I would like to be a little alone
with the dreams that I lost
And the mystery of silence
a voice comes to me
and they bring many things to life
what forgotten I thought
that are in your voice
I love you so much
I bless this silence
that returns to give me the lost illusion
they return to my soul
the hours of tenderness
that next to you but I enjoyed
It is the immense grief for her
to know what it is to lose
and it's always your voice
that comes from the absence
wrapped in silence
to take refuge within my veins
In the voice of silence
I meet again
the crazy urge to find you
excited and dying
in the tenderness of your love
in the tenderness of your love
I would like to be a little alone
with the dreams that I lost
and they bring many things to life
what forgotten I thought
and it's always your voice
that comes from the absence
wrapped in silence
to take refuge within my veins
In the voice of silence
I meet again
the crazy urge to find you
excited and dying
in the tenderness of your love
in the tenderness of your love
in the tenderness of your love
Letter: Paolo Limiti
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