Dentro L'Africa di Flavio Pozzaglio Absolutely Live

Dentro l’africa testo e Musica di Flavio Pozzaglio   

Sole bruci su un deserto amico
Trasformando civiltà
Fuoco arde dentro a un cerchio strano
In un culto di magia
Quanti riti mi confondono
Danze e tenebre non so
Ho cambiato già in un attimo 
La mia pelle ....................

Sole io t’inseguo all'orizzonte
Tra le nuvole più in la
Cavalcando verso la mia mente
Cavalcando un'pò più in la
Quanti riti mi confondono
Danze e tenebre non so
Ho cambiato già in un attimo 
La mia pelle

Sto seguendo un suono strano
Ballo al ritmo dei tam tam
E i tuoi occhi piano piano
Si confondono nei miei
E tendendomi la mano
Mi trascini via con te
son come calamitato dalla tua pelle scura sai
M'accarezzi piano piano
e dopo un bacio non so più
assorbito da un richiamo me ne vado via 

Con te ....me ne volo via .........dentro l'Africa così
con te... nei ricordi io..........notti insonni passerà
con te.....dentro un sogno mio.....ripensandoti laggiù
con te ... che non sei più mia.....ti rivoglio qui

ti rivoglio qui con me 
ti rivoglio qui
ti rivoglio qui con me
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Inside Africa text and music by Flavio Pozzaglio

Sun burns on a friendly desert Transforming civilisation Fire burns inside a strange circle In a cult of magic How many rites confuse me Dances and darkness I don't know I've already changed in an instant My skin ....................

Sun I chase you to the horizon In the clouds further on Riding towards my mind Riding a little further on How many rites confuse me Dances and darkness I don't know I changed my skin already in a moment

I'm following a strange sound I'm dancing to the rhythm of the tam tam And your eyes slowly merge into mine And holding out your hand You drag me away with you I'm drawn to your dark skin you know You caress me slowly and after a kiss I don't know I'm absorbed by a call I go away

With you .... I fly away .........into Africa so with you... in memories I.......... sleepless nights will pass with you.....in a dream of mine.....thinking of you down there with you ... that you are no longer mine.....I want you back here

I want you back here with me I want you back here I want you back here with me

Storie

Dentro L'Africa di Flavio Pozzaglio

Help!

Introduction in English

Sometimes I have to smile a little when I think about the fact that John Lennon was only 24 years old when he wrote these lyrics. 
He certainly didn't know about the cries for help that come with ageing from 60 plus. The experience of gradual physical decline and the increasing dependence on the support of other people. The gradual loss of autonomy, which is so important for one's own dignity. And the subliminal threat of retirement and nursing homes approaching, which then temporarily pulls you out of your increasing mental derangement by singing old Beatles songs.
But apart from that, he certainly already knew a lot about the hardships of being different, of not belonging; the longing to experience something like love in the worldwide recognition and at the same time having to suffocate and drown in this wave of adoration. 
In the pop era of the time, his desperate cry for help was reduced to a tolerable two minutes
I turned it into a leisurely three-minute waltz. And tried to express my increasing need for help in certain areas of life in different ways: shy and fragile, desperate and humble, angry and almost accusatory. 
And towards the end, I find myself in an almost otherworldly limbo in which a part of me comes to peace with the cry for help and finds its own new dignity in it.

Einführung auf Deutsch
Manchmal muß ich ein wenig schmunzeln, wenn ich daran denke, dass John Lennon erst 24 Jahre alt war, als er diesen Songtext schrieb. 
Da wusste er mit Sicherheit noch nichts von den Hilferufen, die mit dem Älterwerden ab 60 plus einhergehen. Die Erfahrung des allmählichen körperlichen Zerfalls und die sich zunehmend anschleichende Angewiesenheit auf die Unterstützung von anderen Menschen. Der allmähliche Verlust von Autonomie, der für die eigene Würde so wichtig ist. Und das unterschwellig drohende Herannahen von Senioren- und Pflegeheimen, die einem dann mit dem Singen von alten Beatles-Songs vorübergehend aus der zunehmenden geistigen Umnachtung herausreißen.
Aber abgesehen davon wußte er sicher schon viel von den Nöten des Andersseins, des nicht dazu gehörens; der Sehnsucht, in der weltweiten Anerkennung so etwas wie Liebe zu erfahren und zugleich in dieser Verehrungswelle geradezu ersticken und ertrinken zu müssen. 
In der damaligen Pop-Zeit wurde sein verzweifelter Hilferuf auf allseits erträgliche gut zwei Minuten eingedampft.
Ich habe daraus einen gut dreiminütigen gemächlichen Walzer gemacht. Und dabei versucht, meine in gewissen Lebensbereichen zunehmende Hilfsbedürftigkeit auf verschiedene Weise auszudrücken: Scheu und zerbrechlich, verzweifelt und demütig, wütend und beinahe anklagend. 
Und zum Ende hin befinde ich mich in einer fast schon jenseitigen Zwischenwelt, in der ein Teil in mir mit dem Hilferuf in Frieden kommt und darin eine eigene neue Würde findet.

Help!

Help! (Lennon/Mccartney)

OKTOPIA presents: Colliding Galaxies

Beats, Samples & Synths: Dan C E Kresi
Guitar: The Shire Bairn Project

More from Dan here:

on.soundcloud.com/7OQeMYQ0zsp4dsjsdv

Colliding Galaxies

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Alone sometime and playing someting to cheere me up.
On a moment I was weak and vulnerable she came in my life
It wasn’t my goal to fall in love with her
It wasn’t my goal to missing her voice, her laughter her steps
But then I thought, love can’t be wrong at all 
And certainly not hurting someone who doesn’t know
Because when she’s unhappy and cries, it’s like a knife in my heart
And for a smile of her I want to die

Can I Be Vulnerable Sometimes?

Music/Lyrics by Netta&McGill

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Like waking from a deep, blue sleep
For many months the light was bleak
But this morning something happened
A rumble deep inside
Baby, I was coming alive


So many days it has been low
And often eyes would overflow
But this morning something happened
All around blue skies
Baby, I was coming alive
*

 With sunshine in my eye
And you by my side
Pieces of the darkness disappeared 
Yea with sunshine in my eye
Now a pep in my stride
Baby, I’m coming alive
*

The brighter days to come eventually 
Take advantege of that feeling free
Cause this morning something happend
And my smile was open wide
Yeah baby! I feel alive
*

With sunshine in my eye
And you by my side
Yeah (baby)! I’m feeling alive
Baby, I’m feeling alive

Coming Alive

Daddy worked the mines till his body gave out,
Coal dust clouded his mind with doubt,
He told me, "One day, son, you’ll rise out these hills—
Stay away from the dope, whiskey and pills."

This world’s got a way of tearing folks down,
Keep faith in god, and you'll always stand solid and sound.
Keep walking the line, don’t cheat and don’t steal—
Head up and work, and don’t dull your senses feel what you feel.

I've tried I swear, but it’s been a rough cross to bear,
There’s a weight in this life making it hard to care, 
I hear your voice in my head and it gives me strength through the chills—
Stay away from the dope, whiskey and pills."


Your name is as good as your word you keep, 
Mending burnt bridges take time and hard work you can't cheat
Wounds will heal, sometimes in takes silence and  years—
Walk the line and work hard, and don’t give in to fears.

I stumbled, I’ve slipped, I can still hear your voice,
In a world full of  temptation, Ill make my choice.
I hold your lessons through struggle and still—
Steady staying away from the dope, whiskey and pills."

Ode to Red

Surfers like Us ….. composition, all guitar parts, arrangement, mix and cover picture 

Hi Everyone!
This is a simple and cheerful song for our dog named Waldek who is a fan of music and especially country music! 🍀

Of course, I also love country vibe (especially Johnny Cash !!!) and use this musical heritage, but here I certainly don’t play in this style. 
Fortunately, Waldek liked this song! 🔆

Hope you enjoy the vibe! 
Thanks a lot for listening and support!
Artur

Walking with my Dog

Chapter 239 of 266

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Taffeta 239

TAFFETA | 239

You And The City

Any longer

Pierre and Jean-Claude Bordetti productions (c) 09/2025.

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti and Jean-Claude Bordetti on drums.

Visage (Lyrics/Paroles)

J'ai aperçu son visage, mais ce n'était qu'un mirage, 
Comme un reflet dans l'orage, une illusion de passage,
Son regard m’a fait naufrage, dans un monde sans rivage,
Où l’amour n’est qu’un langage, perdu dans le vent sauvage.

Elle danse dans mes pensées, comme une ombre sans visage, 
Chaque nuit je veux l’aimer, mais je n’ai que son mirage,
Un soupir, un doux présage, puis le vide en héritage, 
Je poursuis son doux sillage, prisonnier de son image.

Visage

Deutscher Singer-Songwriter über fünfzig Jahre alt. Seit fast vierzig Jahren schreibe und singe ich Lieder. Mein Hauptinstrument ist die akustische Gitarre, aber ich mag auch Perkussionsinstrumente (Cajon, Maracas, Gurio). Ich liebe es, melancholische und poetische Balladen zu komponieren. Aber manchmal schreibe ich auch (schwarze) humorvolle Songs, Jazzstyle und -Rocksongs. Meine Hauptsprache ist Deutsch. Aber in Zukunft will ich mehr Songs auf Englisch und vereinzelt auch Französisch schreiben.
In meinen Kompositionen bin ich inspiriert von Leonard Cohen, John Lennon, Jacques Brel, Van Morrison und Bob Dylan. Auf meinen Platten spiele und singe ich alles alleine. Meine Vision für die Zukunft ist es, Musiker aus verschiedenen Kulturen zu finden, die gerne ihre Tracks mit mir teilen wollen.
Mein persönliches Mantra ist ein Satz, der von Paul Mccartney auf dem Beatles-Album "Abbey Road auf dem Track "In the end" vor fast Fünfzig Jahren geschrieben wurde:

Die Liebe, die Du bekommst ist gleich der Liebe, die Du gibst.

German singer-songwriter over fifty years old. For almost forty years I have been writing and singing songs. My main instrument is the acoustic guitar, but I also like percussion instruments (Cajon, Maracas, Gurio). I love composing melancholic and poetic ballads. But sometimes I also write (black) humorous songs, jazz style and rock songs. My main language is German. But in the future I want to write more songs in English and occasionally also in French.
In my compositions I am inspired by Leonard Cohen, John Lennon, Jacques Brel, Van Morrison and Bob Dylan. On my records I play and sing all by myself. My vision for the future is to find musicians from different cultures who would like to share their tracks with me.
My personal mantra is a sentence written by Paul Mccartney on the Beatles album "Abbey Road on the track "In the end" almost fifty years ago:

The love you take is equal to the love you make.

Help! (Lennon/Mccartney)

Karlit-O-Kay (K-O-K)