Let me love you like a woman – Lana Del Rey

I come from a small town, how about you?
I only mention it ‘cause I’m ready to leave LA
And I want you to come
Eighty miles North or South will do
I don’t care where as long as you’re with me
And I’m with you and you let me

Let me love you like a woman
Let me hold you like a baby
Let me shine like a diamond
Let me be who I’m meant to be
Talk to me in poems and songs
Don’t make me be bittersweet
Let me love you like a woman
Let me hold you like a baby
Let me hold you like a baby

I come from a small town far away
I only mention it ‘cause I’m ready to leave LA
And I want (need) you to come
I guess I could manage if you stay
It’s just if you do I can’t see myself having any fun, so

Let me love you like a woman
Let me hold you like a baby
Let me shine like a diamond
Let me be who I’m meant to be
Talk to me in songs and poems
Don’t make me be bittersweet
Let me love you like a woman
Take you to infinity
Let me love you like a woman (let me hold you like a baby)
Take you to infinity
Let me love you like a woman (let me hold you like a baby)
Take you to infinity

We could get lost in the purple rain
Talk about the good old days
We could get high on some pink champagne
Baby, let me count the waves

Let me love you like a woman
Let me hold you like a baby
Let me shine like a diamond
Let me be who I’m meant to be
Talk to me in songs and poems
Don’t make me be bittersweet
Let me love you like a woman

Crazy for You – Lana Del Rey

Been getting high on my own in my Los Angeles home
I feel bad about it
Got rid of all of my friends, I’m cutting all my loose ends
I feel bad about it

But I can’t stop loving you
No, I can’t stop loving you

I’ve gone crazy for you
Crazy for you, crazy for you
I’ve gone crazy for you
Crazy for you, crazy for you

Well, I’ve been thinking ‘bout you but I wake up next to him
I feel bad about it
I feel like quitting my job, making this whole party end
I feel bad about it

But I can’t stop cutting loose
(What you gonna do? What you gonna do?)
(What you wanna do? What you wanna do?)
No, I can’t stop cutting loose
(What you gonna do? What you gonna do?)
(What you wanna do?)

I’ve gone crazy for you
Crazy for you, crazy for you
I’ve gone crazy for you
Crazy for you, crazy for you

There are angels in the sky
Who am I? Who am I?
There are violets in your eyes
Li-la-lie, li-la-lie

Well, I’ve been dreaming ‘bout you but I’ve been singing with him
I feel bad about it
Been trying all my new clothes to go out dancing
I feel bad about it

But I can’t stop loving you
(What you gonna do? What you gonna do?)
(What you wanna do? What you wanna do?)
No, I can’t stop loving you
(What you gonna do? What you gonna do?)
(What you wanna do?)

I’ve gone crazy for you
Crazy for you, crazy for you
I’ve gone crazy for you
Crazy for you, crazy for you
I’ve gone crazy for you

Dragonslayer – Lana Del Rey

She is a Spanish señorita
Her eyes are green and her heart is gold
You have a vision, you’d like to meet her
And so you’re walking down that road to the sea

You hear a lot of things about her
Her reputation’s widely known
The people talk but that don’t matter
Because to you she feels like home
You feel free because

She’ll never bring you down
You’re hot, then she’ll bring you water
She wears a flower crown
She is the people’s daughter
She’s holy, holy
Maria’s prayer, the dragonslayer
She’s fighting fire by the sea

She is a Spanish la Lolita
Her eyes are green and her dress is gold
She is a siren, la femme Nikita
Her children young but her soul is old
She feels free

She’ll never bring you down
You’re tired, she’ll bring you water
She’ll never leave this town
She is the father’s daughter
She’s holy, holy
Maria’s prayer, the dragonslayer
She’s fighting fire by the sea
Maria’s prayer, if you should see her
Give her my best wishes for me

Holy, dragonslayer
These troubled waters
They don’t mean nothing to you
Patron saint of troubled daughters
Hold your light and you have it true
Because you’re holy, you’re holy
Holy, holy, you’re holy, holy

Mariah’s prayer, the dragonslayer
She’s fighting fire by the sea
Mariah’s prayer, if you should see her
Give her my best wishes for me

#PiccoleStoriediAmore

Ultimo giorno dell’anno 2022. Tutto è ancora immerso nel Silenzio, nella pace e serenità. E’ l’alba da poco e sono pochi quelli che come me sono venuti al mare ad assaporarne l’odore, il profumo, i colori, la mitezza e la serenità. Infonde sicurezza questo mare calmo, un lenzuolo di seta e i vlluto che sembra essere tutt’uno con il cielo azzurro. Nessun punto di cucitura, nessuno strappo. E anhe le nuvole appaiono come sospese. Il tempo rallenta ogni fine dell’anno, e anche quest’anno è così. Sarà perhè il contrasto con il trambusto di uomini e donne, di bambini e anziani, a cui si assiste durane le feste del periodo natalizio, adesso all’alba sembrano soltanto un flebile ricordo lontano. E così in questo piccolo angolo di mondo vengo a ricordarmi di tutto ciò che ho vissuto e che ho provato durante l’anno. Porto tutti i miei sentimenti e mi sento in pace con me stesso per aver sempre speso il mio tempo per cercare di migliorare me stesso e chi mi è stato accanto, cerco di dimenticare i piccoli dispiaceri, i nemici e accettare tutto ciò che è stato. Un Anno passato, trascorso, è come un viaggio dove può accaderci di tutto. E nel Cuore, in fondo al Cuore lasci soltanto i ricordi belli, le buone sensazioni che mi hanno regalato tutti quelli che mi hanno voluto del bene. E anche a Voi che mi leggete, Vi porto nel Cuore, Tutti quanti. E Vi Auguro un Anno migliore, Sereno, di Pace e di Gioia immensa che inondi il Vostro Cuore.

Giuseppe La Mura dic 2022
testo: copyright legge 22 Aprile 1941 n°633
photo: Giuseppe La Mura (Golfo di Napoli – vista dalla Costiera Sorrentina)

Collateral – The Midnight

Glimpse of us – Joji

She’d take the world off my shoulders
If it was ever hard to move
She’d turn the rain to a rainbow
When I was living in the blue
Why then, if she is so perfect
Do I still wish that it was you?
Perfect don’t mean that it’s working
So what can I do? (Ooh)

When you’re out of sight
In my mind

‘Cause sometimes I look in her eyes
And that’s where I find a glimpse of us
And I try to fall for her touch
But I’m thinking of the way it was
Said I’m fine and said I moved on
I’m only here passing time in her arms
Hoping I’ll find
A glimpse of us

Tell me he savors your glory
Does he laugh the way I did?
Is this a part of your story?
One that I had never lived
Maybe one day you’ll feel lonely
And in his eyes, you’ll get a glimpse
Maybe you’ll start slipping slowly
And find me again

When you’re out of sight
In my mind

‘Cause sometimes I look in her eyes
And that’s where I find a glimpse of us
And I try to fall for her touch
But I’m thinking of the way it was
Said I’m fine and said I moved on
I’m only here passing time in her arms
Hoping I’ll find
A glimpse of us

Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh

‘Cause sometimes I look in her eyes
And that’s where I find a glimpse of us
And I try to fall for her touch
But I’m thinking of the way it was
Said I’m fine and said I moved on
I’m only here passing time in her arms
Hoping I’ll find
A glimpse of us

Condividi:

Cammino tra le gente,

Guardo nei loro occhi cristallini,

Riflessi di vetrine, oggetti, regali,

Vedo paure, ansie, sconfitte,

Dolori silenziosi e trasparenti agli occhi sfuggenti degli altri.

E poi vedo sorrisi freddi, vestiti indossati per l’occasione.

E mentre guardo i loro volti,

Mi addentro nei loro pensieri,

Nei loro desideri.

Mi fermo tra i miei pensieri,

Aspetto che mi passino davanti,

Sono treni veloci,

Non si fermano alla stazione.

Fa male più deli altri questo Natale,

Sento il freddo dentro,

Anno dopo anno,

Seno il peso degli anni,

Devo incendiare i ricordi nel Cuore,

Gettare legna nel camino,

Pescando dal passato

Per sentirmi addosso,

Di quanto fosse bello l’Amore,

Chiuso nel calore d’un abbraccio.

Giuseppe La Mura dic 2022
testo: copyright legge 22 Aprile 1941 n°633
photo: Web

I couldn’t Love You more – Sade

I couldn’t love you more
If time was running out
I couldn’t love you more
Oh, right now, baby

Oh, right now, baby

Take me by the hand, come on
Be my darling, be the one
I wouldn’t want to lay or ever love with another
If everyone in the world
Could give me what I wanted
I wouldn’t want for more than I have, hey
I couldn’t love you more if I tried

Couldn’t love you more, boy
Couldn’t love you more, boy

‘Cause darling, I’m on your side
I really am on your side
My love, I’m on your side
Oh, right now, baby

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I couldn’t love you more, boy
Stay exactly how you are, yeah, yeah
I couldn’t love you more, boy
I couldn’t love you more
I couldn’t love you more, boy
Stay exactly how you are, yeah, yeah
I couldn’t love you more, boy
Couldn’t love you more

If everyone in the world (on your side)
Would give me their treasure (on your side)
I would not want for more (on your side)
Than I have right now (oh, right now, baby)

Condividi:

Arriva il giorno,

Come un treno lento della notte,

Arriva e si ferma in stazione,

La Luce s’accende un pò alla volta,

I pensieri stropicciati restano ancora sul letto,

Tra le bianche lenzuola.

Emergono emozioni dal fondo del mare,

Salgono in superficie dolcemente,

Dal torpore della mente,

E s’infilano nei battiti del Cuore.

Il desiderio di Te,

E’ come le spume del mare,

Arrivano nel petto,

S’adagiano sulla pelle calda,

E le mani sono come i raggi del sole,

Cercano Te,

Per illuminarti d’Amore.

Giuseppe La Mura dic 2022
testo: copyright legge 22 Aprile 1941 n°633
photo: Web

Condividi:

Salivamo su,

Per le scale di corsa,

Mano nella mano,

Col Cuore che era già li in camera,

E l’Anima oltre quel piano,

Più in là del settimo cielo.

Chiudevamo la porta,

E il silenzio era rotto soltanto dai suono dei baci,

Delle labbra prese a morsi,

Dei corpi nudi e caldi,

Divorati come mele rosse d’estate,

Addentate dalla fame,

Dalla passione.

Ci promettemmo che fosse solo sesso,

Quel nostro incontrarsi,

Fondersi l’uno nell’altro,

Due pezzi di burro al sole.

Senza complicarsi oltre l’esistenza.

Ma non dimenticherò mai l’Amore,

Che scrivevo in silenzio sotto al tuo petto,

E che resterà solo,

Tra le lenzuola bianche,

In quell’anonimo letto.

Giuseppe La Mura dic 2022
testo: copyright legge 22 Aprile 1941 n°633
photo: Web