gli occhi, e lasciar andare il respiro Per sempre Dentro di me Come sei stata sempre Come non sei stata mai Diecimila granelli di sabbia cadono dai
: In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice
: (Bob Dylan) In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a
: Ti voglio cullare cullare posandoti sull'onda del mare del mare legandoti a un granello di sabbia cosi' tu, nella nebbia piu' fuggir non potrai
: There were three farmers in the north, as they were passing by they swore an oath so mighty oh that Barleycorn should die one of them said: drown him
You caged the wild man that raged inside me Took a hell bent cowboy, made his hands sure and steady But today when you walked out, what was I gonna do
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There?s a dyin? voice within
So shallow, not even an infant Could drown within this compassion But I feel as if I've drowned just the same But rather from my ignorance That unconditional
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice within
When you were just a girl the stars would fall into your hands The universe and galaxies would yield at your command From grassy fields and fallen leaves
I've fought for long and I've promised to learn not to live connected with you drugging the world So you're in control deciding our future before
Bobby wears his cap and a baseball jersery That carries the name of his favorite star He's waiting at the curb Daddy better hurry It's quarter to 12
Yeah, when I came to you were standing by the foot of the bed I was still hung over and my eyes were bloodshot and red Did you think that things were
Legata a un granello di sabbia Mi vuoi lasciare, tu vuoi fuggire ma sola al buio tu poi mi chiamerai. Ti voglio cullare, cullare posandoti su un'onda
One, one, one grain of sand One, one, one grain of sand Just one little grain of sand Can change your life and ruin your plans Undermine your house of
(Bob Dylan) In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet, flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice within
