#dsound-ita

Credits Testo, musica e voce : Lorenzo Pistolesi (Firenze) Con la Mediterrean Orchestra Voce : Ruba Aziz (Tripoli) Oud : Jalal Abdallah (Beirut) Basso : Fabio Mueller (Shaffusa) Piano : Leila Kramis (Ginevra)

Do you need a watchdog in this crypto jungle for navigate your crypto odyssey? Hai bisogno di un cane da guardia in questa crypto giungla o per navigare la tua crypto odissea? Here it is Watchdog with

Eco vita project, where life bridge nature Lorenzo Pistolesi : voce, bouzouki, chitarra, parole Sabrina aka Marshallmustang : artwork you can send some SDB, she is a young mother from Venezuela Luca Maciocco:

Credits Lorenzo Pistolesi : Voice, lyrics and guitar Thierry Palay: drum Ivan De Luca :basse Luca Macicco : epiano Regata Collective: mix mastering ## Credits Here with another version too. Credits: Lorenzo

Canción dedicada a Sabrina, una valiente madre de Venezuela. Canzone dedicata a Sabrina una coraggiosa mamma del Venezuela Song dedicated to Sabrina a brave mother from Venezuela, she paint the cover Soñando

Ogni tanto durante un concerto, quando il clima è intimo e soprattutto dopo che il locale ha spillato birre ai clienti per la terza o quarta volta, ci si può lasciare a dei racconti che fanno sorridere,

You know the sex? The one done by yourself, The one made for play, The one made with little. You know the sex hidden in the summer, The perverse one of a priest who does not calm your thirst You know sex

Holy faith Why are we born? To enjoy life Why are we born? Only to experience an indescribable joy Why are we born? An inner condition what is perceived as happiness, Under any circumstances, even when

Let me cry If you look inside the heart of a tear You will see for yourself that it is not Only what falls from a cloud To melt the pain inside you But only by walking over the obstacles You can avoid

I decided to fail I could save the world with a thought Follow the endless line of a wish Riding that powerful wave of hope Through the contagious force of this dance Instead, no, I decided to fail But

Only mirages Like a dromedary in the middle of the desert Walk, walk, No oasis, no rain They are distant mirages Only distant mirages Only distant mirages My music on Musicoin app (recomended): Apple :

Tomorrow I don't know yet What tomorrow is made of What awaits me With these my hands I'll hold that passion again That tied us together Still do not know What tomorrow is made of But I know for sure It

Romantic Italian Discotheque Disco Italia Amore Credits Lorenzo Pistolesi : testo e musica Fabio Mueller : sound ingeneering, basso, mixaggio e mastering The map of your dreams Look for a balance within

How many? There was only one road that led to me It was called music but I didn't know where it was That your freedom where it's over you know Lost in memories, in today's routines Pavements, roads, traffic

LAVATIVO Lorenzo Pistolesi : testo, musica, voce, chitarra, mixaggio, montaggio Naomi : Riprese, montaggio Stéphanie : Riprese, montaggio Gioia, Langdma e Marsia : Comparse Fabio : Mixaggio, pseudomastering

Stella Stella non cadere solo tu puoi illuminare Questo mondo proprio adesso ha iniziato un po' a bruciare Stella non restare appesa a questo grande mare Tra le onde si riflette chiaro qual’è il tuo sentire

La libertà è un viaggio che dura tutta una vita Credits Lorenzo Pistolesi : voce, parole, musica Fabio Mueller : Musica Maurizio Leoni : Fotografia Regata Collective : mix mastering ► Listen on DSound

Save yourself Saved from the fears, saved from reality, from the darkest words that they go round in the night you know Save some hope Save a bit of poetry Some sincere friendship that will protect you

## I will fish your poetry at the bottom of the sea. English translation {Loop} (Bossa) Ebm7 Abalt Dmaj7 Gdim F # 7 F7 Bbm7 Bb7 How will I leave that rock and tell you that in July my heart is a bit 'stupid

## Cosa ci fate voi disse il Signore (What are you doing, the Lord said) A giraffe with a short neck was about to jump on me A tight-necked tie was about to jump on me F C G G F C G G What are you doing,