notte il respiro. Martina guardami, sono qui. T?immaginavi vedermi qui? Forse ti sembrera strano ma ho bisogno di te. (Grazie a Marco D'Angelo per
(Instrumental) Mixed among the letters Was a young boy's school report About the three wise men And how they were nearly caught Now many books have
up from the water's edge, And they appear young no more - White haired, widowed, and what they would have been. Children at eternal play. Angels of the
