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Harajuku
04:02
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Neon lights shining down on me
Neon lights from fashion boutiques
We’re the life that flows through its veins
We’re the life that this place contains
-I’m in fever –
-I’ve been set on fire
-I’m in fever –
-I can feel this strange desire
-I’m in fever –
-Still I’m feeling kinda shy
-I’m in fever and I will never know why
Thousands of miles away from home
No map wears its name ‘though it’s well known
Feels like I’ve been here before
But I can’t remember anymore
-I’m in fever –
-I’ve been set on fire
-I’m in fever –
-I can feel this strange desire
-I’m in fever –
-Still I’m feeling kinda shy
-I’m in fever and I will never know why
(G. lolitas showing up
Straight ahead to the fashion shop
At night life won’t stop
Subculture on its top
Modern architecture
Taking a 100 pictures
Looking for manufacture
Pure nightlife adventure
Welcome to the human zoo
Take a big step into
To where you’ve never been to
But where you wanna be, too
Where everybody goes to
Let this place bewitch you
Let this place defeat you
H.A.R.A.J.U.K.U.)
Omar E. Bernasconi, Sascha Generale - 2007
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2. |
Refill my cup
03:05
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3. |
Your Code
03:36
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At 6.15 at the gate
I waited for you to plan the path
We ran away from red to black
We live behind insanity
We hope to find a melody
Just follow me, just follow me
I’m in the rain and with the rain
Together dancing like the flame
As every second push me closer
We wish to take the way of see
The way that keeps company
Way that give an answer when you ask
Am I the code of your why
Am I the leap in your shine
Or just an unintended toy
Am I the code of your why
Am I the lead in your tide
Or the face of lies you try to hide
2005 Nick Poretti / Re-count
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4. |
It doesn't seem
03:30
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Your heart is good enough
Than why it seem so hard to see
You take a tree for what it is
It doesn’t seem what it is not
You’re vain
Your head is too busy to run after your gain
You’re vain
Your head is not ready yet
If only you’d see me
Like a tree and you lay down under
And finally I know it doesn’t seem what it is not
Your hands are now so clean
And my judgement is so weak
2000 Michela Domenici
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5. |
Concrete
03:42
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6. |
6.00 am
03:08
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7. |
Intricate
03:40
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出会いがあって
気持ちにきずいて
恋をして
心を感じて
悩み 苦しんで 決断
そして それから
嬉しい気持ち
悲しい気持ち
暖かい気持ち
冷たい気持ち
乾いた気持ち
満たされた気持ち
とても とても 複雑で
甘い恋
苦い恋
はかない恋
深い恋
難しい恋
楽しい恋
すべてが 切なくて
My life is too short
But I can touch you first
And my life is to sharp
But I take care of you
First I think that you’re not my kind and I…
… May believe that you’re not real
But you are!
My blade is too sharp…
何が必要
何が欲しい
誰を求めて
何処がいけない
なぜ悩むの
自分でもわからなくて
My life is too short
But I can touch you first
And my life is to sharp
But I take care of you
And I can follow you forever!
And I can cut you
Whatever you do
Omar E.Bernasconi, Miyako Yokoyama, Giovanni Imparato, Stefano Scenini, Marcel Ventker - 2005
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8. |
Un tempo per noi
03:50
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E balla con me sul tempo
Che non ci puo’ bastare
E lascia su questo tempo
Dei giorni da ricordare
Se accendi i tuoi fuochi intorno
Se sposti un po’ il buio c’e’
La la la la la, c’e’ tempo per noi, c’e’ tempo
La la la la la, c’e’ tempo per noi, c’e’ tempo
E soffia piu’ forte il vento
Negli occhi che avrai domani
Se fosse anche un momento
Fermalo con le mani
Ma guarda che alba intorno
Poi senti le voci intorno c’e’
La la la la la, c’e’ tempo per noi, c’e’ tempo
La la la la la, c’e’ tempo per noi, c’e’ tempo
Se accendi i tuoi fuochi intorno
Se sposti un po’ il buio c’e’
La la la la la, c’e’ tempo per noi, c’e’ tempo
La la la la la, c’e’ tempo per noi, c’e’ tempo
Omar E. Bernasconi, Renato Abate “Garbo”. 1998.
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La luna, lo so, prima o poi mi casca addosso
Lo sento, lo fa, ho le gambe in allarme rosso
Il mio torto e’ una ragione
Masticata a cuore aperto
Senza farsi un’ opinione
Tra le chiappe del gia’ certo
La luna, lo so, prima o poi mi casca addosso
Lo sento, lo fa, ho le gambe in allarme rosso
Chiedo forte al mio maestro
Di darci dentro col banale
Che tutto questo ho gia’ sentito
Non e’ stato mai normale
La luna, lo so, prima o poi mi casca addosso
Lo sento, lo fa, ho le gambe in allarme rosso
Il mi torto e’ una ragione
Tra le chiappe del gia’ certo……..
La luna, lo so, prima o poi mi casca addosso
Lo sento, lo fa, ho le gambe in allarme rosso
Omar E. Bernasconi, Gionata Zanetta. 2001.
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10. |
Romantic stalker
03:39
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I wish you could be me
Me and my thoughts
My twisted images of you
She stole your scent
Could you be like her?
Looking at my perfect body
I owe you a favour
While I’m writing you an E-mail
About a Romantic Stalker
I know she stole your scent
Unawareness, you gave me a pretext
I feel like I would kill her
In her bed… I got my self realized
I kill just for feeling her hands
Omar E. Bernasconi, Alessandro Zampieri, Giovanni Imparato, Stefano Scenini - 2005
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Re-count Switzerland
Re-count born in 1995 in Lugano Switzerland.
“Re-count” is a collaborative project
of music tracks created over a numbers of years by
Omar E.Bernasconi.
An amalgamation of styles, sounds and language was created, lending itself to an alternative and original music.
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