How To Burst Red Spot

a note of music is music
".. . love the words do not count,
has music. "
the trinity is dance!

If you had asked me: "How are you?"
if you had asked me where we go
t'avrei replied, "Well, you know certain"
speak to you but without breath
me get lost in your eyes colossal
the North Star comes to mind and you're not laughing, just not worth
not speak and if I'm wrong then I do not speak

How I loved and how much I love you not
know and do not know why do not I told you never
even though the rest in silence, you can understand yourself

How much I've loved and I love what you do not know
I never said and do not I will tell you never in love
words do not count count music.

If you had asked me: "What do we do?"
if you had asked me where we go
t'avrei answered where the wind goes
the clouds are embroidery
me it's raining on his head a storm
are you hiding the sky but then disappears in the middle of words
why I do not speak and then I feel bad

How I loved and how much t ' I love
not know and do not know why do not I told you never even
rest in silence, you can understand yourself

How much I've loved and I love what you do not know I never
said and I will tell you never in love
words do not count count
music.

How much I've loved and I love what you do not know
I never said but one day you'll
Love, words do not count the music has

Getting Id Confiscated

In Womb damp, dark temple,
the shadow was cold, swollen incense;
the angel came down, like every evening,
to teach me a new prayer:
then d 'Suddenly he loosed
hands and my arms became wings,
when he asked me - you know the summer
I, for one day, for a moment,
ran to see the color of the wind.

We flew over the houses really,
beyond the gates, gardens, streets,
then slipped in the valleys where the olive flowering
embraces the screw.

went down there, where the day is lost
to seek alone, hidden among the green, and he spoke as
when you pray,
and at the end of every prayer
had a vertebra in my back.

Fabrizio De Andrè - The dream of Mary


yes.