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Beyond The Clouds
Pop/Ballad • Lírico: Monica Bergo
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Instrumentação |
Piano |
Tipo de composição |
For a single performer |
Editora |
Monica Bergo |
idioma |
Italiano |
Music and song composed by me
BEYOND THE CLOUDS
Beyond the sun and beyond the clouds
Where fairy tales lose magic
There is a place where nobody goes
Even reality stops here
And it is a path that has no end
Mark the border
Between false and truth
follow the dark and you will pass it
And there you will find me, I am a shadow
You look for me in a sea of old memories
My mind becomes clouded and I still forget it
Think back to what it was like to feel like a child
You cried and wanted your mom close
But I was never a daughter
And that's exactly why I didn't grow up
I am in a limbo of broken dreams
Of inhibited flights, of love never born
I live here, beyond the clouds
I write fairy tales that I will never live
Surrounded by the pages
I will forever fill
I live here, beyond the clouds
And the mask I will wear
It will be the one you choose
Only then will you see me
Spoken part:
I live here
I do not speak your language
I don't live in your world
I no longer seek light and heat
I no longer feel the sun on my skin
And I don't waste time in the futile search for love
There is no one who even looks for me in his memory
Because I am a shadow, nameless and faceless
Don't ask for me, nobody knows me
Don't tell me about yourself and your life, I don't understand you
Once I also had a life
But I don't want to remember it
To forget the pain
Like snow I melt in the sun
I am looking for words that I never said
Across a lake of tears
I feel your pain
That's why you're here
I walk in the wood of the spider nests
And pieces of mud rained down from the sky
Because I don't forget where I come from
I flashed in a flash and quickly I go out
And don't tell me the things you saw
Because I no longer understand your language
By now I perceive only one language
That comes from the heart and explodes in a song
I live here, beyond the clouds
Where to cry is impossible
Here the tears do not come down
The ice will prevent it
I live here, beyond the clouds
Where the woods are impenetrable
I look alone in this reality
Look better and find out
What with me
A thousand spirits, like fireflies that shine
Animated by my chills
They will never go out
If a star shines and then dies
Don't be sorry
Heaven will replace it
And so, my time ran out
I'll be that wind that
It will touch you and it will disappear …… ..
Monica Bergo
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