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All you young artists , this is how to do it, A real genius, on of the great underestimated performers of the last 30 years.🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿❤️great music.

Stupenda

Maybe they didn't call encore

Still here years later. And also. Fuck you. Hate me. Let me out.

I adore this song ..this voice! I don't listen often as it brings so many memories.... But when I do, I appreciate and love. Many thanks Damien xxx

Everybody is in love with Lisa, so I am not alone in that way. I hope it has not become overwhelming for her over the years.

Let me out

Damn.

Demo version is scarily better

Passionate lovely rendition. Quality only Dido could deliver.

Every version of this song is a different masterpiece; but One2One with Cantus Domus is my most favorite one.

I don't think many of the people we call musicians nowadays could even deliver half of this performance. I wish I had watched it live.

Anyone kn 2030?

It doesnt get any better than this.

Me parte en mil❤

He can really look into your heart. I was due to go and see him last year with my daughter, then my mother died the day before. Obviously didn't go, but maybe I should have. He might have helped purge the pain

15 years, still love this guy

06.05.24 Unreal

❤

💔🎧❤️‍🩹

Da applausi e lacrime

Beklemek üzerine felsefe kitabıydık

Fantastico

Found this when I was 14… I’m 30 … still sing this song

Che poeta !!!!! Grandissimo!!

Fuck us with this Song for eternity please darling💋❤️💋🔥🤭👄😎👠🖤🔥🔥🧡😝🧡❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥🌹

Sweet performance. This is the first song I heard from him. Adored him ever since. I saw him in Boston, MA in 2006. Damien did this song with a very heavy metal/hard rock tone. Totally unexpected. Wasn’t sure what was going on at first. I was blown away, shaken to the core. Went solo to that concert as well. Lately I’ve been scouring for a video of that, but nothing doing. WOW I’d love some help.

What television can broadcast i don't know my law textbooks never directly relate to whether his chorus will be censored

Unica e sola canzone di Capossela, secondo RUclips. E unico dei rarissimi video in cui è presente, sempre secondo RUclips.

Discovered him a few years ago, don’t even understand how he is not bigger than what he is. He is ART PERSONIFIED!

Fantastica.

Powerful ❤

Meravigliosa ❤

Like if you still love this 15 years on!

Years later, and just feeling alive like how I used to be. Damien Rice and his music! ❤

One of his best legendary songs his emotion and everything goes with it

Mah....

Watched him in Brooklyn in November. Damo's still got it 😎 unbelievable

This video is 15 years old already! I love this song, it's got so much soul in it.

Fresca era l'aria di giugno E la notte sentiva l'estate arrivar Tequila, Mariachi e Sangria La fiesta invitava a bere e a ballar Lui curvo e curioso taceva Una storia d'amore cercava Guardava le donne degli altri Parlare e danzare E quando la notte è ormai morta Gli uccelli sono soliti il giorno annunciar Le coppie abbracciate son prime A lasciare la fiesta per andarsi ad amar La pista ormai vuota restava Lui stanco e sudato aspettava Lei per scherzo girò la sua gonna E si mise a danzar Lei aveva occhi tristi e beveva Volteggiava e rideva ma pareva soffrir Lui parlava stringeva ballava Guardava quegli occhi e provava a capir E disse son zoppo per amore La donna mia m'ha spezzato il cuore Lei disse il cuore del mio amore Non batterà mai più E dopo al profumo dei fossi A lui parve in quegli occhi potere veder Lo stesso dolore che spezza le vene Che lascia sfiniti la sera La luna altre stelle pregava Che l'alba imperiosa cacciava Lei raccolse la gonna spaziosa E ormai persa ogni cosa Presto lo seguì Piangendo urlando e godendo Quella notte lei con lui si unì Spingendo, temendo e abbracciando quella notte Lui con lei capì Che non era avvizzito il suo cuore E già dolce suonava il suo nome Sciolse il suo voto d'amore E a lei si donò Poi d'estate bevendo e scherzando Una nuova stagione a lui parve venir Lui parlava inventava giocava Lei a volte ascoltava e si pareva divertir Ma giunta che era la sera Girata nel letto piangeva Pregava potere dal suo amore Riuscire a ritornar E un giorno al profumo dei fossi Lui invano aspettò di vederla arrivar Scendeva ormai il buio e trovava Soltanto la rabbia e il silenzio di sera La luna altre stelle pregava Che l'alba imperiosa cacciava Restava l'angoscia soltanto E il feroce rimpianto Per non vederla ritornar Il treno è un lampo infuocato Se si guarda impazziti il convoglio venir Un momento, un pensiero affannato E la vita è rapita senza altro soffrir La poteron riconoscere soltanto Dagli anelli bagnati dal suo pianto Il pianto di quell'ultimo suo amore Dovuto abbandonar Lui non disse una sola parola No, non dalla sua gola un sospiro fuggì I gendarmi son bruschi nei modi Se da questi episodi non han da ricavar Così resto solo a ricordare Il liquore pareva mai finire E dentro quel vetro rivide Una notte d'amor Quando dopo al profumo dei fossi A lui parve in quegli occhi potere veder Lo stesso dolore che spezza le vene Che lascia sfiniti la sera La luna altre stelle pregava Che l'alba imperiosa cacciava A lui restò solo il rancore Per quel breve suo amore Che mai dimenticò

Este lugar, íntimo y discreto, refleja bien el estilo de vida por el que Dido optó. La perdidos en los grandes circuitos de difusión, pero ella continuó viviendo feliz en estos pequeños lugares. Pocas personas son capaces de renunciar a la fama y la exposición masiva como ella lo hizo.

And today was the day when I stopped singing this to anyone else. After a decade I'm on the floor telling myself to let go. Love you. Hell when you're around. Fuck you. And all we've been through. Leave it.

Grazie di esistere!❤

🍀The Irish are passionate people.

Their energy is so positive; ❤

she wrecks me

This song speaks to my soul. I’ve lived every word of it.

It takes a lot to know a man It takes a lot to understand The warrior, the sage The little boy enraged It takes a lot to know a woman A lot to understand what's humming The honeybee, the sting The little girl with wings It takes a lot to give, to ask for help To be yourself, to know and love what you live with It takes a lot to breathe, to touch, to feel The slow reveal of what another body needs It takes a lot to know a man A lot to know, to understand The father and the son The hunter and the gun It takes a lot know a woman A lot to comprehend what's coming The mother and the child The muse and the beguiled It takes a lot to give, to ask for help To be yourself, to know and love what you live with It takes a lot to breathe, to touch, to feel The slow reveal of what another body needs It takes a lot to give, to ask for help To be yourself, to know and love what you live with It takes a lot to breathe, to touch, to feel The slow reveal of what another body needs It takes a lot to live, to ask for help To be yourself, to know and love what you live with It takes a lot to breathe, to touch, to feel The slow reveal of what another body needs What are you so afraid to lose? What is it you're thinking that will happen if you do? What are you so afraid to lose? (You wrote me to tell me you're nervous and you're sorry) What is it you're thinking that will happen if you do? (Crying like a baby saying "this thing is killing me") What are you so afraid to lose? (You wrote me to tell me you're nervous and you're sorry) What is it you're thinking that will happen if you do? (Crying like a baby saying "this thing is killing me") You wrote me to tell me you're nervous and you're sorry Crying like a baby saying "this thing is killing me"