„Like a king, at night, has nightmares of losing his crown, you were too afraid of love.“

»I forget you, my love
I’d like to tell you this
I believe I had a taste
Of the torment of the memories
And my voiceless grief
Can’t promise me anymore
A life against the window, a life against the window
To see the passing of the cyclones, to see the passing of the cyclones
The cyclones

I forgot your voice
Your velvet kisses
And the sound of your steps
And your too heavy perfume
I don’t have any more of the love
You cadged
All of it has faded, all of it has faded
At the passage of the cyclones, at the passage pf the cyclones

We saw them from afar
One by one, aligned
They escaped from your hands
The sky and the earth were inversed
One of them shattered everything
And then the next one arrived
To perfect the damage

But I recovered from
The cyclones, my love
And the sky and the earth
Are, once again, in order
Like a king, at night,
Has nightmares of losing his crown
You were too afraid of love
Not to dedicate it
To the passage of the cyclones, to the passage of the cyclones
The Cyclones«

Calogero Passage Des Cyclones

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»Das Leben ist nie etwas, es ist nur die Gelegenheit zu einem Etwas.» - Friedrich Hebbel
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