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Performance such as this turn pole dancing up side down…

Anastasia Skukhtorova Pole Dance

And do not forget to take the opportunity to serach for and listen once more to the original version of Lonard Cohen’s Halleluja…

I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Baby I have been here before I know this room,
I’ve walked this floor I used to live alone before I knew you.
I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch Love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
There was a time when you let me know
What’s really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Maybe there’s a God above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It’s not a cry you can hear at night
It’s not somebody who has seen the light It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain
I don’t even know the name But if I did, well, really, what’s it to you?
There’s a blaze of light in every word It doesn’t matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn’t much I couldn’t feel, so I tried to touch
I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah

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Ti cercherò tra le stelle e la luna piena

O all’ombra serena di un baobab

Raccoglierò le carezze di tutto il mondo

Per farti una casa nell’anima

Con i tuoi silenzi io racconterò di te

La gente mi ascolterà

Mi verranno incontro per chiedermi chi sei

Così io felice risponderò

E sarà come in una danza innamorata

I passi li scegli tu per me

Volerò sulle ali della tua speranza

Tra i colori del tuo giardino con te,

tra i colori del tuo giardino…

Abbraccerò le ragioni dei tuoi respiri

nel vento che muove le nuvole

riposerò coltivando le tue parole

cullandomi al sole dell’anima

E sarà come in una danza innamorata…

e sarà come ritornare a primavera

nei giorni del primo amore

cercherò tra le pieghe d’ogni tuo sorriso

le radici del tuo giardino per me,

le radici del tuo giardino…

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