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The blue sleigh

We meet it passing by
without getting old
but we know it's with us only when we're in love
In a dream, whenever it will call us
with the soul, wishing
to not be forgotten by its restlessness
 
Chorus:
 
The blue sleigh
is actually our love
it turns us and guides us
and puts us at the crossroad
The blue sleigh
is actually our love
it guids us and turns us
looking for a silent place
The blue sleigh
 
We meet it passing by
without getting old
but we know it's with us only when we're in love
In a dream, whenever it will call us
with the soul, wishing
to not be forgotten by its restlessness
 
Chorus
 

Believe!

Rich man, poor man, naive or smart
as long as you live, it's good and it's right
to enjoy as long as you can enjoy
the light inside the man, his warmth...
Sometimes, you think that it's all in vain
and you wait resignedly a year to pass by
maybe tomorrow will be better than yesterday
and then, your heart urges you to hope....
 
Chorus:
 
And believe,
believe
in yourself and the ones around!
Yeah, yeah, believe!
Believe!
In the power of love
and 'specially, in the good God above!
 
You don't wanna hear of war and needs
and everyday, you accuse the bad ones
but it's better to know that it ain't late yet
for planet Earth to be deserted
The world that we live in would be better
if you won't hate, if you'll love.
The neat and good thought will always lighten
all that you will build, all that you will create...
 
Chorus x2
 
Believe!
 

If it will happen...

I go with the infinite thought
I go close to the end
and learn to begin from thoughts,
lonely and sad, a man that was a poet
I go with my thought to the sky
I go at a moment of truth
and see a star that dies
and another crying her love whispering
 
It will happen that the last man left will die, I wish
that two lovers as us would remain, it that can happen.
Both to disappear suddenly in their silence
for no one of them
to cry of longing
if that last man left will happen to die...
It will happen that the last man left will die, I wish
that two lovers as us would remain, it that can happen.
Both to disappear suddenly in their silence
for no one of them
to cry of longing
if that last man left will happen to die...
It will happen that the last man left will die, I wish
that two lovers as us would remain, it that can happen.
Both to disappear suddenly in their silence
for no one of them
to cry of longing
if that last man left will happen to die...
If it will happen...