Driade
Driade
Sonia Ziccardi
Sonia Ziccardi – voce
Vittorio Solimene – piano, rhodes
Alessandro Bintzios – contrabbasso
Federico Chiarofonte – batteria
Gabriel Marciano – sax alto
Capital Sins
Env… I don’t
Env… I don’t prove it
Synonym my sign
Synonym is floating
Lust, but I don’t
Lust, but I don’t prove it
Sloth is mine sometimes
Greed is faraway
Envy, envy
Envy, envy
Wrath, but I don’t
Wrath but I don’t prove it
Angry looks sometimes
Gluttony is better
Pride I do
Pride I proved it
Ghost is near sometimes
He said us: “Forget him!”
Someone Better
Sacrifice is my life’s teacher
And I love tonight.
All my life, you need someone better
Oh I, You are better than me.
And I’ve learned, that you burn memories.
When you’ve flown in the sky, all my life…
All my life, you need someone better
All my life, you need someone better…
Satisfy is my life’s teacher
And I love tonight.
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Adagio
Guardarsi nel vuoto
del mondo
cadere da altopiani,
aprire il paracadute
e salvarsi.
Guardarsi nel pieno
degli anni
cadere e non voltarsi.
Signorina, piccola bimba
che di bimba non hai
assaporato le dolcezze,
ti chiedo perdono
per continuare a cadere
e non riuscire a rialzarti
con la forza di donna
che l’età mi suggerisce.
Piccola bimba
che di minuto rimane
il ricordo e
qualche foto appena…
Ti lascio adagio
nella culla della poesia
coccolata dal dono
di parole gentili.
The ceiling of my room
The ceiling of my room
is black and empty.
The ceiling of my room
is full of thoughts of you.
The secret of your soul
is little known.
But, every single note
is looking for your way to love.
Your goodbye is a kiss,
every night look at this.
Your image is clear to me,
so goodbye my love.
The beauty of your eyes
is like the ocean,
inhaling all the stars
for swimming into
your way to move…
So, goodbye my love
Goodbye my love.
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Di Libertà
Sentiero di baci prolungati,
sentore di mani amate,
lascio andare il respiro
e accolgo te:
sacra foresta
che ogni mio tacito passo
proteggi
e ne fai sapore di terra.
Protendo le radici,
mi libro indifesa
di libertà reduce
lascio andare la muta
e accolgo te,
mio delicato amore.
Abuse
For you I sigh,
when december backs in town.
Waiting, I close my eyes
and in my dreams you’re out
of real life, of reality.
I’m afraid of your hands on me…
Minimal, minimal, minimal elements
Minimal, minimal, minimal elements
Minimal, minimal, minimal elements
An abuse, an abuse, an abuse
Minimal, minimal elements,
a minimal element.
Hey boy, I’m a survivor. Weren’t we together?
Flown, flat, in the grass. Weren’t we together?
Wine, crime are divine. Weren’t we together?
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Donna, forse
Tu
donna labile,
maneggiata senza cura
orchestrata da mani bramose
e imprevedibili.
Tu
marionetta senza fili,
immobile, inerme, senza via d’uscita,
placcata da ossessivi ricordi
che scaraventano nel baratro.
Tu
donna superstite,
sfuggita alla bruta presa
di quegli artigli di bestie feroci.
Tu
donna fugace,
pronta al dissolvimento etereo,
languido nella forma, gelido nell’aria.
Affonda come neve sui loro corpi
e brucia le loro ceneri.
Daddy
Daddy, I forgot my chance
crying on your bloody hand,
give me all your greatest strength,
waiting for a loving friend (x3)
who’ll save you. (x2)
Bro, I didn’t know your pain
spending all my time in rain.
Bring me to the moon and back
waiting for our loving care (x3)
need to save you. (x2)
Mama, I need to see your eyes
God is playing with some dice.
It’s one of his favorite vice
“What do you want: a death or life?” (x3)
Need to save you. (x2)
Daddy, I remember that:
“Was it mine or your last chance?”
Send a bye or forever end.
Now you’re here in heaven, dad.
Now you’re here with Angel, Alf.
Now you’re near to Angel Alf,
who’ll save you. (x2)
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Neanche un caffè
In sordina gli ideali,
un avamposto di speranza,
l’albeggiare languido
delle possibilità…
Il via vai della corriera
e la valigia di cartone
nel fondo del bicchierino
di caffè che, tra i ricordi,
mi sovviene.
La divisa riaffiora
e richiamo all’ordine
la Gentilezza,
Io che posso!
Nello scorrere naturale
delle cose,
punteggio le alte vie
senza neanche un caffè.
Flying Birds
Flying birds, flying birds
with their wings, they fly.
In the sky, every word
is free to fly for you and I want to be…
Everyone, everyone
everyone I need.
Look at me and you’ll see
all my love for you and I want to be…
While you’re running to escape route
storm is chasing you.
Love is waiting,
I am waiting for you…
Flying birds, flying birds
with their wings, they fly.
In the sky, every word
is free to fly for you and I want to be…
A bird…
Fly for you, fly as a bird,
free as a bird.
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Secreta
Non trovo pace.
Quanto vorrei che l’amore
mi sfiorasse appena.
Odo lamenti,
uno strazio di voci confuse
volteggia in senso antiorario
e, caotico, non lascia la presa.
Il mio cranio una botola segreta
e secreta è la scelta del dì.
Proteggi, oh cervelliera,
le mie membra oramai insipide.
Assorbi la morte,
inietta la luce.
In the haze
Remember who you are!
Weather starts to slap you.
Don’t hide into a lair!
Move your first few steps
like Fred Astaire.
Dance with charm
Dance on the floor
Dance stumbling on…
Continue to resist!
Tell him what’s your crying need.
Some love is in the air,
rest your dance by sitting on a chair.
Dance with charm
Dance on the floor
Dance stumbling on…
I’m the Queen of the Sun
Throne, crown
and rummage through the ruins.
Try to find the best part of
this strange new Mars.
Dance in this haze!
Dance, sure, you’re safe!
Two Seasons
Winter is coming for us
And you know it’s better.
Summer runs away from the Earth
And it is so clever!
Stressful weather!
