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July 19 poesia del mio amore5 luglio 2007 Dopo aver espanso i miei passi June 14 breathlessIt's up in the morning and on the downs Little white clouds like gambolling lambs And I am breathless over you And the red-breasted robin beats his wings His throat it trembles when he sings For he is helpless before you The happy hooded bluebells bow And bend their heads all a-down Heavied by the early morning dew At the whispering stream, at the bubbling brook The fishes leap up to take a look For they are breathless over you Still your hands And still your heart For still your face comes shining through And all the morning glows anew Still your mind Still your soul For still, the fare of love is true And I am breathless without you The wind circles among the trees And it bangs about the new-made leaves For it is breathless without you The fox chases the rabbit round The rabbit hides beneath the ground For he is defenceless without you The sky of daytime dies away And all the earthly things they stop to play For we are all breathless without you I listen to my juddering bones The blood in my veins and the wind in my lungs And I am breathless without you Still your hands And still your heart For still your face comes shining through And all the morning glows anew Still your soul Still your mind Still, the fire of love is true And I am breathless without you April 09 most of the timeIl più delle volte Il più delle volte Il più delle volte Il più delle volte Il più delle volte LAMENTI've seen your fairground hair, your seaside eyes Your vampire tooth, your little truth Your tiny lies I know your trembling hand, your guilty prize Your sleeping limbs, your foreign hymns Your midnight cries So dry your eyes And turn your head away Now there's nothing more to say Now you're gone away I know your trail of tears, your slip of hand Your monkey paw, your monkey claw And your monkey hand I've seen your trick of blood, your trap of fire Your ancient wound, your scarlet moon And your jailhouse smile So dry your eyes And turn your head away Now there's nothing more to say Now you're gone away I'll miss your urchin smile, your orphan tears Your shining prize, your tiny cries Your little fears I'll miss your fairground hair, your seaside eyes Your vampire tooth, your little truth And your tiny lies So dry your eyes And turn your head away Now there's nothing more to say Now you're gone away sorrow's child N.CaveSorrow's child sits by the river Sorrow's child hears not the water Sorrow's child sits by the river Sorrow's child hears not the water And just when it seems as though You've got strength enough to stand Sorrow's child all weak and strange Stands waiting at your hand Sorrow's child steps in the water Sorrow's child you follow after Sorrow's child wades in deeper Sorrow's child invites you under And just when you thought as though All your tears were wept and done Sorrow's child grieves not what has passed But all the past still yet to come Sorrow's child sits by the water Sorrow's child your arms enfold her Sorrow's child you're loathe to befriend her Sorrow's child but in sorrow surrender And just when is seems as though All your tears were at an end Sorrow's child lifts up her hand And she brings it down again |
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