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Nazca
02:59
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Author and composer: Davide Chiari
It is around midnight, eyes is getting closed
miles away the field is waiting me to bring my plane for the landing.
God, look at below
thousand lines of beings from years ago.
I'm above Nazca, marvel of gold,
I can see their trails, they're still watching skies.
I make my flight from different heights to watch the ground in some ways
there were some beasts on everywhere, with firing wings and human heads.
God, look at below
there is a bird who's made of steel that glow.
I'm above Nazca, marvel of gold,
I can see their trails, they're still watching skies.
I'm above Nazca, marvel of gold,
they've seen my trails centuries ago.
I'm above Nazca, marvel of gold,
I can see their trails, they're still watching skies.
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Origami
02:24
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Author and composer: Davide Chiari
There is no cure for my unknown disease,
lift me up slowly as the wind.
Imaginary treasure now I'm sure to fall asleep
So pleased!
Greet the fearless lamb that goes to hell,
the drops of poison will be used to heal.
Imaginary treasure now I'm sure to fall asleep
So pleased! So pleased...
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Kind of woman
04:36
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Author and composer: Davide Chiari
Each day were passed with you strange kind of woman.
I couldn't think you as the best kind of woman.
Good student, daughter of the middle class as every kind of woman like you.
You spent all your afternoon as whoever kind of woman, as every kind of woman.
Now you shine like the brightest star,
fooling the universe which made you feel apart.
I've been told you left from here to UK with occasions in your hands.
Although if we would greet it on, we couldn't recognize ourselves.
I can't forget you strange kind of woman,
it's your all the future strange kind of woman.
Now you shine like the brightest star,
fooling the universe which made you feel apart.
Fooling the universe which made you feel apart!
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Marauders
02:51
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Author and composer: Davide Chiari
Ghosts on the trails of a brave man slide and fade away.
He goes like a drunk hard and his head is going to tear him down.
He knows that the black heart of the conscience has been loosing a hand
with the white one.
He's loosing the life, keeping own brain sane.
It's better give up to fight against any course.
I've tried to give up to keep my mind up, it's a dance on the fire.
The mandrake's caught up, they hides under signs, now someone's got to die.
I've tried to give up to keep my mind up, it's a dance on the fire.
The mandrake's caught up, they hides under signs, now someone's got to die.
My Dark Lady is coming down here, oh
My Dark Lady is coming down here, you shut your fears up.
My Dark Lady is coming down here, oh
My Dark Lady is coming down here, you shut your fears up
Breath the dark!
Shoobeedoo-ha! Shoobeedoo-ha!
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2001
04:32
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Author and composer: Davide Chiari
Late in the night the Sun settle down
into the sea, from there starts the ocean of all our dreams,
waving out sparkles.
Although you need to run to remain alive, you gotta threat
your soul as good as life gifted to you.
Make no one prayer for their fun.
Run in the night,
run for the gold,
run to your love,
Run just to be runner!
Run in the night,
run for the gold,
run to your love!
Tongue-shaking groove inside your own, is not the life.
It's such a pervert thing you need, but they still hide.
Un-human princess of the dark please lick my eyes,
make me see truth for the last time.
How would you feel inside a fair fable?
You should believe to all what they say, they trust in a writer,
holy word-teller!
She found herself into the past, just watching down
in a desert plane, stone lines to say
“yesterday you were here!”.
Tongue-shaking groove inside your own, is not the life.
It's such a pervert thing you need, but they still hide.
Un-human princess of the dark please lick my eyes,
make me see truth for the last time.
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Alley Asola, Italy
Alley is a project created in late 2011, when the young musician and singer Davide Chiari decides to complement to
involvement in some amateur musical groups - where he gained a good experience
as a singer, guitarist and bassist - a solo project that can better express his own music vision.
... more
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