Name: Fran Bellucci - SANTA MARINELLA by Fran Bellucci
Duration: 3 min 10 s
Description: Taken from the original sountrack of MDF50, a film by Francis Trinipet. It was originally in the memory of my mother, but eventually the sweet nostalgia turned out to be fitting for any tribute to lives unjustly cut short.

memories can only be built now...
(Panche Street candidate)

Fran Bellucci - BELLUCCIANA MAJESTIC (Instrumental beta)

just letting out some sound but it wants to be in Panche Street now... do u agree?

Fran Bellucci - Arongivadam

someone's at the door
dreamers who want more
they should share their lore
(come on) get up off the floor

life 
it's nora lie baby
lies
it's nora love baby

you get to be seen
sooner than it seems
ghost towns in your sleep
when your soul's beseiged

life
it's not a lie baby
life
it's not a lie baby

Fran Bellucci - Nora Lie

Music & Lyrics by Francis Trinipet. 
Performed by The Clericalz. 
Cap. Fede Stratofaster, Ph. D.: guitarz.
Francis Trinipet, Ph. D.: vocalz, Garageband drumloopz.
M° Fran Bellucci: keyz, synth bass, vocalz.
Florence, 2014.

THE CLERICALZ - Flirting with Failure

2-Part Piece Without A Pedal

SoBanal

I WOULD HAVE LOVED FOR YOU TO SEE
THAT IT WAS ME
WHO WANTED YOU BY MY SIDE

IT WOULD HAVE MADE YOU CRACK A SMILE
AND SAY
THE MAGIC IS ON OUR SIDE

SO, RECEIVE MY THANKFUL SILENT, BLINDLY TRUSTING 
FOLLY JOLLY LOVE

I WOULD HAVE WANTED YOU TO KNOW - 
YES EVEN THEN 
YOU NEVER WERE TRULY LOST

THEN AGES PASSED AND HERE I AM
STILL THINKING ABOUT YOU

SO RECEIVE MY THANKFUL, SILENT, BLINDLY TRUSTING FOLLY JOLLY LOVE

RECEIVE

Taken from the original sountrack of MDF50, a film by Francis Trinipet. It was originally in the memory of my mother, but eventually the sweet nostalgia turned out to be fitting for any tribute to lives unjustly cut short.

Maga Music

Fran Bellucci - SANTA MARINELLA

En el momento de elegir el camino
Sientes la duda como injusto castigo
A menudo los que se ven felices
Pagaron esa paz con su libertad

Pero tu no quieres esto, no
Temes que sea el último tren
Las tormentas te esperarán
Y te susurran, te susurran:

A perder. Aprende a perder.
A perder. Lo que tienes miedo de perder.

Mira tus ojos: tu llanto sostendran.
Mira tus manos: no podrán retener tus momentos.
Tu pecho doliente la ausencia contendrá
Y tus labios febriles repetiran por siempre 'Ojalá'

Miras a los que corren hoy a tu lado
Y deseas que se queden en vano.
El misterio del destino condena
A mirar hacia adelante sin pena

Y así, soñar no cuesta nada
Tal vez mañana el sueño no se vaya
Y si te toca realizarlo,
Escucha, te susurra, te susurra:

A perder. Aprende a perder.
A perder. Lo que tienes miedo de perder.

Mira tus ojos: tu hogar contemplarán.
Mira tus manos: no podrán detener a tu alma.
Tu pecho ardiente tu risa acunará
Y tus labios felices repetirán 'Ojalá.' 'Ojalá'...

Ojalá

grieg, cortazar, pirsig, poulenc, joplin and i are friends on the island of k.
since you're here... 
do stay!

Fran Bellucci - SANTA MARINELLA

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