NON MI VEDI SUL PALCO

[Verse] Non mi vedi sul palco Non mi vedi in TV Non e' il posto per me tra quei lustrini blu Sanremo chi? Eurovision dove? Le mie rime volano Non servono prove Non serve la giuria Non serve il verdetto Io faccio il giro del mondo E lo faccio in diretta Dalla mia Radio Cinquantanove Muse Accendo la fiamma musicale Ogni beat che suono È una botta che chiama [Prechorus] L’Italia e l'Europa mi stanno strette Troppo piccola la scena Io suono per la luna La mia musica è piena [Chorus] Mai Sanremo mai Eurovision Le mie canzoni hanno già una mission Girano il mondo Vanno lontano Dalla mia radio Conquisto ogni piano Mai Sanremo mai Eurovision Non mi servono loro Discografici ed editori Ho già l’etere come mio regno Radio Cinquantanove Muse È il mio disegno [Verse 2] Io non ho sponsor gei gei diva piu' che altro un amico Non ho etichette se non la mia esse emme smart Ho solo musiche e canzoni che trasmettono bene Ogni strofa è un viaggio Ogni rima un passaggio La mia musica viaggia Rompe ogni ingranaggio
 ( Non saro' mai al Festival di Sanremo se non fuori dall'Ariston a sentire i migliori cantanti di strada tantomeno all'Eurovision perche' io appartengo gia' al mondo intero !! )

Tortona AL Piemonte, 13  Novembre 2025 
Song n.1196 di WWW.SODALIZIOSMART.IT & www.RADIO59MUSE.it
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Testo e Musica di Sergio MURATORE 
 Posizione SIAE 54270 – 0 , Sezione: MUSICA
 Qualifica: Autore parte letteraria e compositore melodista



NON MI VEDI SUL PALCO

NEVER SANREMO NEVER EUROVISION

[Verse] You don't see me on stage You don't see me on TV That's not the place for me among those blue sequins Sanremo who? Eurovision where? My rhymes fly No evidence needed No jury needed No verdict needed I travel the world And I do it live From my Radio Fifty-nine Muses I ignite the musical flame Every beat I play Is a hit that calls [Prechorus] Italy and Europe feel too tight The scene is too small I play for the moon My music is full [Chorus] Never Sanremo, never Eurovision My songs already have a mission They travel the world They go far From my radio I conquer every level Never Sanremo, never Eurovision I don't need them Record labels and publishers I already have the airwaves as my kingdom Radio Fifty-nine Muses It's my project and design [Verse 2] I don't have sponsors gay, gay diva, more than anything a friend I have no labels except my own, S M smart I only have music and songs that resonate well Every verse is a journey Every rhyme a passage My music travels It breaks every gear
 (I will never be at the Sanremo Festival except outside the Ariston listening to the best street singers let alone at Eurovision because I already belong to the entire world)

Tortona AL Piemonte, 13  Novembre 2025 
Song n.1195 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


NEVER SANREMO NEVER EUROVISION

Scent of Magic

Via Fracchia Christmas breathes
Amid dancing lights and fragrant air
A scent that speaks of dreams and magic
Maia calls you with sweet harmony
One step closer and you feel the poetry
The scent of magic
Christmas is here, it shines and tastes like imagination
Every light invites you
Every corner is life
Maia is the heart of this street

Amid artists and smiles
The street dresses up
In enchanted stories
In heavenly melodies
A gift awaits you
The perfect moment

And when you walk
Feelings fill your heart
A tender invitation
A warm taste
Maia wraps you
It is pure delight

The scent of magic
Christmas is here, it shines and tastes like poetry
Every light invites you
Every corner is life

Scent of Magic

[Intro]
Pa-pa-pa-pa-Patchouli
Pa-pa-pa-pa-Patchouli
Pa-pa-pa-pa-Patchouli
Pa-pa-pa-pa-Patchouli

[Verse 1]
I was walking down in Hackney
Never thought a face could shake my knees
Heard she’s royalty, a pop star family
But right here she’s just the summer breeze 
(Yeah-eah, yeah-eah, yeah-eah, yeah-eah)

[Pre-Chorus]
It's wild, so magic to feel
The way she makes the grey streets heal
In ways that I can't conceal, that earthly scent is all so real

[Chorus]
She's that Pa-pa-pa-pa-Patchouli
She's that Pa-pa-pa-pa-Patchouli
I’m breathing in the best of Harmoneey
She's that Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa, that Patchouli

[Post-Chorus]
That Patchouli
That Patchouli
That Patchouli
Pa-pa-pa-pa
(Smells like Hollywood in London)

[Rap Break]
Yo, check the scent, it’s her signature
Earth and rich, yeah, I’m obsessed with her
Not a rose, nah, it’s a darker vibe
Herbal spice bringing me fully alive
Like a quiet walk where the timber grows
Dusk settles in and the feeling flows
It's comfortable, intimate, slightly mysterious
Harmoneey Lee, girl, I’m getting serious.

[Pre-Chorus]
It's wild, so magic to feel
The way she makes the grey streets heal
In ways that I can't conceal, that earthly scent is all so real

[Chorus]
She's that Pa-pa-pa-pa-Patchouli
She's that Pa-pa-pa-pa-Patchouli
I’m breathing in the best of Harmoneey
She's that Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa, that Patchouli

[Post-Chorus]
That Patchouli
That Patchouli
That Patchouli
Pa-pa-pa-pa

[Bridge / Outro]
She glows bright, in the night
Never thought an angel would hold me tight
She glows bright, in the night
Now I can't imagine my life without her light

Patchouli

Save Me From Myself (DEMO)

William J. Donovan, The only person to have received the four highest awards in the United States: the Medal of Honor, the Distinguished Service Cross, the Distinguished Service Medal, and the National Security Medal.

Valor

oh my world !
I am waiting for the coming Christmas, I am living a celebration within me, this unusual winter, who knows, has something new for me. And the desire to love will be there like a poem of kindness, a divine touch that cannot leave indifference in us, and, THE COMET FLIES over the lonely earth and, THE COMET FLIES with its good light and, THE COMET FLIES … together with us. Christmas cannot be just a city festival, we cannot let the world fall asleep and forget Jesus, it is too great a force not to support you, it is a light that shines in you, a light that shines in me. And a ray of sunshine will come down to warm a cold reality that needs true humanity and a great desire for joy and simplicity. A new life ahead of us, lively, rich, and sincere, if you want it, waiting for Christmas, from now on, everything will be more real, you can… and, THE COMET FLIES over the lonely earth and, THE COMET FLIES with its good light and, THE COMET FLIES … together with us!



The comet flies ( LA COMETA VOLA )

[Verse 1]
Some call me a hustler, some call me a freak
But I’ve been chasing dollars every hour of the week
Got to calm down, don't look down
Running in a rat race, coping with your attitude
Till I find a wealthy sponsor, someone to cling onto
Then I’ll calm down, before I breakdown

[Chorus]
You’ve got diamonds on your plate
While I’m hopping over the gate
'Cause I know I’m selling my grace
I’m the Entertainer!
Every moment is a possibility
I live on the edge, you see?
You’ve got diamonds on your plate
I’m the Entertainer!

[Verse 2]
Die for high-end fashion, and starve to pay the debt
Blackout in the summer, and gamble what is left
My rich friends are so bored now, refuse to share the wealth
We all enjoy the sadness, ruining our mental health

[Chorus]
You’ve got diamonds on your plate
While I’m hopping over the gate
'Cause I know I’m selling my grace
I’m the Entertainer!

[Bridge]
You look sad and lonely, come and spend some cash on me
I got swagger, I got juice, tell me what you wanna be
Have you ever smoked on a beach?
Stolen liquor from a store?
Broken all the rules?
Throw a little cash if you think you’re bold enough
Throw a little cash if you think you’re bold enough
I’m the Entertainer, entertainer…

[Outro]
Get up and see the hunger in my eyes.

I'm The Entertainer (Scott Joplin)

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Lonely road🔥🖤

Vibe On Lock” is a high-energy rap track built for late-night drives, headphones maxed out, and anyone who moves through life with confidence.
This song blends sharp flows, bouncy rhythm, and raw personality — a reminder that when your mindset’s right, nobody can knock your vibe off balance.
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Vibe On Lock

To be, or not to be, that is my question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die, to sleep…
No more, and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to: ’tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep.
To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there’s the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil
Must give us pause. There’s the respect
That makes calamity of so long life,
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th’oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely,
The pangs of despis’d love, the law’s delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th’unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.

This monologue is governed by reason, not by frantic emotion.

ENGLISH MONOLOGUE

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Scent of Magic

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