(Federico Mondelli)

Liquid sight of blue
Are no more your hands
And the cold caress
On my salty skin

Tail of chill
Lips on lips
Are no more these nights
Are no more

I'll sleep on my shattered sphere
Made of dreams and crystal keys
Only carried by the song
Of the fairies of the sea

Kissing the eyes
Of a blind carver
You made him sign me
On my eternal scar

I envy the arms
Of the light bearer
Holding you within
The sleep of memory

Like relicts and old tapes
Only loved by who knows
That loosing a star
Is bitter as her light

I'll sleep on my shattered sphere
Made of dreams and crystal keys
Only carried by the song
Of the fairies of the sea