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Imperial

by Itsari

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Desperation 02:32
Desperation Itsari Rainy Days Wet days Soaked in weeping Wake up for the tasteless prudence Try to deny Try to deny The nostalgia for what wasn't lived In the dangerous hour The missing what could have been Suffocated By a desperation taken as childish Intoxicated By renouncement's whispers But I've tried But I've tried There's a poison Which is spat when they say: "That's life, now, forget the wide smiles!" But I've tried But I've tried I try so hard To persevere and ignore The frightener voice of reason Spoken by The sad mouth And full of gold which tries to bite And inject a good sense With a face of resignation You gotta be strong Otherwise They will kill you With the bitter subjection They inject into you You gotta be strong Otherwise They will kill you With the bitter subjection They inject into you
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Boiçucanga 40 Km Itsari How far are we? Will we never get there? There's a remote chance Of touching that point in the horizon And looking behind from there Regret of having regretted Such an odd trip And for long I've wanted To break free from this wish How far are we? Will we never get there? How far are we? Will we never get… That point Summarizes my thoughts And for long I've wanted… Somewhere over the rainbow My life goes by One hour ago There were forty km To the middle, fucking middle Of my fucking way Now that road sign, that same road sign, Shows to me That remains the same distance To the same place In circles, We're spinning round in circles The whole life, Always back to start There's a remote chance of touching That point Summarizes my thoughts And for long I've wanted… Somewhere over the rainbow My life goes by
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Córrego Seco Itsari Leito dos nãos Dos sonhos vãos Só pó, só chão Seco! Seco! Nem riacho Nem estrada Nem passos, nem água Nada! Nada! Espinhos sem cactos Desejos sem atos Malogros dos fatos Inatos! Inatos! Ressequida Preterida Preterida! Vida Vida?! Córrego que não corre Não vivifica Não há vida Chuva cai Incessante, cai Inútil, cai Seco! Seco! Povo árido, Frio, pálido Anseios gelados Parcos! Parcos! Chuva cai Incessante, cai Inútil, cai Seco! Seco! Povo árido, Frio, pálido Anseios gelados Parcos! Parcos! Córrego que não corre Não vivifica Não há vida Pontes rubras De vergonha Por serventia Tão medonha Levar a sede De um a outro lado De um riacho Ressecado Leito dos nãos Dos sonhos vãos Só pó, só chão Seco! Seco! Ressequida Preterida Preterida! Vida Vida?! Córrego que não corre Não vivifica Não há vida Sonhos vãos De todos nós Sonhos vãos De Pedro, o algoz Nossas vontades secas Da fonte à foz Sonhos vãos De todos nós Sonhos vãos Do involuntário algoz Nossas vontades secas Da fonte à foz Córrego Que não corre Seco!
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Crux Decussata Itsari Martyr of uncommon belief Crucified in the incognito glory X I'm a three-legged dog Running after the cars' wheels of fortune And when I finally reach then, Another limb is amputated Now I'm a two-legged dog Dragging my but after The so-far-away cars' Brightness wheels-of fortune I am the one that, for love, slowly tastes the phlegm of the tubercular whore who kissed me the day before. No empires I'm not Augusto No protection, I'm not dos Anjos Fallen cell I am the worm Workman of ruins "Monster of darkness and brightness I suffer since the childhood's genesis The bad influence of the zodiac signs" It hurts to think that I may Be my own rottenness Unique and horrible Family estate Which my children Will have to inherit I'm a legless dog Seeking for the brightness Wheels of fortune
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Américo Fontenelle Itsari Come and see it ruin The wonderful city big myth Under the burden of poverty's dark complexion Where the ammoniac stink of urine Dried by the heat of the exhaust-pipes And of the tropical sun Burn the nostrils A place to purge resignation Lowered-head sin And "Yes, Sir" in the Lips Bright faces The stink of sweat And of the recomforting alcohol breath Red Concrete and dust Grey Unbearable heat Blackish yellows The smiles that easy The Hell's Central Station
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Gang of Dogs 06:40
Gang of Dogs Itsari Remind me of when I lost my soul Damn cold! Too cold! And I'm a little fraction of what I've wanted to be Yeah, I get scared When I find myself Still trying have feet dry and something else Cold, too cold And I've been a fraction of what I've always wanted to be Yeah, I read all night long Trying to learn to get back in time And finally understand my original wrong Yeah, I get scared When I find myself Still trying have feet warm and something else Cold, too cold And I'm just the fraction I always allowed to be Last night Came back The idea of private hell Too cold to the touch But where I burn so much Where a gang of dogs guard my soul And put the selves in my way Whenever I try to escape From this town Damn Cerberos in my way Whenever I try to escape From My little hell Last night Came back The idea of private hell Too cold to the touch But where I burn so much Where a gang of dogs guard my soul And put the selves in my way Whenever I try to escape From this town Damn Cerberos in my way Whenever I try to escape From My little hell Where can I climb Through this wall And change from wanna-be to in fact be-what-you-want? Wake up with the sun heat; Streets with no dogs to paralyze me Completeness! Completeness! Where do I find this sweet lie? Completeness! Completeness! Where do I find this sweet lie? I wanna lie too I wanna lie too I wanna lie too I wanna lie
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Cabeça de Bode Preto Enterrada Embaixo do Obelisco Come on! This is the way, I feel I'm tired of losing I'll leave here Gotta break your chains too I'm gonna break away with you So far away from here And make you see That here lies the happiness killed by ourselves Gotta break your chains too I'm gonna break away with you Come on baby This is the time Leave behind the fog inside your head Gotta break your chains too And you're gonna break this curse on you So far away from here And you will see That here lies the happiness killed by ourselves Gotta break your chains too I'm gonna break away with you Staying, we hurt ourselves With the black horns, or else With the cold that burns on the inside, When that drops cool the grey sky Time's up, baby! Hurry up, baby! You must see for yourself Sad nights, no more No more crying for an unlived life A life confronting the mausoleum of our luck The first landmark of our misfortune No more crying For the undone Undone And no more Stumbling over The black pieces of our Misfortune's founding myth The great Imposing Misfortune Monument Staying, we hurt ourselves With the black horns, or else With the cold that burns on the inside, When that drops cool The gray sky Time's up, baby! Hurry up, baby! You must see for yourself Sad nights, no more No more crying for an unlived life Come on baby! Your last chance To leave behind the fog inside your head Gotta break it! Gotta break it! Gotta break these chains And you're gonna break this curse Gotta break these chains And you're gonna break this curse Gotta break these chains And you're gonna break this curse And you're gonna break Yeah! Yeah!
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Grisáceo 01:04
Grisáceo Gris Hace gris Cerebro gris Persona gris Niebla espesa y... Gris
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Imperial 04:32
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En: Imperial is the second full lenght album by Itsari released through Travolta Disco Records based in São Paulo.

Pt: Imperial é o segundo disco lançado pela Itsari através do selo Travolta Disco baseado em São Paulo.

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released December 3, 2007

En: Recorded, mixed and mastered by Davi Baeta in Cabo Frio/RJ, Brazil, betwen march and october 2007. Produced by Itsari.

Pt: Imperial foi produzido por Itsari. Gravado, mixado e masterizado por Davi Baeta entre março e outubro de 2007 em Cabo Frio/RJ.

Todas as músicas compostas por Rafael Ferreira, exceto "Boiçucanga 40km" e "Desperation", por Rafael Ferreira e Bruno Fernandes.

Todos os arranjos por Itsari.

Letras por Bruno Fernandes.

Design: dascinzasdesign.

Vocais adicionais em "Gang of Dogs", "Américo Fontenelle", "Cabeça de Bode Preto Enterrada Debaixo do Obelisco" e "Revólver na Mão de Macaco" por Rafael Ferreira.

Baixo em "Grisáceo"por Rafael Ferreira.

Guitarras adicionais em "Imperial", "Revólver na Mão de Macaco", "Boiçucanga 40km" e "Crux Decussata" por Davi Baeta.

Piano em "In Swedish - Vinkar av Kattegatt" por Rodrigo Buzum.

Violoncelos em "In Swedish - Vinkar av Kattegatt" por Guilherme Maravilha.

Ruídos vocais em "In Swedish - Vinkar av Kattegatt" por Eduardo Souza.

Programação em "Architecture of Lund" por Rodrigo Buzum e Rafael Ferreira.

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Itsari Petrópolis, Brazil

... e aí ele falou que queria voltar para Petrópolis! Stefan Zweig, nosso novo disco disponível na íntegra para confundir ainda mais as suas vidas, terceiro álbum oficial da Itsari um resumo agnóstico da sofridão acalentada da arte pós-moderna líquida, a antítese da tipificação midiática e confortante que a música contemporânea se tornou.

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