This is for youThis is for youIt is my full heartIt is the book I meant to read youWhen we were oldNow I am a shadowI am restless as an empireYou are the womanWho released meI saw you watching the moonYou did not hesitateTo love me with itI saw you honouring the windflowersCaught in the rocksYou loved me with themOn the smooth sandBetween pebbles and shorelineYou welcomed me into the circleMore than a guestAll this happenedIn the truth of timeIn the truth of fleshI saw you with a childYou brought me to his perfumeAnd his visionsWithout demand of bloodOn so many wooden tablesAdorned with food and candlesA thousand sacramentsWhich you carried in your basketI visited my clayI visited my birthUntil I became small enoughAnd frightened enoughTo be born againI wanted you for your beautyYou gave me more than yourselfYou shared your beautyYou gave me more than yourselfThis I only learned tonightAs I recall the mirrorsYou walked away fromAfter you had given themWhatever they claimedFor my initiationNow I am a shadowI long for the boundariesOf my wanderingAnd I moveWith the energy of your prayerAnd I moveIn the direction of your prayerFor you are kneelingLike a bouquetIn a cave of boneBehind my foreheadAnd I move toward a loveYou have dreamed for meA Sandra con tutto me stesso
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This is for youThis is for youIt is my full heartIt is the book I meant to read youWhen we were oldNow I am a shadowI am restless as an empireYou are the womanWho released meI saw you watching the moonYou did not hesitateTo love me with itI saw you honouring the windflowersCaught in the rocksYou loved me with themOn the smooth sandBetween pebbles and shorelineYou welcomed me into the circleMore than a guestAll this happenedIn the truth of timeIn the truth of fleshI saw you with a childYou brought me to his perfumeAnd his visionsWithout demand of bloodOn so many wooden tablesAdorned with food and candlesA thousand sacramentsWhich you carried in your basketI visited my clayI visited my birthUntil I became small enoughAnd frightened enoughTo be born againI wanted you for your beautyYou gave me more than yourselfYou shared your beautyYou gave me more than yourselfThis I only learned tonightAs I recall the mirrorsYou walked away fromAfter you had given themWhatever they claimedFor my initiationNow I am a shadowI long for the boundariesOf my wanderingAnd I moveWith the energy of your prayerAnd I moveIn the direction of your prayerFor you are kneelingLike a bouquetIn a cave of boneBehind my foreheadAnd I move toward a loveYou have dreamed for meA Sandra con tutto me stesso
