Candle in the Wind

Candle in the Wind

30 dic 2013

Comfort and Joy



God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay

Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas day

To save us all from Satan's power
When we had gone astray

Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy

Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy


22 dic 2013

Only Time




Who can say where the road goes 
Where the day flows
Only time 
And who can say if your love grows 
As your heart chose
Only time 

Who can say why your heart sighs 
As your love flies
Only time 
And who can say why your heart cries 
When your love lies
Only time 

Who can say when the roads meet 
That love might be in your heart 
And who can say when the day sleeps 
If the night keeps all your heart 

Night keeps all your heart 

Who can say if your love grows 
As your heart chose 
Only time 
And who can say where the road goes 
Where the day flows
Only time 

Who knows? Only time



16 dic 2013

Center of the Sun






Young girl in the market
Used to the men
When the men leave
Her eyes are red
When her eyes are closed again
She sees the dark market on they buy their eat

And she sings:
'They say the most horrible things
But I hear violins,
When I close my eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done'

Young boy in the market
Follows all the men
When the men leave
He's out of his head
When his eyes are closed again
He sees the dark market on they buy their eat

And he sings:
'They break the most beautiful things
But I hear violins,
When I close my eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done
I look into your eyes
And I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done'

Young boy in the market
Sees the girl alone
And asks her:
'Have you lost your way home?'
She sings:
'You say the most beautiful things,
Just like my violins'

I look into your eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done

When I close my eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done

11 dic 2013

Pene d'Amor Perdute



Non desidero una Rosa a Natale 
più di quanto possa desiderar 
la Neve a maggio: 
d'ogni cosa mi piace che maturi 
quand’è la sua stagione.

W. Shakespeare