O mio babbino caro,. mi piace bello, bello;. vo andare in Porta Rossa. a comperar l anello!. S, s, ci voglio andare!. e se l amassi indarno,. andrei sul Ponte Vecchio,.
in the tomb of my desire. sleeps the ghost, burns the fire. of days gone by. the lost dominion. . she is the one with four faces. metal wings and the traces.
Maria, my Maria. sit alongside me. Maria, sweet Maria. stay with me. . why arent you. running to. the arms of God?. dont close your eyes. he will close them for you.
underneath my eyelids. I can see the shape of a glowing light. and I smile, and I cry. . the light it gleams of a perftect bright. and then it shifts to a soft, pale white.
please take me to heaven. in a black and white dream. we will drift on clouds of ivory. on a smoking air stream. and then we will float away. . please take me to heaven.
as dusk grows cold. and the sky comes forth,. echoes long and low. the piercing thorns of dawn. have now all gone away. . bathe me in darkness. beneath thy veil.
in the silence of my empty bed. I sleep with your voice and the things you said. but all of your words seem to lose their meaning. when I am left alone here dreaming.
Ici le jardin. ici les ombres. lignes de fleurs bleus. la lune et Zephyrus. ici vous me trouverez. Mon jardin secret. Mon jardin secret. Mon jardin secret.
anguish is near. so close with me here. and I have nowhere to run. and nowhere to hide. so just let me lie. here by your side. . but before I sleep. before I escape.
in the empire of the one-eyed King. behind the iron gates of sleep. beyond the reach. of all loss and longing. of all my suffering. . in the kingdom of the melancholy.
in the empire of the one-eyed King. behind the iron gates of sleep. beyond the reach. of all loss and longing. of all my suffering. . in the kingdom of the melancholy.
in the thaw of coldest winter. rage the storms of my black spring. grows the thorns in my black garden. haunts me with your suffering. . in the cold of deepest water.
the snowflakes are dancing. stirring in Decembers breeze. spin drifting sideways. swirling high in spiraled steeps. catching stars and grooming wings.
lost in lands of shadow. in times of sorrow. I am waiting. waiting for tomorrow. tomorrow never comes. the day is broken. broken by the night. and the night is forever.
guardian angel with your strong blue wings. taken from the feathers of a baby dove. guardian angel with your soft white robe. made out of pieces from the clouds above.
when you are with me. I feel alone. a candle burning. against the sun. . I try to pull away. to try and reclaim. my indentity. my own name. . so cold.
will you still notice. when I close myself down. with my leaves wilting. with my petals brown, again. . will you still. will you, please. dont look away.
the funeral drum beats on. when all the feeling is gone. the curse that you have laid. these mortal hands have made. the burning sun will lie. against the shapeless sky.