wind at mount elo
lyrics
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I am
Espirito del Agua
Innocence (the
same or a new one)
My lips blow you wind
She-He renewed
In(k) Meditation
Lost Cosmonaut
Sei l’Oro che ti veste
Truth Explored
Purity Movement
i am
We are
charged of brightness
and it’s time to face any reality
among earth and sky
Burn the Stars
crossing the night
for a long while
nobody is allowed
to hesitate right now
espirito del agua
Maybe you do not know
that the moon dreams
Maybe you do not know
that water speaks
water heals broken hearts
water saves
if you do not know this
you know nothing
innocence (the
same or a new one)
In the morning of his birthday
he decided to go
in the morning of his birthday
he felt he had to go
it was not a matter of dreaming
it was not a matter of wishing
in the morning of his birthday
he had to go
He will leave for a long trip
In order to throw away all his burdens
He will leave for a long trip
to have back his wisdom
and innocence
innocence
innocence
the same or a new one
in the morning of his birthday
he will go
He will get lost
in all that space
He will get lost
in all that silence
He will get lost
lost
lost
Each morning he will feel a bit lighter
Each morning he will be able to see farer
Each morning he will look deeper in the sea
and higher in heavens
Each morning he will not be afraid of dying
for this reason he will be heard by the ocean
protected
by the wind
by the sirens
(that’s me, I’m a siren)
by the winds and sirens
his thoughts will become his rhythm
his feelings just rhythm
He will know that the red light at the horizon
is not the announcement of the apocalypse
just light suggesting him his way back
He will not be frightened to come back
as he knows that things annihilating us
are just like waves
on the side
on the side of a boat
we have to find a balance
So following the way of Ancient Kings
a sweet evening of September
he will take his way back
his way back from a long trip
to my arms
with his rhythm
his birthday
I’m a siren
to my arms
his birthday
his rhythm
I am a siren
his rhythm
his rhythm
to my arms
his birthday...
my lips blow you wind
In this night of rising moon
silence is my companion
I caress your hair
my hand on your belly
thanks to you
I’m throwing down
the doors of my fears
I feel again
tenderness and love
may you rest well
sing I will hear you
go on singing I will hear you
My hands my hands on your face
my arms around your sides
my lips my lips on yours
my body my body is warm
my breath my breath is light
my hands always on you
my lips blow you wind
blow you wind
Wind is my voice
Sun is my skin
I will come to you
I will come to you
Outside the wind is cold
it’s running just like my thoughts
on the streets, on the fields
my mind bursts into fire
my hands always on you
my lips blow you wind
blow you wind
Light will come in a few hours
now you see the stars and the moon
giving you all their light with love
Nature never leaves you alone
And I do not leave you without Light
You’re perfume, skin and soul
You are light to me
I put my hands on your body
and I will come to see you
in this windy night
I will come to see you
in this windy night...
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Exploding
Fighting
No mercy
No reason
just like a crazy soldier
in a desolated field
so I am
so I am
so I am
so I am
so I am
she-He renewed
Visita Interiora
Terrae
Rectificando Inveniens
Occultum Lapidem
Veram Veram Veram Medicinam
V:I:T:R:I:O:L:V:M:
Visit the core of the earth,
go down into the depths of yourself,
bringing light and order
you’ll find the Hidden Stone
that’s true Medicine
in(k) meditation
I stay still
still
among the ruins
as knowledge comes
comes
after our craft
True
true joy
is a serious thing
as stars give us our gifts
but do not decide for us
All I have
is inside me
skin and flesh and nerves and bones and heart
(and stomach)
Res severa est verum gaudium
Omnia mecum porto
Post laborem scientia
lost cosmonaut
May it be true
that the last thing we think of
before falling
is the substance
in which we rest
all time allowed to us
between one life and the other?
and the other....
and the other....
And is it that thing
that colours our dreams
light or dark?
Does anyone know?
Does anyone know?
I saw a white boat
sailing
sailing
sailing
sailing
Now, I dream music.
Wide-open eyes
crystal windows
sparkling stars
able to await
pure gifts
advancing
advancing
spread-winged
advancing
and sparkling
I sink my hands
into the earth
I smell my hands
rising clear
May it be true?
Does anyone know?
May it be true?
sei l'Oro che ti veste
Maybe you don’t know
no, you don’t know
who you are
Maybe you don’t know
Sei fuoco improvviso
Maybe you don’t know
Sei cielo violacceso
Maybe you don’t know
Sei curva di arco
Sei passo sul monte
Maybe you don’t know
Who you are
Maybe you don’t know
Sei foresta grande
Maybe you don’t know
Sei danza e ardimento
Sei verde portamento
Sei rissa di venti
Sei lama d’avorio
Maybe you don’t know
Sei l’Oro che ti veste
Sei splendida forza
Sei maestosa alba
Maybe you don’t know
Sei bosco di cervi
truth explored
I have left my monastery
with a case in my hand
before that I had given away all what I had
clothes, objects, worthless things
I have saved only what reminded me who I was
In these months, I have lost and found me again tens of times
and each time I was a bit different
carrying inside me something of someone else
or something of me I didn’t know I had
I found again my singing
with all its colours
that shine
each time I plunge into the multigreen vegetation
Lord, give me a garden of glass,
a rose of winds, an awakening
SALVAMI SALVAMI SALVAMI
Lord, give me a garden of light,
a rose of winds, an awakening
SALVAMI SALVAMI SALVAMI
I survived to the plagues
opening on the palms of my hands
and over my eyes
From that day I went away from that place full of silence,
the big blue dams, now marking my face, opened
From that day I obeyed to my ancient fate,
I have obtained nothing more than
strong, wild and dangerous emotions
I slept each night in a different place
I confused countries
I didn’t realise where I was going
and when I could have stopped
I have always said to love freedom
I have obtained it without discounts
Lord, give me a garden of glass,
a rose of winds, an awakening
SALVAMI SALVAMI SALVAMI
Lord, give me a garden of light,
a rose of winds, an awakening
SALVAMI SALVAMI SALVAMI
Strange paths full of roots
coming out of the earth
suggested me where I was going
Colours mixed with the grey of the hard stone
it is what always happens inside me
and now
after having run breathlessly
towards the roaring of the thunderbolts
I have written these words
to stay alive
in order to put down my old case
I have always said to love freedom
I have obtained it without discounts
I have written these words to stay alive...
A rose of winds...
purity movement
Sopra il mare
larghi spazi d’argento
per le vie
cassia e incenso
per le vie
dolce voce
larghi spazi
sulle vette
larghi spazi profumati
vasi e avorio
mirra e incenso
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Artemide,
sulle vette
pronuncio il tuo giuramento
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Sopra il mare
su carri
per le vie
larghi spazi
eco acceso della voce
per le vie dolce voce...
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I hold you strong all night,
the light ones, the dark ones,
the sleepless ones, the dreamy ones,
the nights of Dionysus,
I hold you strong all night,
the hot ones, the strong ones,
the dreamy ones, the sleepless ones,
Golden Star,
Goodnight,
Golden Star
