Don Juan
Hampsicora
Σάβ, 30/12/2017 - 22:12
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The Poor Man And The King
I hear your voice
In this town
The soul heats up
Almost inexistent
It fades away in a moment
A picture of serenity
It's just a sound
But for me, this is music
A masterpiece of simplicity
Lights turn off
Over this city
Diversity fades away
And there are only shadows
Around me
I can't tell the poor man from the king
It's just a sound
But for me, this is music
Your voice
Amid this veiled reality
It's just a fire
That will light up the world and you as well
You'll know how to tell
The poor men from the king
Now I touch your voice
In this town
I have you inside my soul
A burning shiver
A whisper in this moment
You are here now
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Mina: Κορυφαία 3
| 1. | Amor mio |
| 2. | Ancora, ancora, ancora |
| 3. | Parole, parole |
Idioms from "Il povero e il re"
| 1. | In un istante |
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This work has been done by Alma Barroca. In case you want to use it elsewhere, please ask for permission - if given, my name must be always mentioned as the author. If I find my works being reprinted without permission I will request for it to be removed.