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Vasco Rossi - Splendida Giornata (Beautiful Day) - live

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San Siro (soccer...max. capacity:81,277.....In 2003 Vasco held 4 or 5 concerts day after day and they were all sold out) Stadium - Milan, Italy 2003

 

 

 

 

 

 

Doesn't matter if  it's OVER
doesn't matter if my  THROAT is burned (OR NOT)
what really matters is that  it's been
 A WONDERFUL DAY
A WONDERFUL DAY
extra-spoiled, very much lived  with NO TRUCE
A WONDERFUL DAY
ALWAYS WITH  HEART IN  my THROAT
until evening will come

doesn't matter  if it's  OVER
doesn't matter  WHETHER OR NOT  it was  MY LIFE
what really  COUNTS is  THAT it  HAS BEEN
A FANTASTIC DAY ....SOFT

A WONDERFUL DAY
ALWAYS BEGINNING WITH A SHY  DAWN
A WONDERFUL DAY
HOW MANY FEELINGS OR EMOTIONS DO YOU WANT
THEN AT THE END IT WILL KNOCK YOU OUT

doesnt matter IF IT'S  OVER
doesn't matter IF MY THROAT IS BURNED OR NOT
doesn't matter IF IT LASTED
WHAT REALLY MATTERS IS THAT'S BEEN

A WONDERFUL DAY
VERY MUCH LIVED, VERY MUCH SPOILED , dazed
A WONDERFUL DAY
ALWAYS WITH THE SUN IN MY FACE UP TO EVENING
AND THAT THE EVENING WILL BE ...AGAIN

 

 

 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vasco_Rossi

 

 

Saw him twice.....Good shows

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Meaning "well done" addressing his ex woman...sarcastically

 

 

 

 

 

You  did notice me
almost by accident
almost by chance you've decided then
to  commit a little sin
when you managed to make me fall
with your  black stockings logic
you wanted to make a fool of me
you wanted to have fun

 

 

and you wanted to see
to which  extent  you could get
Up to what point you could humiliate me
Up to what point you'd be able to even change me
and you managed to make me believe that
you were innerly clean
while in actuality you  were playing only
I hope you had fun

 
 

well, it's too bad, you know
I was  pure back then
back then  I could have even maybe loved you
for  real
and now instead I don't believe anymore

I don't  believe in anything
and I won't risk  my life anymore
for nobody and for nothing

 

 

Well, you were good  at love - making, you know
seemed like you were born to do it
I remember well
I remember well
I remember well
I remember it well

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SALLY WALKS DOWN THE STREET
WITHOUT EVEN LOOKING AT THE ROAD
SALLY IS A WOMAN WHO DOESN’T FEEL LIKE ARGUING ANYMORE
SALLY HAS PUT UP WITH TOO MUCH
SALLY HAS ALREADY SEEN
WHAT CAN COLLAPSE ON YOU
SALLY HAS ALREADY BEEN PUNISHED
FOR EVERY DISTRACTION, FOR EVERY WEAKNESS
FOR EVERY GENTLE CARESS
GIVEN NOT TO FEEL THE BITTERNESS
LISTEN TO THE RAIN OUTSIDE
WHAT A BEAUTIFUL NOISE

 

SALLY WALKS DOWN THE STREET CONFIDENTLY
WITHOUT THINKING ABOUT ANYTHING
BY NOW SHE LOOKS AT PEOPLE
WITH INDIFFERENT EYES
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE THOSE MOMENTS
WHEN A GLANCE COULD MOVE YOU
WHEN LIFE WAS EASIER
AND ONE COULD EAT STRAWBERRIES TOO
BECAUSE LIFE IS A THRILL THAT RUNS OFF
IT’S ALL AN EQUILIBRIUM ABOVE MADNESS
ABOVE MADNESS
LISTEN TO THE RAIN OUTSIDE
WHAT A BEAUTIFUL NOISE

 

BUT MAYBE SALLY THIS IS THE VERY POINT OF YOUR WANDERING
MAYBE YOU DO HAVE TO FEEL A BIT BAD
MAYBE AT THE END OF THIS SAD STORY
SOMEONE WIILL FIND THE COURAGE
TO DEAL WITH GUILTY FEELINGS
AND WIPE THEM OUT OF THIS JOURNEY
IN ORDER TO LIVE EVERY MOMENT
IN ITS EVERY COMPLEXITY
AND AS IF IT WAS THE LAST

SALLY WALKS DOWN THE STREET LIGHTLY
IT’S NIGHT BY NOW
THE STREET LAMPS ARE TURNED ON
EVERYONE RUSHES HOME IN FRONT OF THE TELEVISION


AND THEN A THOUGHT CROSSES HER MIND
MAYBE LIFE WASN’T ALL A WASTE
MAYBE SOMETHING CAN BE SAVED
MAYBE IT WASN’T ALL WRONG
MAYBE THAT’S HOW IT HAD TO BE
MAYBE
BUT MAYBE
MAYBE YES

WHAT CAN I SAY?
WHAT A BEAUTIFUL NOISE

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Living

 

 

 

 

 

 

Living
it's been a long time
Living!
it's a timeless memory
Living
it's  a little like wasting time
Living ..... and Smiling! .......

Living!
it's been a long time
Living!
it's a timeless memory
Living!
it's  a little like wasting time
Living .... Smiling about troubles
the way  you've never done before
And then  thinking that tomorrow will always be
better
Today I have no time
Today I want to Stay Off!

Living!
And hoping to feel better
Living
And never be happy
Living
just like waving in the wind  always
Living! ...... just like laughing!

Living!
Even if you're dead inside
Living!
And you have to be always happy!
Living!
it's like  a commandment
Living ..... or Surviving ....
without getting discouraged ever
And fighting and struggling against everything,
Against! .....
Today I have no time
Today I want to Stay Off!

Living (Living)
And hoping to feel better
Living (Living)
And never be happy
Living (Living)
And  waving in the wind  always at
Living ..... and smiling at  trouble
Just like you've never done
And  thinking that tomorrow will always be
Better!!

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