here you go! link to song: http://www.megaupload.com/?d=SECSBCSY
translated lyrics:
The useless ones Paolo Vallesi
There's another humanity, That won't leave laws and monuments Behind them; People fated to lose, And no one will sing about Their fails. Men at God's and unhappiness' mercy, That never leave them: Needles in haystacks, Hidden between the people that pass by.
They are the useless ones, People unable to live; The ones that don't show teeth and muscles, And sooner or later will surrender. They are the useless ones, The most true and most humble ones; The ones we'll never find In magazines or parades, Even though they love each day way more than we do.
And they keep going on this way, Resigned to accept everything Just to keep going. They're condemned to get deluded Of being in a movie, Finally loved. Men at dreams' and melancholy's mercy, That will never truly grow up: Dwarfs against troubles, Even though they have giants' hearts.
They are the useless ones, People fated to get lost, With too many bruises on their souls. They simply stopped defending themselves, And sooner or later will get sick of it all, Because the useless ones Are lonely and fragile; They will never get medals or trophies, Even though they love each day Way more than we do.
All the useless ones Will win, sooner or later, But they'll never know it, And we'll never be able to enter In their private heaven.
*sniffles* I adore this singer. Almost all of his song are desperate, and they actually sting, but they are so damn deep and beautiful, God.
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Date: 2008-10-27 11:54 am (UTC)link to song: http://www.megaupload.com/?d=SECSBCSY
translated lyrics:
The useless ones
Paolo Vallesi
There's another humanity,
That won't leave laws and monuments
Behind them;
People fated to lose,
And no one will sing about
Their fails.
Men at God's and unhappiness' mercy,
That never leave them:
Needles in haystacks,
Hidden between the people that pass by.
They are the useless ones,
People unable to live;
The ones that don't show teeth and muscles,
And sooner or later will surrender.
They are the useless ones,
The most true and most humble ones;
The ones we'll never find
In magazines or parades,
Even though they love each day way more than we do.
And they keep going on this way,
Resigned to accept everything
Just to keep going.
They're condemned to get deluded
Of being in a movie,
Finally loved.
Men at dreams' and melancholy's mercy,
That will never truly grow up:
Dwarfs against troubles,
Even though they have giants' hearts.
They are the useless ones,
People fated to get lost,
With too many bruises on their souls.
They simply stopped defending themselves,
And sooner or later will get sick of it all,
Because the useless ones
Are lonely and fragile;
They will never get medals or trophies,
Even though they love each day
Way more than we do.
All the useless ones
Will win, sooner or later,
But they'll never know it,
And we'll never be able to enter
In their private heaven.
*sniffles* I adore this singer. Almost all of his song are desperate, and they actually sting, but they are so damn deep and beautiful, God.