Violet Tears : Breeze of Solitude

Gothic Doom / Italy
(2007 - Ark Records)
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1. RISING TIDE

Smell of rain tonight, while
The last drink goes down heavy
Like mist.
I speak and feel you closer…
Solitude, I said,
This is like I feel
This is what I feel.
Why can't I feel how
Do you love me?
And the rain starts to fall down
On my old skin.
Sometimes I think of you like
Never I might…
All is fallen behind, so
I push it back.
All is too old.


2. DOUBT

Truth lost in time
Does nothing to explain why my pain is,
Thin and clear as doubt.
The sweetness of my silence is lengthening,
Leaving me a short bitter taste.
Lost in time,
Truth lost in time,
Lost in time along the paths of
Our deceits, transparent like
The sunset of my sadness.


3. ETERNAL ILLUSION

Listen to my lament.
Nothing. Everything ends.
For a moment I looked at the sky
And the clouds stopped dropping
Tears on my face.
The time is over,
It can't go back.
In the wind I hear to resound…
…Take away my tears.
Far the sound grows up
Close your eyes,
I could see my eternal illusion.
I don't want to go on
The silence is deep and
All is so too great and
I'm so little.


4. HOMECOMING

Sounds pierce my ears.
Slow the music frees my passions and
The night comes with our solitudes.
We neighbours cradle Our solitude,
Trying to forget the silence of our hearts.
The night frost goes down deep in
My soul and I see
I'm at home again.


5. WAVES OF LONELINESS

Just now I make out as
Words could hurt and
It doesn't matter who utter is you…
All I want is to feel
The old wounds bleed, stained by…
If only I had been able to be left,
I don't look for my happiness in yours, now.
If your eyes could stop me
I, maybe, would stop
To forget everytime you embraced me defeated…
Why should I take care of your blood,
As I know you would?
When all will be yellow
I'll still smell that odour, sad like
The memory of our illusion and
Cold like the end is and
It'll be too late to look in me
For your happiness.
If only you had been able to be left,
You don't look for your happiness in mine now.


6. THE LONG YEARS

Amid the rotting ruins
Red sand flows in
The silence of a moonscape in
The beam of an amber glow.
Rain, rain falls slowly,
The rain falls steady.
Rain on our ruins,
Washing over a sharp pain and
Flowing into brooks and
Streams and rivers
Overflowing like a solitary scream,
Washing over lonely and calm plains,
Then slowly sucked into
The desert of our vanity.


7. VELVET MOON

I buried uselessly that light in
The sky vastness…
Stone after stone to choke down its power.
The same light was aflame with
Passion my every languid look for Short seconds and
Lightened the heavy gloom of
My dull soul, among the stars,
Through a window.
I threw up a carpet of
Autumnal leafs, fresh and Scented petals of
Purple roses To darken the bashfuler gleam.
The same light appeased and
Look after my tormented sleep in
Summer nights, cradling and caressing me with
Velvet and fresh white hands.
I tried to catch this long and
Golden-haired light in a plot ofv light and shade schemes,
Painting in cold colours, while she was asleep,
The opal sky with mad and
Desperate frieze of lies and with laced doodles of
Resigned sadness.
Oh my lost sweet moon,
Tomorrow one more second of your light voice,
Of your ethereal song inebriates my breath
With your blow of jasmine in bloom,
Drove by the salty breeze of
This enchanted night.
Laid your lips once again on mine and
Raise my soul to you forever,
My moon, between sweet harp notes,
Plucked from thin and angelic fingers.
All this night I want is
A velvet kiss of light from your lips.


8. DIMENTICATI

Ombra nascosta,
Cieca e dannata,
Chiusa in sé nella notte fiorita
Schiava di un sogno eterno
E chiusa in una preghiera d'addio.
Brucia dentro
Questa ultima ora,
Smarrita nella tua falsa coscienza;
Lucida, perversamente fredda,
Trapassando una parte di me.
Canterò al cuore di un giorno sperduto
La sua catena, le sue ceneri
Tra passate deserte stagioni d'amore
La sua catena, le sue ceneri.
Ricordi filtrati in istanti di vuoto,
Confusi e rinati da un oscuro remoto.


9. DROWNED…

Music and sex…
The face oppressed on
The marble floor, soft as…
Voices, voices.
Only voices…
It seems someone is dead,
Leaving the acrid smell of solitude

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