Alessia Ramusino

composer songwriter singer. Incurable Romantic

Gibigianna

Posted by on Dec 12, 2015

Gibigianna

You brought me to that shop and I heard Chopin You bought me a sugar rose I was enraptured Enchanted by the colours of the shelves full of so many sugar-drops Addicted to the flavour of a chocolate locomotive and I saw a … Gibigianna, Gibigianna is the flash from a mirror that blinks here and there Dancing Samba on my arms then it jumps in your eyes makes them bright like the stars above us...

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Non Mangio Fragole

Posted by on Dec 12, 2015

Non Mangio Fragole

Non Mangio Fragole Dipingo con la mente sagome, interpretano sogni e musiche me… Baratto le opinioni i ma e i se, mi perdo in labirinti di perché te… mi perdo te… Eppure io, mi scopro fragile Eppure io, mi sento inutile Raccolgo passi ed inquietudine, distratta soffro di altitudine che male c’è… Ritaglio un orizzonte dentro me, non trovo più alcun senso e un limite...

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Con I Miei Piedi Sporchi

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Con I Miei Piedi Sporchi

Con I Miei Piedi Sporchi CON I MIEI PIEDI SPORCHI Me ne vado di qua con i miei piedi sporchi E dall’erba son già le mie impronte nascoste Questo è il grande piacere che io provo nel sentire La freschezza e il potere delle cose più vere Delle cose sincere e di questo… godere Me le porto con me nelle mie tasche vuote Quattro foglie di te ed il vento dell’ovest Che mi spinge lontano oltre il sacro...

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I Don’t Like Bonds

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I Don’t Like Bonds

I Don’t Like Bonds I DON’T LIKE BONDS It’s the blue of the sky that explodes me inside The clouds scatter all around my heart It’s rowing in this gold lake in the silence of my mind Along the shores Weeping Willows smile And I, I, I… A Dragonfly alights on my knee, tickling with her wings And I, I, I… Where is my kite, I let it go, ‘cause I don’t like bonds Ah, ah, ah, ahah… ah, ah ahah…...

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Another Song

Posted by on Dec 12, 2015

Another Song

Another Song ANOTHER SONG Another sweet embrace, a bit of grace… We raise our glass to God, and say… hello We’re entangled in a stupid phrase:” such being the case” We trust in tales, don’t care about what people say, rumours that we delete with a blow… Another roll of days, to learn your face Then you’ll come back to them… with our thoughts we dare…eh ehr… We plan to buy a tree, to decorate for...

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Here It Comes The Dawn

Posted by on Dec 12, 2015

Here It Comes The Dawn

He’s crying that little baby in his cradle all alone A light switches on and a mother is just ready to give love Sweet milk, strong warm embrace hush, hush little baby don’t say a word Here it comes the dawn (3t) He’s driving for all the night along some desert roads the truck- driver alone suddenly acrossed a roe, he wondered where it’s gonna go?! Blue light, slow love...

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