Please rain a tear of light in black ocean way Fellows smell of musk, through a tree-lined road In the dark green flow Outside tell me your name softly Outside wake me tonight slowly Please lead my dance with care With your mid-fall's rained words. We are the friends dancing in a sleeping Rome Come on now dance through the bends of a glorious past We drink the tears of sky, with our trembling mouths Between earth and grey clouds... Someone tells we are dead when our dream is gone. How to prove to you that's wrong? So Please enjoy our dance outside Feel cold blue trance inside deeply Please lead our dance with care With your mid-fall's rained words
La mota, il viso dei dormienti, Le colpe lievi delle genti, si Mi guardano come se Niente pi'u niente fosse vero Nemmeno il cielo tra le dita Che piange su di noi Stringete lana imbevuta Mi bagno il viso un'altra volta, no Non mi dite che Dovete andare pi'u lontano, Umide vesti scolorite Che fate male sulla pelle Come la mota sulla pelle Le ore lorde degli incanti I sogni scuri dei perdenti, s'I Scorrono come se Il buio fosse acqua e terra Torrente scuro, silenzioso Le labbra viola seducenti Umide membra già basite
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Copy to Clipboard: Please rain a tear of light in black ocean way Fellows smell of musk, through a tree-lined road In the dark green flow Outside tell me your name softly Outside wake me tonight slowly Please lead my dance with care With your mid-fall's rained words. We are the friends dancing in a sleeping Rome Come on now dance through the bends of a glorious past We drink the tears of sky, with our trembling mouths Between earth and grey clouds... Someone tells we are dead when our dream is gone. How to prove to you that's wrong? So Please enjoy our dance outside Feel cold blue trance inside deeply Please lead our dance with care With your mid-fall's rained words
La mota, il viso dei dormienti, Le colpe lievi delle genti, si Mi guardano come se Niente pi'u niente fosse vero Nemmeno il cielo tra le dita Che piange su di noi Stringete lana imbevuta Mi bagno il viso un'altra volta, no Non mi dite che Dovete andare pi'u lontano, Umide vesti scolorite Che fate male sulla pelle Come la mota sulla pelle Le ore lorde degli incanti I sogni scuri dei perdenti, s'I Scorrono come se Il buio fosse acqua e terra Torrente scuro, silenzioso Le labbra viola seducenti Umide membra già basite
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