Un testo al giorno

[milli1979]

Originariamente inviato da F12
bellissima... ankora mijore la kover dei PAY

conosco!

[Pugaciov]

Blind Guardian - Banish From Sanctuary

In deserts I was preaching
The hand of God was with me
Baptized with water and I praised
The one who came behind me
To save us all with the holy ghost
A prophet of the fools I've been lost
I'm sure you're there wandering around
But do you care for me
I'm alone
You talk of love not for me
In my dungeon cold I could think about
All the things you've said
But I can't understand you famous son

I left the way of heaven
Or did you lead me from it

No No turning back
I'm banished from Sanctuary
The darkness in me is filling me with pain
There's no way to turn back for eternity

In shadows I'm walking
And caught in loneliness
Deliverance I wait for but how long?
Are you the one who should come
Show me the light in you
Or should we wait for someone?
Another!

No No turning back
I'm banished from Sanctuary
The darkness in me is filling me with pain
There's no way to turn back for eternity

Your reich should come to this world
Your way smoothed by my blood, friend
My might will decrease but you'll get
High, yes so much higher
Be careful of the rats, friend
Cause they'll never sleep
Before they catch you, too
The blind can see the sun
Cripples walk alone
The deaf can hear my words
They believe just believe
They believe in me
Look! The signs are near
To perform my task
To perform my way
To perform the way I walked
The way of the crucifix

I hear the hangman coming
I wait for execution

No No turning back
I'm banished from Sanctuary
The darkness in me is filling me with pain
There's no way to turn back for eternity

[Hero]

Cerrone - Je Suis Music


We all feel the pain
is it necessary
when we feel the pain
Better stay together
music is the way
to relieve the pressure
Music all the way
do you get the message?
(repeat many times)

Chante-moi
Je suis music

[Northern Antarctica]

M.O.D. - Thrash or Be Thrashed

(dedicata a tutti quelli che ai concerti metal stanno fermi impalati senza pogare)

I've seen enough
I just can't take it
Why don't you mosh
Or have an epileptic fit
You stand there like you're at a parade
Call this your scene
But you're the one who betrayed
Got your feet glued to the floor
Just there and thrashed some more
You're the fuckup, a dick to the extreme
It's people like you who make me want to scream

Thrash or be thrashed!

[kikino]

Non so che viso avesse, neppure come si chiamava
con che voce parlasse, con quale voce poi cantava
quanti anni avesse visto allora, di che colore i suoi capelli
ma nella fantasia ho l'immagine sua,
gli eroi sono tutti giovani e belli
gli eroi sono tutti giovani e belli
gli eroi sono tutti giovani e belli.

Conosco invece l'epoca dei fatti, qual'era il suo mestiere:
i primi anni del secolo, macchinista, ferroviere
I tempi in cui si cominciava la guerra santa dei pezzenti
sembrava il treno anch'esso un mito di progresso,
lanciato sopra i continenti
lanciato sopra i continenti
lanciato sopra i continenti.

E la locomotiva sembrava fosse un mostro strano
che l'uomo dominava con il pensiero e con la mano
ruggendo si lasciava indietro distanze che sembravano infinite
sembrava avesse dentro un potere tremendo,
la stessa forza della dinamite
la stessa forza della dinamite
la stessa forza della dinamite.

Ma un'altra grande forza spiegava allora le sue ali
parole che dicevano: "gli uomini sono tutti uguali"
e contro ai re e ai tiranni scoppiava nella via
la bomba proletaria, ed illuminava l'aria
la fiaccola dell'anarchia
la fiaccola dell'anarchia
la fiaccola dell'anarchia.

Un treno tutti i giorni passava per la sua stazione
un treno di lusso, lontana destinazione
vedeva gente riverita, pensava a quei velluti, agli ori
pensava al magro giorno della sua gente attorno,
pensava un treno pieno di signori
pensava un treno pieno di signori
pensava un treno pieno di signori.

Non so che cosa accadde, perché prese la decisione
forse una rabbia antica, generazioni senza nome
che urlarono vendetta, gli accecarono il cuore
dimenticò pietà, scordò la sua bontà,
la bomba sua la macchina a vapore
la bomba sua la macchina a vapore
la bomba sua la macchina a vapore.

E sul binario stava la locomotiva
la macchina pulsante sembrava fosse cosa viva
sembrava un giovane puledro che appena liberato il freno
mordesse la rotaia con muscoli d'acciaio,
con forza cieca di baleno
con forza cieca di baleno
con forza cieca di baleno.

E un giorno come gli altri, ma forse con più rabbia in corpo
pensò che aveva il modo di riparare a qualche torto
salì sul mostro che dormiva, cercò di mandar via la sua paura
e prima di pensare a quel che stava a fare,
il mostro divorava la pianura
il mostro divorava la pianura
il mostro divorava la pianura.

Correva l'altro treno ignaro, quasi senza fretta
nessuno immaginava di andare verso la vendetta
ma alla stazione di Bologna arrivò la notizia in un baleno:
notizia di emergenza, agite con urgenza,
un pazzo si è lanciato contro il treno
un pazzo si è lanciato contro il treno
un pazzo si è lanciato contro il treno.

Ma corre corre corre corre la locomotiva
e sibila il vapore, sembra quasi cosa viva
e sembra dire ai contadini curvi, quel fischio che si spande in aria
fratello non temere che corro al mio dovere
trionfi la giustizia proletaria
trionfi la giustizia proletaria
trionfi la giustizia proletaria.

E corre corre corre corre sempre più forte
e corre corre corre corre verso la morte
e niente ormai può trattenere l'immensa forza distruttrice
aspetta sol lo schianto e poi che giunga il manto
della grande consolatrice
della grande consolatrice
della grande consolatrice.

La storia ci racconta come finì la corsa
la macchina deviata lungo una linea morta
con l'ultimo suo grido di animale la macchina eruttò lapilli e lava
esplose contro il cielo, poi il fumo sparse il velo
lo raccolsero che ancora respirava
lo raccolsero che ancora respirava
lo raccolsero che ancora respirava.

Ma a noi piace pensarlo ancora dietro al motore
mentre fa correr via la macchina a vapore
e che ci giunga un giorno ancora la notizia
di una locomotiva come una cosa viva,
lanciata a bomba contro l'ingiustizia
lanciata a bomba contro l'ingiustizia
lanciata a bomba contro l'ingiustizia

[coldd]

Rammstein - Rein raus

Ich bin der Reiter
Du bist das Ross
Ich steige auf
Wir reiten los
Du stöhnst
Ich sag dir vor
Ein Elefant im Nadelöhr

Rein, raus

Ich bin der Reiter
Du bist das Ross
Ich hab den Schlüssel
Du hast das Schloß
Die Tür geht auf
Ich trete ein
Das Leben kann so prachtvoll sein

Rein, raus

Tiefer, tiefer
Sag es! Sag es laut!
Tiefer, tiefer
Ich fühl mich wohl in deiner Haut
Und tausend Elefanten brechen aus

Der Ritt war kurz
Es tut mir leid
Ich steige ab
Hab keine Zeit
Muß jetzt zu den andren Pferden
Wollen auch geritten werden

Rein, raus

Rein (tiefer)
Raus (tiefer)

Traduzione:

In out

I am the rider
You are the horse
I climb up
We ride free
You groan
I tell you in front of
An elephant in the eye of the needle

In [and] out

I am the rider
You are the horse
I have the key
You have the lock
The door opens
I go in
[Oh], life can be so wonderful

In out

Deeper, deeper
Say it! Say it loud!
Deeper, deeper
I feel myself well within your skin
And a thousand elephants break out!

The ride was short
I am sorry
I climb off
[i] have no time
Must now go to the other horses
[Because] they also want to be ridden

In out

In (deeper)
Out (deeper)

[thotgor]

Un bel testo "leggero"...

Talking Heads - uh uh, love comes to town.



Wait, wait for the moment to come
Stand up, stand up and take my hand
Believe, believe in mystery
Love love love love is simple as 1-2-3

I’m a know-it-all, I’m smartest man around
That’s right, you learn real fast through the smartest girl in town
Here come a riddle, here come a clue
If you were really smart, you’d know what to do
When...

Jump back, sit back, get back, relax
It’s ok
I’ve called in sick I won’t go to
Work today
I’d rather be with the
One I love
I neglect my duties, I be in trouble but

I’ve been to college, I’ve been to school
I’ve met the people that you read about in books
Here come a riddle, here come a clue
If you were really smart you’d know what to do when I say
Jet pilot gone out of control, ship captain on the ground
Stock broker make a bad investment when love has come to town

Where, where is my common sense?
How...did I get in a jam like this?
Believe, I believe in mystery
Love, love love love is simple as 1-2-3

Here come a riddle, here come a clue
If you were really smart, you’d know what to do when I say
Why am I going out of my head, whenever you’re around?
The answer is obvious, love has come to town

[milli1979]

dato il mio umore, in questo periodo che molti sanno (vedi thread di ieri) ecco il testo del giorno...


ANCORA AD ODIARE - SUBSONICA


Che non aveva faccia questo lo sapevo
Ed il suo inutile stare lo immaginavo
Ma non pensavo di arrivare ad odiarlo.

E dietro grandi sorrisi io lo sapevo
E mascheravo il suo fare
Io mascheravo il suo fare.

Sia maledetto il giorno che ,sia maledetto il giorno che
In mezzo a tanta gente ho perso la mia strada.

Che in occhi avidi Dentro ad occhi avidi
Ho visto un senso di colore più violento.

Gridando forte più forte al vento
Gridando una, 10 volte 100
Sono riuscito ANCORA AD ODIARE
Sono riuscito a farmi del male

ANCORA AD ODIARE
A farmi del male.

Che non aveva faccia questo lo sapevo
Ed il suo inutile stare Lo immaginavo
Ma non pensavo di arrivare ad odiarlo.

E dietro grandi sorrisi io lo sapevo
E mascheravo il suo fare
Io mascheravo il suo fare.

Intanto forte più forte al vento
Gridando una,10 volte 100
Sono riuscito ANCORA AD ODIARE
Intanto forte più forte al vento
Gridando una,10 volte 100
Sono riuscito a farmi del male

ANCORA AD ODIARE
A farmi del male.

Che non aveva faccia questo lo sapevo
Ed il suo inutile fare Lo immaginavo.

Intanto forte più forte al vento
Gridando una,10 volte 100
Sono riuscito ANCORA AD ODIARE
Sono riuscito a farmi del male

ANCORA AD ODIARE
A farmi del male

[buglis]

Sick of It All - Step Down

In the underground, integrity lies within
in the underground, image doesn't mean a thing
when the substance lacks it's plain for all to see
if the deal is right then respect is where it should be.
For the fakes and frauds it's a fucking fashion show
total compromise will have them sell their soul.
all the negative all the useless influence
all the emptiness all the violent detriment
makes no sense...
Please have more to give than fashion and images
please have more to give than fashion and images
Caught up in a trap of media crap that's no way to live
Caught up in a trap of media crap so little to give
Caught up in a trap of media crap that's no way to live
Caught up in a trap of media crap so little to give
In the underground, integrity lies within
in the underground, image doesn't mean a thing
we can do away with this negativity
it's a golden day we can force them to stepdown

[Eddie666]

Tears Of The Dragon (Balls To Picasso - Bruce Dickinson)


For too long now, there were secrets in my mind
For too long now, there were things I should have said
In the darkness...i was stumbling for the door
To find a reason - to find the time, the place, the hour

Waiting for the winter sun, and the cold light of day
The misty ghosts of childhood fears
The pressure is building, and I can’t stay away

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

Where I was, I had wings that couldn’t fly
Where I was, I had tears I couldn’t cry
My emotions frozen in an icy lake
I couldn’t feel them until the ice began to break

I have no power over this, you know I’m afraid
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I’m slipping away...

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

Slowly I awake, slowly I rise
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I’m slipping away...

I throw (I throw)
Myself (myself)
Into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face (to face)
The fear (the fear)
I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

I throw (I throw)
Myself (myself)
Into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face (to face)
The fear (the fear)
I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

[SkunkWorks 68]

....Soft Machine - Moon in June....

....On a dilemma between what I need and what I just want
Between your thighs I feel a sensation
How long can I resist the temptation?
I've got my bird, you've got your man
So who else do we need, really?

Now I'm here, I may as well put my other hand in yours
While we decide how far to go and if we've got time to do it now
And if it's half as good for you as it is for me
Then you won't mind if we lie down for a while, just for a while
Till all the thing I want is need
You are the thing I are, I knew

I want you more than ever now
We're on the floor, and you want more, and I feel almost sure
That cause now we've agreed, that we got what we need
Then all the thing us needs is wanting

I realized when I saw you last
We've been together now and then
From time to time - just here and there
Now I know how it feels from my hair to my heels
To have you haunt the horns of my dilemma
- Oh! Wait a minute! -

Over - Up - Over - Up - ... Down
Down - Over - Up - Over - ... Up

Living can be lovely, here in New York State
Ah, but I wish that I were home
And I wish I were home again - back home again, home again

There are places and people that I'm so glad to have seen
Ah, but I miss the trees, and I wish that I were home again
Back home again

The sun shines here all summer
Its nice cause you can get quite brown
Ah, but I miss the rain - ticky tacky ticky
And I wish that I were home again - home again, home again...

Living is easy here in New York State
Ah, but I wish that I were home again

Just before we go on to the next part of our song
Let's all make sure we've got the time
Music-making still performs the normal functions -
background noise for people scheming, seducing, revolting and teaching
That's all right by me, don't think that I'm complaining
After all, it's only leisure time, isn't it?

Now I love your eyes - see how the time flies
She's learning to hate, but it's just too late for me
It was the same with her love
It just wasn't enough for me
But before this feeling dies
Remember how distance can tell lies!

You can almost see her eyes, is it me she despises or you?
You're awfully nice to me and I'm sure you can see what her game is
She sees you in her place, just as if it's a race
And you're winning, and you're winning
She just can't undertsand that for me everything's just beginning
Until I get more homesick
So before this feeling dies, remember how distance tells us lies..

[edivad82]

Kai Tracid - 4 Just 1 Day

For just one day
I wanna break all regoulations,
because we all go the same way,
and we all pass the same stations.

For just one day
I wanna feel totally free,
no responsabilities,
just everything is O.K.

No desires,
just surviving is the key,
for just one day
I wanna ignore our senseless fate,
colours are victorious over the grey,
stop to get controlled by the state.

For just one day
I wanna forget the value of money and gold,
I wanna live my way
and lose my inhibition threshold

[ally]

...L'arcobaleno

Io son partito poi cosi d'improvviso
che non ho avuto il tempo di salutare
istante breve ma ancora piu breve
se c'e una luce che trafigge il tuo cuore

L'arcobaleno e il mio messaggio d'amore
puo darsi un giorno ti riesca a toccare
con i colori si puo cancellare
il piu avvilente e desolante squallore

Son diventato sai il tramonto di sera
e parlo come le foglie d'aprile
e vivro dentro ad ogni voce sincera
e con gli uccelli vivo il canto sottile
e il mio discorso piu bello e piu denso
esprime con il silenzio il suo senso

Io quante cose non avevo capito
che sono chiare come stelle cadenti
e devo dirti che e un piacere infinito
portare queste mie valige pesanti



Mi manchi tanto amico caro davvero
e tante cose son rimaste da dire
ascolta sempre e solo musica vera
e cerca sempre se puoi di capire

Son diventato sai il tramonto di sera
e parlo come le foglie d'aprile
e vivro dentro ad ogni voce sincera
e con gli uccelli vivo il canto sottile
e il mio discorso piu bello e piu denso
esprime con il silenzio il suo senso

Mi manchi tanto amico caro davvero
e tante cose son rimaste da dire
ascolta sempre e solo musica vera
e cerca sempre se puoi di capire
ascolta sempre e solo musica vera
e cerca sempre se puoi di capire
ascolta sempre e solo musica vera
e cerca sempre se puoi di capire...

[trecca]

Gigi D'Agostino - Amorelettronico

you still close, when somebody says
and i want to you not by your way,
and you tell me this time
nowhere I go i'm not by your side,

time after time after time
never you used it control by my side,
never you made and you tell me goodbye
you are my side, you are my soul
you never talk

()
when you tell when somebody says
never used to talk i feel this way,
never your set my side
you are my choice and we fly away,
somebody saw that way
used to control other side by your type,
never you say it, but i feel is the same
aaaaare
your are my land and my soul
nobody nobody nobody
()

nobody nobody nobody
you still close, when somebody says
and i want to you not at your way,
and you tell me this time
nowhere I go i'm not by your side,
time after time after time
never you use it to control by my side,
never you made and you tell me goodbye
you are my side, you are my soul
you never told

()

nobody nobody nobody

[Euridice]

Artista: Elisa
Album: Pearl Days
Titolo: The Waves



I’ll get away, get in the car
I’ll reach the shore before sunrise
And I’ll watch the moon and stars
I’ll tell them everything about us

I left last night
I reached the shore
Trying to find everything I lost
In a thousand waves
A million waves
Still, somewhere I am sure

That I will see your face
I will see you there

Morning sun
Before you will rise
Before you’ll come and shine again on us
Let me find, let me find, let me find

Some comfort in the night
Cause I didn’t find what I’ve lost
I’ve reached the shore
And nothing ever changed
In a thousand waves
A million waves
Oh still I look for love

And all I see is your face
So I come back home to you

I bleed but I’m choosing you again
I’m done but I’m ready to begin

Io andrò via, andrò in macchina
cercherò il litorale prima dell'alba
e guarderò la luna e le stelle
e dirò loro tutto (su) di noi

ho lasciato l'ultima notte
ho cercato il litorale
cercando di trovare tutto quello ke avevo perso
in 1000 onde
un milione di onde
ancora, in qualche luogo sio sono sicura

che io vedrò la tua faccia
ti vedrò là

sole del mattino
prima che tu sorga
prima di venire e splendere ancora su noi
lasciami trovare x3

un conforto nella notte
Perché io non potevo trovare quello che avevo perso
Ho cercato il litorale

e niente mai cambiò in 1000 onde
un milione di onde
oh, sto ancora cercando l’amore

e tutto quello che vedo è il tuo volto
così torno a casa da te
io piango ma ti sto scegliendo ancora
io ho fatto ma sono pronta a iniziare

[Northern Antarctica]

Stormtroopers of Death - Rock You Like an Hurricane (Tribute to the Scorpions)

You're Bald!

[edivad82]

Tiromancino - Per Me E' Importante

Le incomprensioni sono così strane
sarebbe meglio evitarle sempre
per non rischiare di aver ragione
ché la ragione non sempre serve.
Domani invece devo ripartire
mi aspetta un altro viaggio,
e sembrerà come senza fine
ma guarderò il paesaggio...

Sono lontano e mi torni in mente
t’immagino parlare con la gente...

Il mio pensiero vola verso te
per raggiungere le immagini
scolpite ormai nella coscienza
come indelebili emozioni
che non posso più scordare
e il pensiero andrà a cercare
tutte le volte che ti sentirò distante
tutte le volte che ti vorrei parlare
per dirti ancora
che sei solo tu la cosa
che per me è importante...

Mi piace raccontarti sempre
quello che mi succede,
le mie parole diventano nelle tue mani
forme nuove colorate,
note profonde mai ascoltate
di una musica sempre più dolce
o il suono di una sirena
perduta e lontana.

Mi sembrerà di viaggiare io e te
con la stessa valigia in due
dividendo tutto sempre.
Normalmente....

[SkunkWorks 68]

Bob Dylan - Simple Twist Of Fate

..They sat together in the park
As the evening sky grew dark,
She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bones.
'Twas then he felt alone and wished that he'd gone straight
And watched out for a simple twist of fate.

They walked along by the old canal
A little confused, I remember well
And stopped into a strange hotel with a neon burnin' bright.
He felt the heat of the night hit him like a freight train
Moving with a simple twist of fate.

A saxophone someplace far off played
As she was walkin' by the arcade.
As the light bust through a beat-up shade where he was wakin' up,
She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate
And forgot about a simple twist of fate.

He woke up, the room was bare
He didn't see her anywhere.
He told himself he didn't care, pushed the window open wide,
Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate
Brought on by a simple twist of fate.

He hears the ticking of the clocks
And walks along with a parrot that talks,
Hunts her down by the waterfront docks where the sailers all come in.
Maybe she'll pick him out again, how long must he wait
Once more for a simple twist of fate.

People tell me it's a sin
To know and feel too much within.
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
She was born in spring, but I was born too late
Blame it on a simple twist of fate....

[SkunkWorks 68]

...Me l'ha fatta venire in mente Thotgor....non c'è che dire....un testo simile non si discute
Bob Dylan - Sad-Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands

...With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,
Oh, who among them do they think could bury you?
With your pockets well protected at last,
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass,
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass,
Who among them do they think could carry you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace,
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace,
And your basement clothes and your hollow face,
Who among them can think he could outguess you?
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims,
And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns,
Who among them would try to impress you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss,
And you wouldn't know it would happen like this,
But who among them really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug,
And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs,
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs,
Who among them do you think could resist you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
To show you the dead angels that they used to hide.
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
Oh, how could they ever mistake you?
They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm,
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm,
And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms,
How could they ever, ever persuade you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row,
And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go,
And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show,
Who among them do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold,
And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul,
Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?....

[SkunkWorks 68]

..The Beatles - Strawberry Fields Forever

....Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out, it doesn't matter much to me.
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.

No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low.
That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right, that is I think it's not too bad.
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Always, no sometimes, think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.
I think I know I mean a 'Yes' but it's all wrong, that is I think I disagree.
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.....