Love is a melody
that in the silence
of past wrongs
rises everyday
to find us,
and astounds us,
to be sung again.
Del sengo al coda.
Go back to the change
and begin.
It was not the end.
Love is a melody
that in the silence
of past wrongs
rises everyday
to find us,
and astounds us,
to be sung again.
Del sengo al coda.
Go back to the change
and begin.
It was not the end.