staccare la spina e partire .Dai non prendere impegni stasera : &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;la vita ce l'hai tra le mani .&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Non serve aspettare domani! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff80ff" size=2&gt;Ci viene incontro questo nuovo mondo che ci sta parlando;se &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;stiamo insieme uniti &lt;/font&gt;per la pelle non andiamo a fondo :&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Apri le orecchie &lt;/font&gt;sentirai cos'e'  Il mondo che non c'e' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff80ff" size=2&gt; (...)Tu mi hai fatto solletico al cuore ,è esploso il mio contatore .Mi piaci perche' sei geniale. Si sei bella anche quando ti svegli ,sei giusta tra i miei mille sbagli ,con i tuoi sorrisi mi abbagli . &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff80ff" size=2&gt;Ci gira intorno questo strano mondo &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;fatto di progetti ...&lt;/font&gt;Senza le regole i telefonini pantaloni rotti &lt;br&gt; Prova a sbirciare e vedrai che e' li' Il mondo che non c'e' &lt;br&gt;                              &lt;strong&gt;Non fermarti vai avanti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff80ff" size=2&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                    Hai davanti il mondo che non c'e' &lt;br&gt;                    Godi i giorni vivi i sogni &lt;br&gt;                    Hai davanti il mondo che non c'e' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff80ff" size=2&gt; Il mondo che non c'e' &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;e' li di fronte a te&lt;/font&gt; . Dai non e' poi cosi' complicato !&lt;br&gt;  Il mondo ce l'han regalato :&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;sta a noi trasformarlo incantato &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#ff80ff"&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;Ci gira intorno questo nuovo mondo  Il mondo che non c'è &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;
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&lt;address&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Handwriting, Cursive" color="#cc99ff" size=1&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;QUI IL TESTO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=7856793805454829050&amp;page=RSS%3a+VIVI+I+SOGNI!!!&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=genagenar.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=genagenar"&gt;</description><comments>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!1253.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!1253.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 16:22:26 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>12</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!1253/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!1253.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-03-29T21:02:46Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>...e adesso...?</title><link>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!1114.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:"&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;                                      &lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img411.imageshack.us/img411/1023/mangabacio204adl0.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Non stupirti amica mia lontana se dopo una vita io ti chiamo è soltanto che stasera piove come quella sera che quel treno ti ha portata via ti avessi preso la mano alla stazione sarebbero uscite le parole Son cresciuto più cattivo affamato di ideali forse anche per non pensare a te Piove piove sui cortei della polizia... C'era quella comunione, c'era quella religione ora tutto è morto intorno a noi Ma adesso, chi ci difende adesso? con questo temporale che ci ha incontrato e perso adesso, non c&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt; Non stupirti amica mia lontana se dopo una vita io ti chiamo&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                      è soltanto che stasera &lt;font color="#ffcc99"&gt;piove &lt;/font&gt;come quella sera che quel treno ti ha portata &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc99"&gt;via&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                           &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;ti avessi preso la mano &lt;/font&gt;alla stazione&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                           sarebbero uscite le parole&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                           Son cresciuto più cattivo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                           affamato di ideali&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                      forse anche per non pensare a te&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                      Piove &lt;font color="#ffcc99"&gt;piove&lt;/font&gt; sui cortei della polizia...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                      C'era quella comunione, c'era quella religione&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                     ora &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc99"&gt;tutto è morto intorno a noi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                     Ma adesso, chi ci difende adesso?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                     con questo temporale che ci ha incontrato e perso&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                     adesso, non c'è più niente adesso&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                     te lo direi che ho freddo, che ho paura e che &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;ti ho sempre amata&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                         Ma adesso quanto mi machi adesso&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                       Amore, amore, amore &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;perchè non ce lo siamo detto&lt;/font&gt;?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                       Adesso che &lt;font color="#ffcc99"&gt;non si sogna&lt;/font&gt; adesso         &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                       che nn si scrive più sui muri&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                        che &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc99"&gt;non si ha più voglia di cambiare&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                                     all'uscita tu non eri mai da sola&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                           con le tue amiche intorno come dighe&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                               mi giuravo di avvicinarti, chiuso in bagno a masturbarmi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;non sei mai cambiata dentro me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                    No, non sto pensando a chi ti è accanto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                                 ma non senti come sta piovendo?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                          &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt; ti avessi stretta in quel portone&lt;/font&gt; invece di pensare al come&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                  e quel tempo chi ce lo ridà?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                            Ma adesso, &lt;font color="#ffcc99"&gt;chi ci difende adesso&lt;/font&gt;?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                    amore, amore mio quanto tempo abbiamo perso&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                            adesso, che tutto ormai è diverso&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                            ed &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc99"&gt;ogni fede affonda&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                            e nei giornali è la vergogna&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                       ma adesso come fa male adesso&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                    io te lo giuro ti darei tutto me stesso&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                            adesso&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                            che nn si sogna adesso&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;                                     te lo direi perchè al telefono io nn parlavo mai...adesso...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;    Ricordi...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;questa canzone ieri sera...da sola...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Ho sentito che il cuore si spezzava dinuovo...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc99"&gt;Grazie Zarrillo&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;'è più niente adesso te lo direi che ho freddo, che ho paura e che ti ho sempre amata Ma adesso quanto mi machi adesso Amore, amore, amore perchè non ce lo siamo detto? Adesso che non si sogna adesso che nn si scrive più sui muri che non si ha più voglia di cambiare all'uscita tu non eri mai da sola con le tue amiche intorno come dighe mi giuravo di avvicinarti, chiuso in bagno a masturbarmi non sei mai cambiata dentro me No, non sto pensando a chi ti è accanto ma non senti come sta piovendo? ti avessi stretta in quel portone invece di pensare al come e quel tempo chi ce lo ridà? Ma adesso, chi ci difende adesso? amore, amore mio quanto tempo abbiamo perso adesso, che tutto ormai è diverso ed ogni fede affonda e nei giornali è la vergogna ma adesso come fa male adesso io te lo giuro ti darei tutto me stesso adesso che nn si sogna adesso te lo direi perchè al telefono io nn parlavo mai...adesso... &lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/8585/mangabacio2032bp0.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=7856793805454829050&amp;page=RSS%3a+...e+adesso...%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=genagenar.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=genagenar"&gt;</description><comments>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!1114.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!1114.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 12:49:49 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>12</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!1114/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!1114.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-07-25T20:42:11Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Un medico     (De Andrè)</title><link>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!507.entry</link><description>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=3&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pjzF2-RYhxRWQr8QNiwBaK8vZi_r4WDPoa0ZElsYjNHmPfjiMh5XxfRDuHY0oUVx02lF9sxcsQogHVq894SK4-hReHBgdfJGau8h1upPM-8E"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=3&gt;&lt;em&gt;Da bambino volevo guarire i ciliegi &lt;br&gt;quando rossi di frutti li credevo feriti &lt;br&gt;la salute per me li aveva lasciati &lt;br&gt;coi fiori di neve che avevan perduti. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Un sogno, fu un sogno ma non durò poco &lt;br&gt;per questo giurai che avrei fatto il dottore &lt;br&gt;e non per un dio ma nemmeno per gioco: &lt;br&gt;perché i ciliegi tornassero in fiore, &lt;br&gt;perché i ciliegi tornassero in fiore. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;E quando dottore lo fui finalmente &lt;br&gt;non volli tradire il bambino per l'uomo &lt;br&gt;e vennero in tanti e si chiamavano &amp;quot;gente&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;ciliegi malati in ogni stagione. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;E i colleghi d'accordo i colleghi contenti &lt;br&gt;nel leggermi in cuore tanta voglia d'amare &lt;br&gt;mi spedirono il meglio dei loro clienti &lt;br&gt;con la diagnosi in faccia e per tutti era uguale: &lt;br&gt;ammalato di fame incapace a pagare. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;E allora capii fui costretto a capire &lt;br&gt;che fare il dottore è soltanto un mestiere &lt;br&gt;che la scienza non puoi regalarla alla gente &lt;br&gt;se non vuoi ammalarti dell'identico male, &lt;br&gt;se non vuoi che il sistema ti pigli per fame. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;E il sistema sicuro è pigliarti per fame &lt;br&gt;nei tuoi figli in tua moglie che ormai ti disprezza, &lt;br&gt;perciò chiusi in bottiglia quei fiori di neve, &lt;br&gt;l'etichetta diceva: elisir di giovinezza. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;E un giudice, un giudice con la faccia da uomo &lt;br&gt;mi spedì a sfogliare i tramonti in prigione &lt;br&gt;inutile al mondo ed alle mie dita &lt;br&gt;bollato per sempre truffatore imbroglione &lt;br&gt;dottor professor truffatore imbroglione. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://tkfiles.storage.msn.com/x1pjzF2-RYhxRWQr8QNiwBaK8vZi_r4WDPoa0ZElsYjNHmPfjiMh5XxfRDuHY0oUVx02lF9sxcsQogHVq894SK4-hReHBgdfJGau8h1upPM-8E"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr height="8"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tkfiles.storage.live.com&amp;#47;y1p14XHdwhSu5q4ancVVC3uylp7KnCBeJbq1CjYQ7mLwTZ2Xsc-mDxd6A"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;6D08F056C79FE5FA&amp;#33;893&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=7856793805454829050&amp;page=RSS%3a+Un+medico+++++(De+Andr%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=genagenar.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=genagenar"&gt;</description><comments>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!507.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!507.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Dec 2006 12:25:54 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://genagenar.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!507/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!507.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-01-06T19:53:29Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>...quante cose che nn sai di me...</title><link>http://genagenar.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!6D08F056C79FE5FA!320.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#cc99ff" size=3&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ieri ascoltavo questa canzone e sognavo...e pensavo...&amp;quot;Quante cose che nn sai di me e che nn puoi sapere...quante cose da portare nel viaggio insieme&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;C’è un principio di magia fra gli ostacoli del cuore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;Che si attacca volentieri fra una sera che non muore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;E una notte da scartare come un pacco di natale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;C’è un principio di ironia nel tenere coccolati i pensieri più segreti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;E trovarli già svelati e a parlare ero io&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quante cose che non sai di me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quante cose che non puoi sapere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quante cose da portare nel viaggio insieme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;C’è un principio di allegria fra gli ostacoli del cuore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;Che mi voglio meritare anche mentre guardo il mare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mentre lascio naufragare un ridicolo pensiero&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quante cose devi meritare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;C’è un principio di energia che mi spinge a dondolare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" color="#ff99cc" size=2&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fra il mio dire e il mio fare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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