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La mia Vita (fa) :-)

A te, la " mia Vita (fa) "  che dovrebbe passare di qui stasera, almeno così mi hai detto... , va un saluto speciale, un forte abbraccio in nome dei vecchi tempi !!!  Grazie per tutti i bei momenti che abbiamo condiviso !!! E smettila di farmi piangere, una volta tanto ;-)
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Nino no nacido

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When I lose faith you take my hand

video:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=fvwp&v=soSb8S6iaO0&NR=1 testo di The way di Bruce Springsteen tratto da  http://www.paroly.com/it/b/bruce-springsteen-lyrics/the-way-lyrics/traduction/ The way your heart beats when I hold you tight  The way you sigh when we kiss goodnight  The way the wind blows through the trees  Well hey, that's the way you belong to me  The way you warm me baby when I'm cold  The way you make me want you body and soul  The way the rivers run to the sea  Well hey, that's the way you belong to me  The way you soothe me when I'm in pain  The way you make the blood rush in my veins  The way the winds rush through the trees  Well hey, that's the way you belong to me  When I lose faith you take my hand  The way you make me feel like I'm a man  The way the sun belongs to the sea  Well hey, that's the way you belong to me  The way you make me feel like I belong  And if I could girl though I know it'd be wrong  I&#

Mi sono imbattuto in cuori diventati di pietra

video:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fkEU3JjNARs&feature=relmfu tratto da:  http://www.airdave.it/traduzione-testo-we-take-care-of-our-own-bruce-springsteen-19227/ We Take Care Of Our Own - Bruce Springsteen i've been knockin' on the door, there's ... of throne  i've been lookin' for the map that leads me home  i've been stumblin' on good hearts turned to stone  those good intentions have gone dry as bone  we take care of our own  we take care of our own  wherever this flag's flown  we take care of our own  from chicago to new orleans  from the muscle to the bone  from the shotgun shack to the superdome  we needed help but the cavalry stayed home,  there ain't no-one hearing the bugle blown  we take care of our own  we take care of our own  wherever this flag's flown  we take care of our own  where's the eyes, the eyes with the will to see  where's the hearts, they run over with mercy  where's
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