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[Lyrics by: Vittorio Manara / Music by: Macbeth]

Like a spell from which I can't awake

Now I sleep soundly,

dying in your arms,

I felt your tears glide on my face

and your hands hold mine

for the last time,

the angel of mystery

is here to lead me

in the kingdom of silence.

We are immersed

in a boundless sea of sorrow

death is the darkened horizon

we'll reach in our  wreck,

sweet is my rest like a kiss

of the woman I loved

and now her heart is veiled

with a cloud of sadness.

You'll close my weary eyes

languishing and resigned

and petals of withered roses

will settle on my weak body as tears

I'll rove forever on the banks

of the oblivion's river

but I'll hear your mounded heart

Cry for me.

"..and my tears will furrow my cheeks

and will rush in the endless ebony abyss

of torment."