{"id":927,"date":"2026-01-22T18:55:25","date_gmt":"2026-01-22T18:55:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.soniaziccardi.com\/?page_id=927"},"modified":"2026-10-26T05:34:59","modified_gmt":"2026-10-26T05:34:59","slug":"driade","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.soniaziccardi.com\/en\/discografia\/driade\/","title":{"rendered":"Driade"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Driade<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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Sonia Ziccardi<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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Sonia Ziccardi – voce
Vittorio Solimene – piano, rhodes
Alessandro Bintzios – contrabbasso
Federico Chiarofonte – batteria
Gabriel Marciano – sax alto<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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  1. Capital Sins<\/a><\/li>
  2. Someone Better<\/a><\/li>
  3. The ceiling of my room<\/a><\/li>
  4. Abuse<\/a><\/li>
  5. Daddy<\/a><\/li>
  6. Flying Birds<\/a><\/li>
  7. In the haze<\/a><\/li>
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    Capital Sins<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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    Env\u2026 I don\u2019t
    Env\u2026 I don\u2019t prove it
    Synonym my sign
    Synonym is floating<\/p>

    Lust, but I don\u2019t
    Lust, but I don\u2019t prove it
    Sloth is mine sometimes
    Greed is faraway<\/p>

    Envy, envy
    Envy, envy<\/p>

    Wrath, but I don\u2019t
    Wrath but I don\u2019t prove it
    Angry looks sometimes
    Gluttony is better<\/p>

    Pride I do
    Pride I proved it
    Ghost is near sometimes
    He said us: \u201cForget him!\u201d<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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    Someone Better<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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    Sacrifice is my life\u2019s teacher
    And I love tonight.
    All my life, you need someone better
    Oh I, You are better than me.<\/p>

    And I\u2019ve learned, that you burn memories.
    When you\u2019ve flown in the sky, all my life\u2026
    All my life, you need someone better
    All my life, you need someone better\u2026<\/p>

    Satisfy is my life\u2019s teacher
    And I love tonight.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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    Adagio<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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    Guardarsi nel vuoto
    del mondo
    cadere da altopiani,
    aprire il paracadute
    e salvarsi.<\/p>

    Guardarsi nel pieno
    degli anni
    cadere e non voltarsi.<\/p>

    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\u2019et\u00e0 mi suggerisce.<\/p>

    Piccola bimba
    che di minuto rimane
    il ricordo e
    qualche foto appena\u2026<\/p>

    Ti lascio adagio
    nella culla della poesia
    coccolata dal dono
    di parole gentili.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/details>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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    The ceiling of my room<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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    The ceiling of my room
    is black and empty.
    The ceiling of my room
    is full of thoughts of you.<\/p>

    The secret of your soul
    is little known.
    But, every single note
    is looking for your way to love.<\/p>

    Your goodbye is a kiss,
    every night look at this.
    Your image is clear to me,
    so goodbye my love.<\/p>

    The beauty of your eyes
    is like the ocean,
    inhaling all the stars
    for swimming into
    your way to move\u2026
    So, goodbye my love
    Goodbye my love.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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    Di Libert\u00e0<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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    Sentiero di baci prolungati,
    sentore di mani amate,
    lascio andare il respiro
    e accolgo te:<\/p>

    sacra foresta
    che ogni mio tacito passo
    proteggi
    e ne fai sapore di terra.<\/p>

    Protendo le radici,
    mi libro indifesa
    di libert\u00e0 reduce<\/p>

    lascio andare la muta
    e accolgo te,
    mio delicato amore.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/details>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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    Abuse<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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    For you I sigh,
    when december backs in town.
    Waiting, I close my eyes
    and in my dreams you\u2019re out
    of real life, of reality.
    I\u2019m afraid of your hands on me\u2026<\/p>

    Minimal, minimal, minimal elements
    Minimal, minimal, minimal elements
    Minimal, minimal, minimal elements
    An abuse, an abuse, an abuse
    Minimal, minimal elements,
    a minimal element.<\/p>

    Hey boy, I\u2019m a survivor. Weren\u2019t we together?
    Flown, flat, in the grass. Weren\u2019t we together?
    Wine, crime are divine. Weren\u2019t we together?<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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    Donna, forse<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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    Tu
    donna labile,
    maneggiata senza cura
    orchestrata da mani bramose
    e imprevedibili.<\/p>

    Tu
    marionetta senza fili,
    immobile, inerme, senza via d\u2019uscita,
    placcata da ossessivi ricordi
    che scaraventano nel baratro.<\/p>

    Tu
    donna superstite,
    sfuggita alla bruta presa
    di quegli artigli di bestie feroci.<\/p>

    Tu
    donna fugace,
    pronta al dissolvimento etereo,
    languido nella forma, gelido nell\u2019aria.<\/p>

    Affonda come neve sui loro corpi
    e brucia le loro ceneri.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/details>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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    Daddy<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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    Daddy, I forgot my chance
    crying on your bloody hand,
    give me all your greatest strength,
    waiting for a loving friend (x3)
    who\u2019ll save you. (x2)<\/p>

    Bro, I didn\u2019t 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)<\/p>

    Mama, I need to see your eyes
    God is playing with some dice.
    It\u2019s one of his favorite vice
    \u201cWhat do you want: a death or life?\u201d (x3)
    Need to save you. (x2)<\/p>

    Daddy, I remember that:
    \u201cWas it mine or your last chance?\u201d
    Send a bye or forever end.
    Now you\u2019re here in heaven, dad.
    Now you\u2019re here with Angel, Alf.
    Now you\u2019re near to Angel Alf,
    who\u2019ll save you. (x2)<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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    Neanche un caff\u00e8<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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    In sordina gli ideali,
    <\/span>un avamposto di speranza,
    l\u2019albeggiare languido
    delle possibilit\u00e0\u2026<\/p>

    Il via vai della corriera
    e la valigia di cartone
    nel fondo del bicchierino
    di caff\u00e8 che, tra i ricordi,
    mi sovviene.<\/p>

    La divisa riaffiora
    e richiamo all\u2019ordine
    la Gentilezza,
    Io che posso!<\/p>

    Nello scorrere naturale
    delle cose,
    punteggio le alte vie
    senza neanche un caff\u00e8.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/details>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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    Flying Birds<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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    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\u2026<\/p>\n

    Everyone, everyone
    everyone I need.
    Look at me and you\u2019ll see
    all my love for you and I want to be\u2026<\/p>\n

    While you\u2019re running to escape route
    storm is chasing you.
    Love is waiting,
    I am waiting for you\u2026<\/p>\n

    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\u2026<\/p>\n

    A bird\u2026
    Fly for you, fly as a bird,
    free as a bird.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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    Secreta<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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    Non trovo pace.
    Quanto vorrei che l\u2019amore
    mi sfiorasse appena.<\/p>

    Odo lamenti,
    uno strazio di voci confuse
    volteggia in senso antiorario
    e, caotico, non lascia la presa.<\/p>

    Il mio cranio una botola segreta
    e secreta \u00e8 la scelta del d\u00ec.<\/p>

    Proteggi, oh cervelliera,
    le mie membra oramai insipide.
    Assorbi la morte,
    inietta la luce.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/details>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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    In the haze<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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    Remember who you are!
    Weather starts to slap you.
    Don\u2019t hide into a lair!
    Move your first few steps
    like Fred Astaire.<\/p>\n

    Dance with charm
    Dance on the floor
    Dance stumbling on\u2026<\/p>\n

    Continue to resist!
    Tell him what\u2019s your crying need.
    Some love is in the air,
    rest your dance by sitting on a chair.<\/p>\n

    Dance with charm
    Dance on the floor
    Dance stumbling on\u2026<\/p>\n

    I\u2019m the Queen of the Sun
    Throne, crown
    and rummage through the ruins.
    Try to find the best part of
    this strange new Mars.<\/p>\n

    Dance in this haze!
    Dance, sure, you\u2019re safe!<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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    Two Seasons<\/h3>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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    Winter is coming for us
    And you know it\u2019s better.
    Summer runs away from the Earth
    And it is so clever!<\/p>

    Stressful weather!<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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