Arborea is a town and comune in the province of Oristano, Sardinia, Italy, whose economy is largely based on agriculture, with production of vegetables and fruit.
Arborea was built by the fascist government of Italy in the 1920s, after the draining of the marshes which covered the area. The village was populated by families (mostly composed of peasants) who came from the regions of Veneto and Friuli (North-eastern Italy).
Arborea is named for and lies within the medieval Giudicato of Arborea, which had its capital, at various periods, in nearby Tharros and Oristano. The town was originally named Villaggio Mussolini (with which it was inaugurated on October 29, 1928), by the fascist government. Less than two years later, the name was revised to Mussolinia di Sardegna ("Mussolinia of Sardinia", to distinguish the town from Mussolinia di Sicilia, now Santo Pietro in the commune of Caltagirone, Catania). The current name was adopted after World War II.
Timothy Charles Buckley III (February 14, 1947 – June 29, 1975) was an American vocalist, and musician. His music and style changed considerably through the years; his first album (1966) was mostly folk oriented, but over time his music incorporated jazz, psychedelia, funk, soul, avant-garde and an evolving "voice as instrument," sound. He died aged 28, leaving his son Jeff Buckley from his marriage to Mary Guibert.
Tim Buckley was born in Washington DC on St. Valentine's Day, to Elaine Buckley (née Scalia), an Italian American, and Tim Charles Buckley Jr, who was the son of Irish immigrants from Cork. He spent his early childhood in Amsterdam, New York, an industrial city approximately 40 miles northwest of Albany; here at five years old he made his first acquaintance with music, his mother's progressive jazz recordings (she was a fan of Miles Davis).
Tim's musical life began in earnest after his family moved to Bell Gardens in southern California in 1956. His grandmother had introduced him to Bessie Smith and Billie Holiday, his mother to Frank Sinatra, Miles Davis and Judy Garland and his father to the country music of Hank Williams and Johnny Cash. When he attended Bell Gardens' public schools he was ready to catch the folk bug going around. At the age of 13 he taught himself the banjo, and with his new friend, Dan Gordon, and several others formed a folk group inspired by the Kingston Trio that played local high school events.
why you failed, you failed to help me
now it's too late
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, and
you know that I'm blaming you
you will never admit it to anyone
you won't even admit it to youself
all the words you spent on me
all the promises you weren't gonna keep
WHY, WHY, WHY, WHY
all those times I felt rotting away
all those times I felt like being in hell
many times I implored yuo for help
many times you said you'd come to me
WHY, WHY, WHY, WHY
why you failed, you failed to help me
now it's too late
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, and
you know that I'm blaming you
I hope you're feeling bad
look what's left to me
I hope you're feeling bad
now that I won't come back
WHY, WHY, WHY, WHY
why you failed, you failed to help me
now it's too late
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, and
I can't think of any way to free you
I won't think of a way to persuade you
I don't think I've found the answer to this
I can thank god for what you've shown me
[Chorus:]
All I can think of are ways to wast my time with you
All I can dream of is space that should be filled by you
Somehow you seem so untouchable
Open up your soul let me see you
Isn't it great how we all end up the same
I hope that you can get some love today
[Chorus]
So take yourself into that zone
Into a place no one knows
Where you can put away your trust
And no one sees your lust
To control it isn't hard
When her touch is an upstart
[Chorus]
Koito mene saka dos, koito mene saka
ti ludo Djore dos, ti si ludo Djore.
Nemu che go dadem dos, nemu che go dadem
ti ludo Djore dos, ti si ludo Djore
Sednalo e Djore dos, sednalo e Djore
ti ludo Djore dos, ti si ludo Djore
vanka na vratisti, vanka na vratisti
ti ludo Djore dos, ti si ludo Djore
Koito mene saka dos, koito mene saka
ti ludo Djore dos, ti si ludo Djore.
Nemu che go dadem dos, nemu che go dadem
ureobeoryeo wae chamneungeonde
jilleobeoryeo wae samkineunde
handubeonjjeum manggajindago dallajineungeon
amugeotdo eobtjanha
sesangi cham nae pyeon doejil anha
geu nugudo nae mam gatjil anha
gudeun sal cheoreom bakhin hansum gateun mal
hasoyeoneun gipi neoheodulkke
wirohante gidaeji anheulkke
dorawatdeongeon sangcheoppun
naman nal anajul su isseo
tikkeulgateun bicheul nan butjapgo dallyeoga
ikkeute gyeolguk nan utneunda mideumyeo
geoulsoge nal bomyeo sorichinda
naega nal wihae sorichinda
ureobeoryeo wae chamneungeonde
jilleobeoryeo wae samkineunde
han dubeonjjeum manggajindago dallajineungeon
amugeotdo eobtjanha
ureobeoryeo
gaseumi cham mudyeojijil anha
sarangdo ildo swipji anha
heon de sesangeun wae jakku
naege beotiran yaegiman hae
tikkeulgateun bicheul nan butjapgo dallyeoga
ikkeute gyeolguk nan utneunda mideumyeo
geo ulsoge nal bomyeo sorichinda
naega nal wihae sorichinda
ureobeoryeo wae chamneungeonde
jilleobeoryeo wae samkineunde
handubeonjjeum manggajindago dallajineungeon
amugeotdo eobtjanha
ureobeoryeo
tto nunmulttawi heullineunge mwo eotteotago
borandeusi ireoseomyeon dwae useojumyeon dwae
keun naeireul gidaryeo
Ye, Ow ! Ye, Sucker, Ow !
When You Take The Pusher's Pyramid Then You Looked At What You Went And Did Thing's Start To Happen Oh So Slow Then You Want Another Go
What You Doing To Me What You Saying To Me I Don't Give A Damn No More What You Doing To Me What You Saying To Me I Just Think Your One Big Bore
Woo, Yer, Check It, Bashing Out With All Your Friend's Don't You Stop Or Try To Pretend When We Start To Shake So Low That's When Were Going to Have Another Go
What You Doing To Me What You Saying To Me I Don't Give A Damn No More What You Doing To Me What You Saying To Me I Just Think Your One Big Bore
Woo, Yer, Woo Stop Your Acid And Your L.S.D. Stop And Try To Think Of Me When We Start To Sink So Low That's When Were Going to Have Another Go
What You Doing To Me What You Saying To Me I Don't Give A Damn No More What You Doing To Me What You Saying To Me I Just Think Your One Big Bore Woo What You Doing To Me What You Saying To Me I Don't Give A Damn No More What You Doing To Me What You Saying To Me I Just Think Your One Big Bore