18.05.2024
Carillon del Dolore - Sciami di mosche bianche Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
English
Swarms of white flies
Swarms of white flies rise to the skyColoring the clouds with the color of their eyes
I follow their flight through the window
Do not enter into judgment against this faithful soul, O Lord
Eyes of mine, rain from above to those who call you with so much ardor
Body of mine, from below, wait for the soft reconciliation
Do not enter into judgment against this faithful soul, O Lord
I go back to what’s mine
All around
Scattered places to divert my path
I can no longer see clearly
Where this road leads
Waking up from sleep and exclaiming:
'I could intervene on the elements'
Waking up from sleep
Dreaming the dream
Dreaming the dream
The eye of the white fly is staring me in the face
More white flies gather to listen to me
Don’t swat them, they don’t bother me now
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