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Burattino senza fili

Puppet without strings

Behind scene's linen cloth, wake of lonely mind,
your eye lids - a clothe plain, a drag by threads,
you hang, awkward dance at a buffoon's command,
Mondays of a life unsolved, to Sunday's dim end.

(Shut eye lids and time still, you live together,
you saw her in a chapel of wood, you on her side,
church bells rung and lemon blooms, on combed hair,
an oath taken to live with it, and dance in mind..)

Like in a shadow theater, forgot your role soon,
a clumpy figure under lids, you loved too much,
a figure surd is jumping up, upon a weave of loom,
to awake in aura lost, of puppet smiles and touch.

And jump-u-up, hop-hop, your-legs spasmodically,
the two of you behind lids, a cardboard foolish fair,
a shadow live theater, to jump hop-dance of tally,
unfurled cartoon hero you are, where her eyes stare..

Hero of shadows on foolish cloth, way high to jump,
and wooden laugh! If you could be for her, a kite..
your eye-lids and stage-cloth, a shadow loss to hunt,
outside of it, your flying cry, on corny yellow light..

poem by Giorgio Veneto
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My Foolish Eyes

High up on my ceiling
before I fall asleep
I see a darkened shadow.
I need to count some sheep.

I cannot make the shadow out.
Its shape I can't discern.
I shut my eyes tightly
as restlessly I turn.

I swear that I will keep them shut
but my lids defy the vow.
The shadowy figure appears again
and my vision's blurry now.

One more peek is all it takes
for me to realize
that the shadow's only in my mind,
not my foolish eyes.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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My Shadow Now Talks To Me

at the background
you whisper what to do
behind the drapes
and i am a fool

up there
you know what strings are
you are not seen
but you make a puppet
of me

i bluff you too
i dance like a puppet
i pretend i do what you tell me so

the show is over
and then i walk away

i like the way how disgusted you are
and when the distance is safe

i dance my dance
i do what i want to do
i sing to the sky
and the sky listens to me

i have my shadow
and now it is talking to me.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Puppet Boy

Wake up puppet boy!
Get up puppet boy
You got a job to do
Even so youre free to go
Where your master tells you to
Listen puppet boy
Before you disobey
Consider that the strings attached
Could make a big change in your ways
Puppet boy
Its the little things that count
Little problems little minds
Little points of view
Puppet boy
Its the little things add up
Getting bigger pull the trigger
Little things like you
Stand up puppet boy
Time to start the show
Youd better do some brand new moves
They paid a lot to watch you go
No!
Whats that puppet boy
Dont tell me what to do
Whats that puppet boy
Im not a freak like you
Whats that puppet boy
Ill move when I want to
I cant hear you puppet boy
Now dance dance dance
Stay out of bed
Unless you wanna get wet
Im a boy not a toy
And Im not through yet
Stay out of bed
Unless you wanna get wet
Now wake up puppet boy
Listen puppet boy
Youre not a robot slave
Consider that no strings attached
Could ever make you misbehave
Puppet boy
Its the little things in life
Little problems little minds
Little points of view
Puppet boy
Its the little things that count
Getting bigger pull the trigger
Little things like you
Now wake up puppet boy!

song performed by by Devo
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Laughing Moon

An Ocean route causes my nocturnal sorrow;
remorse and falsities keep me awake;
odd years and forgotten songs I borrow,
with demons transferring my mistakes.

They are my lost pals! From Oceanic depths,
they jump and dance dressed as buffoons,
and each one keeps a violin or trumpet,
as they play around me, their looney tunes.

Quite a group! A theater in a dusk folklore
drunken musicians, organs distuned
are smiling with swollen faces to yore
in front of a half-hidden laughing moon.

Quite a feast this is! Hoarse sound of hymns,
amidst horns, vociferous trombones and lyres;
my joker pals in air jump! and sing;
I inherit their foolish laughs and tears.

And among them I see the best dancer jump;
his image in a pandemonium on a barren delf;
I see a chorus foolishly playing paeans;
as this buffoon resembles - of myself.

poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Tuesday Morning

Today, you fall softly
On the multi-colored play mat.
You then gently push the guitar’s funny shadow
While your cousins dance erratically with the curtains

You let me read the pages
Of the author wanting to die in Paris on a rainy Thursday
I fight off a yawn
But you weigh tons on my eye lids.

poem by A.G. Bawang
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Magic Dance

You remind me of the baby
What baby? baby with the power
What power? power of voodoo
Who do? you do
Do what? remind me of the baby
I saw my baby, crying hard as babe could cry
What could I do
My babys love had gone
And left my baby blue
Nobody knew
What kind of magic spell to use
Slime and snails
Or puppy dogs tails
Thunder or lightning
Then baby said
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Put that baby spell on me
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby, make him free
I saw my baby, trying hard as babe could try
What could I do
My babys fun had gone
And left my baby blue
Nobody knew
What kind of magic spell to use
Slime and snails
Or puppy dogs tails
Thunder or lightning
Then baby said
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Put that baby spell on me
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby, make him free
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Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Put that baby spell on me (ooh)
You remind me of the baby
What baby? the baby with the power
What power? power of voodoo
Who do? you do
Do what? remind me of the baby
Dance magic, dance, ooh ooh ooh
Dance magic, dance magic, ooh ooh ooh
Dance magic
What kind of magic spell to use
Slime and snails
Or puppy dog tails
Thunder or lightning
Something frightening
Dance magic, dance
Dance magic, dance
Put that baby spell on me
Jump magic, jump
Jump magic, jump
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby make him free
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Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Jump magic, jump (jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic
Slap that slap that baby make him free
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)
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Dance magic, dance (dance magic, dance)

song performed by by David Bowie
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Jump Jump

Wearing stripes, arms up high, as tall as can be,
Nothing more than a frozen smile to see.
In the cage hell defy all thats logical.
Under lights, stay up all night with his formula.
In the grip in the step of potential rage.
Oh its hip, formulated to fascinate.
If you do it like this: jump! jump!
Do it like this: jump! jump!
She moves faster than any eye can see,
Moving parts that arent moved normally.
In the haze what it isnt is what you see.
On and off, up and down, like a yo yo string.
Try to do it like this: jump! jump!
No, no, like this: jump! jump!
Do it for a kiss: jump! jump!
Do it like this: jump! jump!
They shine, we shield our eyes to see what is the dazzling and the enchanted.
They whine come closer to me.
That is the dizzying, the dancing sorcery.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump jump.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump jump.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump jump.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump jump.
Whoa whoa, my little doggie, he does a trick.
Ruff ruff!
He went to school to learn how to sit.
We were excited, delighted having fun.
As we decended the exit, got off the bus,
We got friends, we got fans now, and this is proof.
Can you tell me why that guy is on the roof?
Oh ho, do it like this: jump! jump!
Try it like this: jump! jump!
Do it more like this: jump! jump!
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump.
Jump little doggie. do what she say. jump jump.

song performed by by Blondie
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Jump Up With It

It is time you recognize,
And maximize the living your life.
If you jump up with it.
And do not sit.

To feel the best you can.
And open up your eyes,
Like you should.
And get that taste.
Don't hesitate.

If you just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Don't sit,
Just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.

No need to compromise.
Or apologize for the living your life.
Get rid of that feeling and do it quick.
Stick it to 'em,
And comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Live your life and comeon,
Jump up with it.
Don't give in and quit.
Don't sit,
Just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Let it go and comeon,
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.

It's time you recognize,
And maximize the living your life.
If you jump up with it.
And do not sit.
Don't quit!
Just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Don't sit,
Just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Don't quit!
Just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Don't sit,
Just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Rejoice and comeon,
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
This is your life.
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
This is your life.
Rejoice and comeon.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mr. Bojangles

i knew a man bojangles and he'd dance for you in worn out shoes
Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, that old soft shoe
He'd jump so high, he'd jump so high, will he likely touch down ?
Mr. bojangles, mr. bojangles, dance.
I met him in a cell in new orleans, i was down and out
He looked to me to be the eye of age as he spoke right out
He talked of life, he talked of life, laughing slapped his leg stale
Mr. bojangles, mr. bojangles, dance.
He said the name bojangles and he danced a lick all across the cell
He grabbed his pants for a better stance, oh he jumped so high and he
Clicked up his heels
He let go laugh, he let go laugh, shook back his clothes all around
Mr. bojangles, mr. bojangles, dance, yeah, dance.
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughtout the south
He spoke with tears of 15 years of how his dog and him just travelled about
Hid dog up and died, he up and died, and after 20 years he still grieves
Mr. bojangles, mr. bojangles, dance.
He said "i dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips
But most of the time i spend behind these county bars, cause i drinks a bit"
He shook his head, yes he shook his head, i heard someone ask him, please?
Mr. bojangles, mr. bojangles, dance, dance, mr bojangles, dance.

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Dance Dance Dance

After six hours of school I've had enough for the day
I hit the radio dial and turn it up all the way
I gotta dance (dance dance dance now the beat's really hot) right on the spot
(Dance dance dance right there on the spot)
The beat's really hot
(Dance dance dance now the beat's really hot)
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!
When I feel put down I try to shake it off quick
With my guy by my side the radio does the trick
I wanna dance (dance dance dance now the beat's really hot) right on the spot
(Dance dance dance right there on the spot)
The beat's really hot
(Dance dance dance now the beat's really hot)
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!
At a weekend dance we like to show up late
I play it cool when it's slow and jump it when it's fast
I gotta dance (dance dance dance now the beat's really hot) right on the spot
(Dance dance dance right there on the spot)
The beat's really hot
(Dance dance dance now the beat's really hot)
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!
(Dance dance dance now the beat's really hot)
(Dance dance dance right there on the spot)
(Dance dance dance now the beat's really hot)
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!
(Dance dance dance now the beat's really hot)
(Dance dance dance right there on the spot)

song performed by by Wilson Phillips
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Magic dance (lyrics)

You remind me of the babe,
(What babe.)
Babe with the power,
(What power.)
The power of voodoo,
(who do?)
You do!
(Do what.)
Remind me of the babe.

I saw my baby, crying hard as babe could cry,
What could I do.
My baby's love had gone and left my baby blue,
No one ever knew.

What kind of magic spell to use.
Slime and snails.
Puppy dog tails.
Thunder and lightning.

And baby said,
Dance, magic dance. (Dance Magic dance.)
Dance, magic dance. (Dance Magic dance.)
Put that magic dance on me.
Jump, magic jump. (Jump, Magic jump.)
Jump, magic jump. (Jump, Magic jump.)
Put that magic spell on me.

I saw my baby trying hard as babe could try,
What could I do.
My baby's love had gone adn left my baby blue.
No one ever knew.

What kind of magic spell to use.
Slime and snails.
Puppy dog tails.
Thunder and lightning.

And baby said,
Dance, magic dance. (Dance Magic dance.)
Dance, magic dance. (Dance Magic dance.)
Put that magic dance on me.
Jump, magic jump. (Jump, Magic jump.)
Jump, magic jump. (Jump, Magic jump.)
Put that magic spell on me.

What kind of magic spell to use.
Slime and snails.
Puppy dog tails.
Thunder and lightning.

And baby said,
Dance, magic dance. (Dance Magic dance.)
Dance, magic dance. (Dance Magic dance.)
Put that magic dance on me.
Jump, magic jump. (Jump, Magic jump.)
Jump, magic jump. (Jump, Magic jump.)
Put that magic spell on me.

(repeat to fade.)

poem by Satan's Sibling
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Jump For Joy

Key:-
A - anita
R - ray
A: chrous
I wanna scream
I wanna jump for joy, and I want everyone to know!
I wanna scream
I wanna jump for joy, and I gotta let the whole world know!
R: jump for joy
Jump for joy
Jump for joy
Jump for joy
A: everybody jump jump
Jump for joy
Everybody jump jump
Everybody jump jump
Jump for joy!
A: chrous
R: I wanna jump for joy, j-o-y
cause cupid shot your arrow in the sky
You know the feeling, jumping and screaming
Here come the angels marked by demons
You must be dreaming, your heart is steaming
Forget the pain and start believing
Peace and love surrounding earth
Respect to my mum who gave me birth
Butterflies are moving fast
Is this the last love look of last
Heavier as ever, rhymes quite clever
Respect to the world, its time for whatever
Stimilate the feeling you got inside
Hold me down so we can take a ride
Hoaw my month for you to enjoy
Wave your hands in the air and jump for joy
A: chrous
R: jump for joy, jump for joy
Jump for joy, jump for joy
Jump for joy!
I wanna jump for joy, jump for joy
A: everybody jump jump
Everybody jump jump
Jump for joy
Everybody jump jump
Jump for joy
A: chrous
A: chrous
R: jump for joy
Jump for joy
Jump for joy
Jump for joy
R:repeat and fade

song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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Transmission

Radio, live transmission.
Radio, live transmission.
Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.
And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,
Further all the time.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
The things that we've learnt are no longer enough.
of the show
And we could dance.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio.

song performed by by New Order
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Dance, Dance, Dance

After six hours of school Ive had enough for the day
I hit the radio dial and turn it up all the way
I gotta dance (dance dance dance now the beats really hot) right on the spot
(dance dance dance right there on the spot)
The beats really hot
(dance dance dance now the beats really hot)
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!
When I feel put down I try to shake it off quick
With my chick by my side the radio does the trick
I gotta dance (dance dance dance now the beats really hot) right on the spot
(dance dance dance right there on the spot)
The beats really hot
(dance dance dance now the beats really hot)
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!
Ohby!
At a weekend dance we like to show up late
I play it cool when its slow and jump it when its fast
I gotta dance (dance dance dance now the beats really hot) right on the spot
(dance dance dance right there on the spot)
The beats really hot
(dance dance dance now the beats really hot)
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!
(dance dance dance now the beats really hot)
(dance dance dance right there on the spot)
(dance dance dance now the beats really hot)
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!
(dance dance dance now the beats really hot)
(dance dance dance right there on the spot)

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Dance Magic Dance -David Bowie (Jereth) from Labyrinth

You remind me of the babe.
-What babe? -The babe with the power.
- What power? - The power of voodoo.
-Who do? -You do. -Do what?
Remind me of the babe.
vs.1 I saw my baby cryin' hard as babe could cry.
What could I do?
My baby's love had gone,
And left my baby blue.
Nobody knew
(chorus) What kind of magic spell to use?
-Slime and snails, or
-Puppy dogs' tails.
-Thunder or lightning.
Then baby said
Dance magic dance (dance magic dance) ,
Dance magic dance (dance magic dance) ,
Put that baby spell on me.
Jump magic jump (jump magic jump) ,
Jump magic jump (jump magic jump) ,
Put that magic jump on me,
Slap that baby, make him free.
vs.2 I saw my baby tryin' hard as babe could try,
What could I do?
My baby's love had gone,
And left my baby blue.
Nobody knew
(chorus) x 2
Dance magic dance.

poem by Rebecca Ryan
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Dance Mayflies Dance

They dance they sing a cheerful song
to spread the wings beyond along
the rising sun they want they take
under the blue of silent lake

They dance they sing a melody
no winter wind but trees embrace
the summer glows red ivory
no winter wind but only grace
they jump they fly a symphony
no winter wind but joyful face

They live they dance against the day
the moment of they can not dance
sparkling wings they were washed away
they fall dying they can not dance
the sky the moon were turning gray
till dawn they lost they can not dance

They are Mayflies which dance to live
though short they live they love to give
till dawn they lost their wings to fly
till dawn they lost the dreams so high

poem by Vidi Pudinkz
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Time 'O Death

I remember the day I died
orbed circles spinning o'er me,
permeating my ashened, closed lids.

I spoke....but noone could hear me.

And amid this passage, bizarre as it be
I did feel upon me a thousand smiles
of those i'd crossed paths with in difference.

I smiled back....but noone could see me.

I awoke to the clamor and chaos
of mortals in pale green gloves 'n gowns
operating machines of resurrection;
'Time o' death'... I heard someone ask.

I had died....but it wasn't my Time;
Someone please remove those cold quarters
from my eye-lids, thank you!

poem by Frank James Ryan Jr.
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Threadbare (Desires)

-to S.

The light lay in shreds across the bed,
only your waking could make it whole;
resuming its costume of day, its role
which seems to overnight get ragged—

Fate latent as weights in theater
curtainhems, what soul is sewn here
to be rung down at last, divested
of these disguises. But if we are

bared by such cloth as cries in this
lament for the sun's fragility,
would I dare now to shake you astir—

to drape over you my shadow, whose
myth-ex-machina remains all mine,
mine, and therefore torn from yours.

poem by Bill Knott
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Sleeping Beauty

Gracefull face
Lips embraced
Tightly yes
Tightly no
Shining beads
Revealed
When
The embrace
Waylaid.
Lids over her eyes
The sparkle I could see
And the moat above
Checked
The youthfull thoughts
Wander

Doubt
If she knew
The humble breath
Which the nose drew
Lovely hands supported the gait

Deep urge
Lids stretched
And the moat
Let her see
Let her see.

poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Shadow Dancer

I am back in the circus
oh hustling days
I look at the world
in a rose coloured haze
Cramp tight bodies
jive and girate
Bump and grind to the rhythm of fate
And we spun in the sunlight
Of our long summers day
We kissed the heavens now
It's still a beautiful day
Back on my wall
shadow dancer
My hammer headed friends
and the puppet girls call
Back on my wall
shadow dancer
The dance is coming back,
back in my world
Married a model
from old Hong Kong
Came to England
just a singing my song
This love in a letter
sure didn't last
Stamped her passport
never saw her arse
And we spun in the sunlight
Of our long summers day
We kissed the heavens now
It's still a beautiful day
Back on my wall
shadow dancer
My hammer headed friends
and the puppet girls call
Back on my wall
shadow dancer
The dance is coming back,
back in my world
Solo
Unlucky in life,
unlucky in love
No special blessing from above
Fools and horses
come to my door
I am the stranger
who sleeps on the floor
we spun in the sunlight
Of our long summers day
We kissed the heavens now
It's still a beautiful day
Back on my wall
shadow dancer
My hammer headed friends
and the puppet girls call
Back on my wall
shadow dancer
The dance is coming back,
back in my world
Back on my wall
shadow dancer
My hammer headed friends
and the puppet girls call
Back on my wall
shadow dancer
The dance is coming back,
back in my world

song performed by by Ufo
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