Le
stanze del sole nero
IL SOLE NERO
Dietro il sole c’è
un viso
Luminoso
e spettrale
Dietro il bene c’è
il male
Improvviso
Dietro
il sole c’è un viso
Di un bambino che gioca
E la voce un po’
roca
Di un vecchio
Dietro il sole c’è
un mondo
Tutto da immaginare
Se lo provi a guardare
Morirai
Dietro il sole c’è
un mondo
Ricoperto di rovi
Se ad entrare tu provi
Straziato
sarai
Se tu guardi le nubi
Passare contro al
cielo
Tu vedrai il sole nero
ancora
Se tu guardi le nubi
Cercando il vero
Tu vedrai il sole nero
ancora
Dietro il sole c’è
un prato
Che fiorisce in
inverno
Ma che resta in eterno
Un giardino incantato
Dietro il sole c’è
un prato
E una bimba che dorme
Dentro a un sogno
deforme
Di un mondo inventato
Dietro il sole c’è
un cuore
Rosso sangue
Che implacabile langue
Per la sete d’amore
Dietro il sole c’è
un cuore
Malato di silenzio
Si consuma di vino e
d’assenzio
Si consuma d’amore
Se tu guardi le nubi
Passare contro al
cielo
Tu vedrai il sole nero
ancora
Se tu guardi le nubi
Cercando il vero
Tu vedrai il sole nero
ancora
Se
spalanchi le porte
Cercando il vero
Tu vedrai il sole nero
ancora
Se spalanchi le porte
Cercando il vero
Tu vedrai il sole nero
La
morte
MARTYRDOM
I
have found a shelter for your heart
In
this house built of pain
I
have embraced this emptiness
I’ll leave this shroud of
pain
Our
love can be salvation
Or
the worst defeat you can imagine
Hate
shall sweep us all away
In
this age of martyrdom
My
will of forgiveness it’s drowning
Leaving
me full of scorn…Almost
unable to love
Our
love can be salvation
Or
the worst defeat you can imagine
We
are souls breathing sadness
Ever
searching for hope
I
will cross ground zero
The
dead place of my emotions
I
will cross ground zero with you
And
when this black hole vertigo
Shall
leave us breathless upon some distant shore
We
will finally open our eyes
Free
from dust, hate and scorn
I
will cross ground zero with you
Our
love can be salvation
Or
the worst defeat you can imagine
PALE
DEAD FACES
See
the pale dead faces appearing on the walls
I
am trying to erase these faces as this nightmare grows
Hold
me close, ask me to be courageous
Your
little child is growing mother…
Hold
me close in heaven’s grace
The
night shall embrace my fears
Far
from innocence and shame
My
heart’s to blame in weakness domain
Of
pale dead faces
With
screaming eyes…
Their
silence is filled with echoes and lies
I
realized I can’t melt your nightmares
But
I’ll be there when they will come again
Hold
me close in heaven’s grace
The
night shall embrace my fears
Far
from innocence and shame
My
heart’s to blame in weakness domain
Of
pale dead faces
INQUIETUDINE
Simboli vuoti
E odore di stanze
chiuse
Ricordi di sangue e
silenzio
E noi…
Figli di un dono così
grande
E così fragile
La schiavitù della
carne
La mia inquietudine
Sottili equilibri
Sospesi sul nulla e
poi
La ruggine sulle
labbra
E noi…
Figli di un dono così
grande
E così fragile
La schiavitù della
carne
La mia inquietudine
Sottile come tela di
ragno
La mia inquietudine densa di catrame
E’
il mio respiro
MY SOUL IS EMPTY NOW
My
soul is empty now
Except
for some unidentified stain
Some
little bloodrops
Some
unpredictable negative thoughts
Something
I can’t control
My
soul is empty now ?
SIN
OF PURITY
The
bitter taste of pain and broken promises
Fill
my mouth again…This empty loneliness
This
burning wish of sin has filled my heart of mire
A
broken glass within…A shape of bleak desire
Forgive
me for I have sinned and I will sin again
Forgive
me for I have sinned and I will sin again
This
rage it’s a rusty nail sometimes stronger than me
I
have found myself so frail…Through weakness and
purity
And
when this ice shall melt I wonder what I will see
A
burned concrete core or a bloody memory
Forgive
me for I have sinned and I will sin again
Forgive
me for I have sinned and I will sin again
This
rage it’s a rusty nail sometimes stronger than me
Forgive
me for I have sinned and I will sin again
Perdonami perché è
troppo piccola un’anima sola
Per contenere questo
buio e ancora…
Una timida luce cerca
di farsi fiamma e calore
NIGHT
WILL COME
Die
my child, pay for my sins
I
am your will revealed
Night
will come and with the morning sun
You
will be saved
CHAOSINSOMNIA
Here
in the dead of the night
The
black sun seems so far
But
I am uncounsciously waiting for the black blood
That
soon will stain the walls of my inner obsession
Qui in un angolo della mia stanza
Il sole nero sembra così lontano
Ma io lo sento appena al di là
del mio sguardo
e inconsciamente lo vedo apparire
Oltre i vetri affumicati del
presente
Si impadronisce degli spazi vuoti
Li riempie di nulla e perturba la
fragile armonia delle cose
Con una folle nota dissonante...
Bleeding
sin chaosinsomnia
Altered
senses burn my mind
Something...Someone...It’s
pushing behind my eyes
Fino a quando ciò che era essenza
Diviene ombra, annullamento,
vuoto, alterazione
"Experiencing
minor difficulty.
Have
a positive
up-angle.
Attempting
to blow"
TRACES OF PAIN AND SHAME
(VAJONT 9 OTTOBRE
1963)
Non
ci sono parole
per un’alba livida
Di fango, acqua e
dolore
Non ci sono parole di
perdono per un olocausto
Nessun perdono
Non c’è un ultimo
abbraccio
E non c’è tempo per
ricordare
Nemmeno una tomba su
cui piangere
Non
c’è un ultimo respiro
In cui racchiudere una
vita
Ma soltanto tracce di
dolore e vergogna
E nessun perdono
Nessun perdono
CHAOSINSOMNIA
I AM THE BLEEDING SHAPE
I am the little bleeding shape
I am the silent wail of your
dreams
Can you hear my voice now ?
I am sure you can hear me
Even in the light of day...
Don't try to forget me, 'cause I
am yours and you are mine
I am sure you can see me bleeding
And you will not call for help
You are so ashamed, so afraid
One more time
I am bleeding
A human shape born from your
heart
Reminding something you would like to forget
Do you remember the cold and
bitter mud
flowing down from the cracked
walls of reality ?
Come in, look behind my crimson
mask
And I’ll tear your skin and
grab your soul
And you will dwell forever
In my evergrowing collection...Of
your nightmares
Or you will discover the truth in
these poisonous waves
My gift for you...Your greatest
treasure
I am nothing
A figure born of rainy air
And I still bleed...For your
shame, for you...
...Release me, release your heart
Or I will be an unending echo
Resounding through the empty
halls of time
In this burning insomnia
Don’t hate me
Just remember
I can’t die without you and you
can’t live without me...
Without me...Your child
And now would you like to sleep ?
Just remember
I am you...And you are me
Forever
ESTEL
Trough a closed window
The world outside it’s mirrored
In my room
And I can’t deny
This desire to die
With the stars in my heart
See the suspended leaves
They float as if by magic
A simple spell
You can’t see
And I can’t deny
This desire to die
With the stars in my heart
When the light will be a feeble
shade in my closed eyes and I will have nothing more
to dream, except the treasures of my remembrance, I
will be able to feel this enchantment and fill this
silence with songs and voices ? Don’t leave me,
until’ the last drop of life and then, only shining
dew shall reflect the azure wastelands where free
birds fly.
To be a part of the game, the
everlasting becoming…
…This is my promise to myself,
this is my only hope…to die with the stars in my
heart…
FIREFLIES
Dreamcandles of life, moments of
fleeting beauty…Something true to find, in this
hypnotic nothingness
Fireflies appears trough silence,
merrily they dance, leaving a golden path inside the
night
They fade away…
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