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The curse of eternal flight
Pop/Ballade • Texter: Monica Bergo
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The curse of eternal flight
Instrumentierung |
Klavier |
Art der Partitur |
Für einen Interpreten |
Verleger |
Monica Bergo |
Sprache |
Italienisch |
Music and song composed by me
The curse of eternal flight
The air seems motionless and a tear flies
this trick melts and runs off my face
my circus of love and good intentions
leave and leave me here
And the inverse formula I've always believed in
now lashing out at my wounded pride
I am crazy to teach that you give more love
the more you get for yourself
I am here
strange useless actress
I swallow anger and tears
I stumble among my missteps
I hide sides of the soul
I would like the sky to split and then
with all my breath I would scream it
that no, you can't always be strong
It is the curse of eternal flight
which takes me higher
I never touch the ground
it's that sad smile that curls its lips
and of this Pierrot
then deforms the face
a pathetic grin on the wax face
I curse the origins and the cold that was there
It was the most beautiful flower in this garden
you polluted it, dirtied it
you changed his fate
welcome to Hell
I will be nearby
and sberano forever
like Count Ugolino
I don't laugh anymore ...
And tick-tac-tac
the clock of the wicked
and tick-tick-tick
revenge of the offended
your time flows
and your end comes
and I dance above your grave among the thorns
And it ticks-ticks
this bomb that you triggered
and tick-tick
the innocence you stole
there will be only the fire of hell for you
it burns with me that hell i have eternal
You will remember me
of this pathetic clown
with a poetic soul
and I'll be one step behind you
but you won't recognize me
with your eyes you will not see me
justice I will do it my way
magic potions and phrases
brush up on the formulas
let's swap places and you
you will be the most vulnerable
just a useless puppet
why don't you laugh?
This curse
your punishment
and your eternal flight
will not save you from this hell
It's your punishment
it's a curse
you can escape forever
but you will not escape from this hell
This damnation of yours
is your punishment
it also flies forever
then go back to hell here
Laugh clown
you look in the mirror
it's a sad reflection
laugh at yourself
Laugh clown
you look in the mirror
it's a sad reflection
laugh at yourself
only about yourself
I wake up and now I am 2 steps from the sea
the horizon is lost
I'm going to find it
it is a middle ground that has no master
the perfect retreat for my season
And breathe this air that tastes of pain
I put the mask back on and I know what to do
I am tired with all this hatred in my heart
I reshape my smile and start flying again
because I am so ....
I who taught you to live
I wish I could repaint
those days of yours without fairy tales
I bring shame and tears
We 2 who are now in ashes
splendid phoenicians again
I teach you to fly away from here
what a swallow is looking for by going to migrate
more heat, more sun, I too would like to rest
but I remain here hanging from this other pain
until you close your eyes and watch you sleep
this curse of eternal flight
I turn it into treasure and then I give it to you
and you can
fly away from here ..
Monica Bergo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ws3FO1aQHY
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