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Black Angel
Pop/Ballade • Texter: Monica Bergo
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Instrumentierung |
Klavier, Orgel, Panflöte, Geige, E-Gitarre |
Art der Partitur |
Partitur |
Verleger |
Monica Bergo |
Sprache |
Italienisch |
Music and song composed by me
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8WwkpByOx9w
♫ *'¨` * • .¸¸. ♫ ♫ * Black Angel'¨` * • .¸¸. ♫
I'll sing of my time going
In a moment, it's over and you're here
I feel a chill
I lose a beat
You are a black angel, cold coating this my reality
I always knew, I was expecting you
So I really did not imagine you
You are beautiful and powerful, with infinite grace take me away with you
and I would like to ask you a little 'more, that will be me, and those who leave this world
only a last look at mortal life
show me the people at my funeral
who weep, who laugh, is my carnival
I want to scream, "I'm here"
as in a mirror I see me reflected
white soul and another hidden
It is she who has always dulls the mind me
You shall judge her
my black angel where it will take me, immense and eternal heaven or hell will open
in the middle ground I see them parade
my many sins, my wasted days
give me back my world and delete them
Angel black, black angel
What is false and what is true
Reveals to all your mystery
Angel black, black angel
Angel black, black angel
Not my color is gray
Better shine or burn
Black angel, black angel
Do not leave me in purgatory,
you know that then I get bored
Angel black, black angel
If your heaven is empty, hell I'll be in good company,
In good company
My eyes that open and then
There's that moment when you do not know who you are
It is the moment of which I nourish myself every day
Who I am? What do I do? What do I need?
And here's my dream comes to mind
And fear no more
I need time, joy and life
Rewrite history, I give her infinite
as a minstrel of many colors, my voice will scatter
And once again I understand the essence
And the real joy of this existence
To take the moment and all the love that I meet in the journey
This little world is all I have
I dance to the rhythm of time that I will live again
I know that the dark angel will come back to me
I will have done more
No score to settle
Explains those your wings and follow you'll know
Angel black, black angel
What is false and what is true
Reveals to all your mystery
Angel black, black angel
Do not leave me in purgatory
You know that then I get bored
Angel black, black angel
Not my color is gray
Better shine or burn
Angel black, black angel
If your heaven is empty
Hell I'll be in good company
In good company
Monica Bergo
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