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NOVEMBRE LYRICS
"Dreams d'Azur" (2002)
1. The Dream Of The Old Boats
2. Novembre
3. Nottetempo
4. Let Me Hate
5. Sirens In Filth
6. Swim Seagull In The Sky
7. The Music
8. Marea
9. Old Lighthouse Tale
10. The White Eyed
11. Neanderthal Sands
12. Christal
1. The Dream Of The Old Boats
Running by the shiny ship way
Which flows thoughtlessly
Down the marine mirror
Of a ionic waterline
There was a fresh breeze
Strange peace
Tranquility
And there was the sun
It was even able to warm me up
No longer an enemy
The sight passed me by, as pictures running
Playing to a sweet roundabout
Then the mighty of a boat
The art in its misery
Its baroque shams
Its gone inlays
Its arcane ornaments
Its lone gaze
Its ancient memories
Its wars lost
Splendid
As Venice has never been
As the moon won't ever be
Just like only is the sea
It was a dream, just a dream
'cause only in a dream there's fresh breeze
the can warm me up
wish I could dream it again!
2. Novembre
Here it is
It brings the nothingness of tomorrow
Here it is
It brings the silver of another sorrow
The last wave
The very last wave
And then it arrived
Now unable to enchant these eyes
Weakened by the desperation of a suicide
The last sunshine
[Solo: Massimiliano]
And when finally hate shall bring us together
And when all love gone bad
Will be at least turned to hate
I'll rise again
3. Nottetempo
Mille anni orson'
Fantasie retro
Accadra domain
O puo darsi mai
A thousand years ago
Retro fantasies
It's gonna happen tomorrow
Or never
[Solo: Massimiliano]
Per mill'anni ancor
Scrivero il tuo nom'
Su spiagge del domani
E in poesie del mai
For a thousand years more
I'll write your name
On tomorrow's shores
And in poems if the never
4. Let Me Hate
Let me hate
As black prevails
As blood invades
As love congeals
Let me hate
5. Sirens In Filth
Bitterness blows in the heart
Like chilly draughts in a hall
Of a crystal castle
Lost among clouds made of gold
Those anxieting visions
Images behind frozen windows
Make my eyes bleed
Ebony blood
When the silver-grey fluid shall crack reality's walls
Mixing with blood and filth as sirens swimming in pitch
When the sweet arcades of these desperate our owns
Trickle down upon the misery of this dead everyday life
Like pitch on your wings
Like a child lost in a war
Like dark paint upon a shiny picture
Like dirty sperm on a toy
And when the new star will shine if it's own black
And there will be nowhere to shelter
Maybe they'll understand who we are
What we'll cry for!!!
6. Swim Seagull In The Sky
Speechless
Unreal
Drowning in an abyssal silence
Slowly moving this immensity
I fly, swimming in this dark blue sky
It's cold, I'm scarred and besides rust
Even ice covers these doors
[Solo: Carmelo]
God knows how I'd be awake now
God knows how my eyes would tear now
God knows how I wouldn't lose my way
God knows how scared I am
How the seagull would pass away
[Solo: Carmelo]
Swim seagull in the sky
[Solo: Carmelo]
7. The Music
Incomprehensible like life
Unexplainable like infinity
My lord our god
An abstract entity the music is
Inconceivable like life
Immeasurable like infinity
My god our lord
It witnessed our beginning so the music is
Annihilating, upsetting
Mirror of joys and sorrows
It lives outside reality's walls
And we are its doors to our dimension
It comes through our emotions
It runs through our art
And come out from our veins
From our pains
And so we use it right annihilate
And so we use it right to upset
Coming out from our pains
From our veins
8. Marea
[Part 1 - Nostalgia / Its Gaze]
E' come impazzire in un mare dorato
Anguish at the everlasting waters we feel
Staring at the darkest parts of the blue sea's eyes
It blinds by us by its silence left a widower by a winter
Which can never melt the icy salt of its waves
And left orphans by warm snows we go insane
At your ancient resigned gaze
The golden swords of the sun can't even scratch
Your intense mixture of silver and blue
Which deified our ancestors
Which witnessed science's temples
Which carefully hides the island of the ancient future
Which kept the melancholic secrets of countless mortals
[Solo: Massimiliano]
[Part 3 - Behind my Window / My Seas of South]
And now that the cold has returned
Where's my window
From which I used to dominate
The world?
My grey, bleak, azure world
A world without no wars
A world where I could even fly
Now I know live doesn't belong to these lands
It flies free above all this
I could see it from behind my window
Bringing me that happiness which wet the eyes
Where are my seas of south which wet the eyes now?
Where is my window now that the cold has returned?
[Solo: Carmelo]
9. Old Lighthouse Tale
Life blows cold at my face now
And I see it and I suffer it again
A frame after the other
A second after the other
A guitar screams as I reach my last shore
In front of me there's just a sea
The immense sea of a last goodbye
And behind me, emptiness
Just the emptiness of a life
I've tried, but I can't see nothing else
No more romanticism in this waves
No more poetry in the eternal hate
Between the sea and the sky
Hate, hate breeding the unreachability of the horizon
I felt the fury of centuries eating this rocks away
I've seen the millennia sweeping away millions of mortals
Dying still searching for the meaning of this striving in vain
Striving just to disappear into the oblivion of an abyss
These waves to infinity are calling me know
And I'd never thought their call could ever be so irresistible
I join them, I drown in them, I lust with them, I pass
I pass away by them as I'm as one with them now
10. The White Eyed
Naive blind eyes
Childish white eyes
The good child of evil
The mother came to her daughter
Giving her a bit of herself
A bit of her madness
A bit of her blackness
How many were we in the beginning
And how many left?
How many of us are still dying in you?
And now the sun: Again. Oh sun!
Give us dust
Starvation
Give us sweat
Tears
But kneeling, genuflected
We silently pray to you
To free her from her black mother
Seagulls eat the eyes of the people
Seagulls eat the eyes of the dead sailors
You have taught us
You have eaten my eyes mum
11. Neanderthal Sands
Caught in the whirls of time
Cold winds bring me to timeless shores
Shattering, flowing down, grain by grain
By the sandglasses of the past
As innate as memory
As anxieting deja-vu
The unconscious awareness
Of the error we are
The unconscious awareness
Of the exception we are: in the universe
We are alone!
12. Christal
Once she told me about a dog
Which abandoned by its owner
It died of melancholy
Since then it's all a little bit clearer
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