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BROKEN VIOLINE 
by Martina Rimbaldo 

BROKEN VIOLINE IN THE GENITLE   AND PURE HANDS OF YOUR GUARDIAN ANGEL

 

CAN NOT PLAY A LONG TIME FORGOTTEN MELODY

 

AUTMN LEAVES ARE  FALLING SILENTLY ON  THE OLD DIRTY EARTH UNTIL IT FADES

 

AND TURNS TO DUST

 

DARK CLOUDS ARE FORMING  IN THE SKY

 

RAINY TEARS ARE FALLING ON YOUR PALE FACE WASHING AWAY THE NEEDLESS FEARS

 

LIHEN COVERS YOUR  ONCE WHITE GOWN

 

YOU RE ALL ALONE IN YOUR SORROW

 

WHAT SECRETS DO YOU HIDE INSIDE

 

 

 

WHY YOUR WINGS CAN NOT  FLY

 

IS YOUR SPIRIT BROKEN

 

YOU RE CRYING FROM PAIN AND SUFFERING

 

OH MY ANGEL DO YOU BLEED

 

FROM SCARS IN YOUR HEART

 

IS NEFARIOUS WINDSTORM COMING

 

COME TO ME IF YOU NEED SHALTER  AND REST

 

COME TO ME TO FIND YOURSELF AN UNENDING PEACE

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