Her old book...I'll always carry that love in me

This Old Book




Ti ricordo cara,
Che l'onestà costa cara
Perciò
Rimboccati le maniche e
Dimentica le scorciatoie.

Cosa pensavi fosse la vita
Un gioco all'infinito?
Stai scoprendo piano piano
Le vergogne dei nostri tempi

Documentati, conosci, impara
Ogni giorno metti a frutto le tue doti
Non cercare nel vendere il tuo corpo
La strada facile del successo.

Rimani quindi con la barra dritta e
Diffida delle amiche dai facili costumi
Portano disgrazie e guai continui

Cosa pensavi forse la vita
Un gioco nelle tue mani?
Nulla ci appartiene
Tutto verrà lasciato

Si,
forse le risposte dovrai cercarle nel tuo cuore
Son sicuro,
Non sbaglierai e sarai d'esempio anche
Per chi ti nutre

Dolorosamente scendi a compromessi
Faranno di te una donna migliore.




COMPROMISES


I remind you, dear,

That honesty is expensive

So

Roll up your sleeves and

Forget the shortcuts.


What did you think life was?

An endless game?

You're slowly discovering

The shame of our times.


Do your research, know, learn.

Put your talents to good use every day.

Don't try to sell your body.

The easy road to success.


So stay on the straight and narrow and

Be wary of friends with easy virtue.

They bring misfortune and constant trouble.


What did you think life was?

A game in your hands?

 Nothing belongs to us

Everything will be left


Yes,

perhaps you'll have to look for the answers in your heart

I'm sure,

You won't go wrong and you'll be an example too

For those who feed you

Painfully you compromise

They'll make you a better woman.






Compromessi.mp3

This one came from that place where everything is technically still working but only out of spite. It is the anthem for anyone who has ever held something together with caffeine, luck, and a silent prayer that no one asks a follow up question. It is the feeling of being the last semi-functional person in a collapsing system and deciding to just vibe through it because the universe has already overdrawn your emotional account.

I wrote this thinking about how we all keep showing up in places that feel like they should have been condemned years ago, yet somehow we still find a rhythm inside the ruin. It is like shrugging while the roof leaks and saying “yeah that tracks.”

"tickets out. tickets in... doesn't matter you're all late."
"please step away from the collapse and toward the vibes.
the end is now boarding."
"keep your expectations low, unlike my rent."
"mine keeps going up. the train does not."

clocked in for the graveyard shift again
conductor of a train that barely runs like my health plan
car three's a mosh pit, car seven's shooting sparks
corporate says "smile through it" after cutting my benefits in half
my uniform smells like broke and burnt coffee
every passenger's transcendent while I'm stitching the body
but hey, it's my shift keeping this coffin rolling
even if my life support's just spite and catastrophic coping

hold tight, hold strong
if the roof flies off, just vibe along
I'm overworked but still on track
final stop's the void, but I'm not paid enough to fact-check that

the end is now boarding
step inside, stop recording
the rails are gone, the void is roaring
I'm just here, half-dead, snoring
the end is now boarding
take a seat, stop imploring
life hits harder than this warning
I will drive this wreck till early morning

management says "boost morale" so I crank up the bass
guess that's cheaper than healthcare or a livable wage
passengers screaming "where we headed" with dread on their face
buddy, I'm three rent checks deep, I got negative say
just stay in your seat unless you wanna meet the void
I'm not filing that paperwork I'm basically unemployed
if this train derails that's between you and God's HR department
my union died in 08, my benefits went to Mars

hold tight, hold strong
if the lights cut out, you're stuck in the song
I'm wired, tired, barely intact
but I will keep this thing from breaking in half... probably

the end is now boarding
step inside, stop recording
the rails are gone, the void is roaring
I'm just here, half-dead, snoring
the end is now boarding
take a seat, stop imploring
life hits harder than this warning
I will drive this wreck till early morning

attention passengers
if you see flames, that is structural
if you see me crying, that is also structural
in the event of total collapse please follow the bass drop
it is more reliable than my direct deposit
management reminds you this is fine
we are tracking your experience for quality assurance
your feedback will be ignored
your existence will be monetized
thank you for your compliance

the end is now boarding
(please just get on)
step inside, stop imploring
(I can't help you. I'm union-less)
the rails are gone, the void is roaring
(we're all gonna die)
I'm just here, half-dead, snoring
(somebody wake me when capitalism ends)

thank you for riding
no refunds
no answers
no etas
definitely no pensions
your suffering has been recorded
please exit through the void
actually, there is no exit
this is the exit
you have been here the whole time
welcome aboard forever

The End Is Now Boarding

A New Tomorrow (Demo)

never switched

NATALE ALL’EUROCICLO DI SALE

[Verse] Nel cuore del Nord Tra neve e magia Eurociclo di Sale porta l’energia Cicli e motori Scintille nel vento Ogni sogno invernale prende movimento [Prechorus] Da ferramenta a officine Sportivi e palestre vicine [Chorus] Oh Eurociclo Sei Natale che brilla Tra luci e motori La gioia scintilla Per negozi e città Sei il dono speciale Eurociclo di Sale Il cuore del Natale [Verse 2] Babbo Natale ha cambiato il suo slittino Con biciclette pronte Dal design divino Articoli sportivi e luci da sogno Un Natale moderno Dal tocco di ingegno [Bridge] Campane che suonano Ruote che girano Scintille di festa che mai si fermano Dai gommisti ai negozi L’incanto si espande Eurociclo è qui Il Natale si grande [Chorus] Oh Eurociclo Sei Natale che brilla Tra luci e motori La gioia scintilla Per negozi e città Sei il dono speciale Eurociclo di Sale Il cuore del Natale
[Verse] Strada nebbiosa luci fredde sul Po In magazzino la magia non si ferma mai Tra scatoloni e pallet c è un piccolo show Gira il mondo gira il cuore e lo sai [Verse 2] Cicli appesi come renne nel cielo basso Motocicli lucidi sembrano astronavi al bar Ogni casco è una stella in un firmamento di stelle C è odore di benzina ma anche di dolce di pandoro nel piazzale [Prechorus] Chi ha detto che Babbo Natale arriva solo dal mare di neve ? Qui arriva coi furgoni pieni fin sopra al tetto [Chorus] Eurociclo Eurociclo di Sale un Natale speciale Si accende il capannone sembra un presepe globale Eurociclo Eurociclo di Sale che spettacolo vitale Dalle valli fino a Milano gira un augurio cordiale [Verse 3] Cavi elettrici che sembrano liane nel gelo Prese e lampade che fanno giorno anche di notte Ogni scintilla è un pensiero che vola in cielo E la ciabatta elettrica sembra un trenino che va da se [Verse 4] Palle da basket roootolano tra gli scaffali Guantoni e tappetini fanno a pugni col freddo Le palestre del nord aspettano regali E un camion bianco li porta nei loro locali
EUROCICLO DI SALE augura a tutti e tutte un Buon Natale !!

Tortona AL Piemonte, 15  Novembre 2025 
Song n.1197 di WWW.SODALIZIOSMART.IT & www.RADIO59MUSE.it
 sodaliziosmart@libero.it and www.pililom.com and #EsseEmmeSMart 
Testo e Musica di Sergio MURATORE 
 Posizione SIAE 54270 – 0 , Sezione: MUSICA
 Qualifica: Autore parte letteraria e compositore melodista


NATALE ALL'EUROCICLO DI SALE

NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE FOR (THE) MUSIC
 Intro :  Mim   Lam   Mim   Re   Lam   Mim

                          Mim
YOU ARE NO LONGER
                                                        2 volte
IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME
                          Lam
BECAUSE THE MUSIC                  2 volte
         Mim
HAS GRANTED SO THAT IS          2 volte

         Re
AND I
        Lam
AND I
                         Mim
I’M ENJOING SO                            2 volte

             Mim
EVERY DOOR IS NOW OPEN       2 volte
                Lam
AND NO ONE                                  2 volte

                                                 Mim
WILL CLOSE THE WAY FOR ME             2 volte

         Re
AND YOU
          Lam
AND YOU
                                           Mim
WILL ALWAYS BE WITH ME                    2 volte
                                                            La seconda volta finale 4 volte

Fa
WE WILL ALWAYS FLY
    Do
ABOVE THE WORLD
 Fa
WE WILL CREATE MORE
          Do
AND BETTER ONES
Sol
LIVELY
              Do
AND SEDUCTIVE
               Sol
MUCH STRONGER
           Do
THAN US
Do … Re … Mim   4 volte

In alternativa  Do … Re     Do … Re    Do … Re   Mim 


Poi a capo fino a … WITH ME


15 Marzo 2023 
Tortona AL / QuartoPiemonte / 
Song n. 389 di WWW.SODALIZIOSMART.IT
Testo e musica  di MURATORE Sergio
Pseudonimo SIAE: PiLiLom
Posizione SIAE 54270 – 0  , Sezione: MUSICA 
Qualifica: Autore parte letteraria e compositore melodista


NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE FOR THE MUSIC

Alcide

MY DAYDREAM

The music is my daydream,
the notes my tiny luggage
I'm feeling like an air-stream
that flows into a new age

With her I'm going crazy
the thrill can always touch me
and suddenly so easy
well I find out the right beat 

This is my energy
This is my life
This is my factory
So much I like.
This is my energy
This is my life
This is my victory
This is my strike.

The orchestra is binding me
like an octopus in love
and then she is showing me
every color she knows
when the holidays children 
playing at the infinity
an unexpected refrain
and an indefinite riff.

Notes, sounds and rhythms
are turning around me
they're coming down and in
and I joint them inside a limb
like mountains and rivers
running towards the seaside
they create chord shivers
I just would eternize

The melody is ranging
and then is flying so high
my voice's satisfying
of sing and disenchantments

It reaches sublime targets
involves at sweetest sources
It travels without borders
creating brand new bridges.

This is my energy
This is my life
This is my factory
So much I like.
This is my energy
This is my life
This is my victory
This is my strike.


This is my energy
This is my life
This is my factory
So much I like.
This is my energy
This is my life
This is my victory
This is my strike.


Tortona, Genova / Dicembre 2019
Testo e musica di MURATORE Sergio
Pseudonimo SIAE: PiLiLom
Posizione SIAE 54270 – 0  , Sezione: MUSICA 
Qualifica: Autore parte letteraria e compositore melodista


MY DAYDREAM

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NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE FOR THE MUSIC

Sergio Muratore #EsseEmmeSMart

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