“Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?”(Mae West)
Versione italiana al link: Non voglio un guru con me
I introduce my new song with the precious words of Angelo Bucci, which seem to resonate from my own soul: 'Can love and logic be reconciled? Notoriously, when we talk about feelings and human relationships, we trespass in areas that mark the defeat of any possible mathematical rigour. However, if we want to imagine the formula for 'Just Love', it should include three fundamental aspects: Affinity (spontaneous sharing of experiences, values and projects), Passion (that 'chemical fact' that triggers cerebral and carnal desire) and 'Playful Sense'. The development of a common project and carnal passion entail a daily 'effort' that inevitably triggers tensions that are sometimes 'fierce', to the point of severely testing the sentimental relationship.
The "salvation" comes precisely from the "Sense of Play", from that ability that we should have to dilute the tensions through play, laughter, "frivolity". How can we 'evoke' the action of this saving element? The 'Sense of Play', in short, leads us to cheerfully override the so-called 'Murphy's Law' (the one that 'imposes' on the falling coin to 'hide' under the furniture). Misunderstandings, suspicions (often unfounded), tensions artfully induced by external parties, can shake even the most solid relationships, i.e. those supported by the first two "contents" of "Right Love": Affinity and Passion. And here, then, is the need to resort to the third and fundamental element of the formula: the providential "Sense of Play". Minimizing, laughing, playing and chasing each other just as two children would do. Life is short. Why bother?"
Below you can find the video of the English version of the song. To follow, the English lyrics.
Video at the link: DON'T WANNA A GURU IN MY BED
DON’T WANNA A GURU IN MY BED
WHENEVER YOU WANT, WHENEVER YOU LIKE
I’LL WRITE YOU A SONG TO MAKE YOU FEEL RIGHT
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN, AVAILABILITY
I’M MEAN BUT BELIEVE, I CAN GO BEYOND ME
LOVE ISN’T RATIONAL, IT’S POETRY, IT’S PASSION
IF YOU’RE GOING OUT OF FASHION, COME ON!
FIRST IT’S ATTRACTION, NO RATIONALIZATION
MORE LIKE A RECOGNITION OF SOULS
AND I DON’T, DON’T, DON’T WANNA A GURU IN MY BED
NO I DON’T, DON’T , DON’T NEED A FREUD IN MY HEAD
WELL, I DON’T , DON’T , DON’T EXPECT YOU TO UNDERSTAND
‘CAUSE I DON’T, DON’T , DON’T WANNA A GURU IN MY BED
YOU’RE PERFECT TO ME, YOU DON’T NEED TO BE
PSYCHOTHERAPY…FOR FREE!
I CAN SAVE MYSELF, DON’T NEED ANYONE ELSE,
BE JUST MY BOYFRIEND
LOVE MUST BE LIGHT, HEAVY BURDENS ASIDE,
AND TOGETHER WE’RE BRIGHT, WE WILL SHINE
WE CAN LAUGH AND MAKE LOVE, OPEN SKIES UP ABOVE
PLEASE DON’T TALK ANYMORE, COME ON!
AND I DON’T, DON’T, DON’T WANNA A GURU IN MY BED
NO I DON’T, DON’T , DON’T NEED A FREUD IN MY HEAD
WELL, I DON’T , DON’T , DON’T EXPECT YOUT TO UNDERSTAND
‘CAUSE I DON’T, DON’T , DON’T WANNA A GURU IN MY BED
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