Come mi sento a volte:Catch me as I fallSay you're here and it's all over nowSpeaking to the atmosphereNo one's here and I fall into myselfThis truth drives meInto madnessI know I can stop the painIf I will it all away[Chorus]Don't turn awayDon't give in to the painDon't try to hideThough they're screaming your nameDon't close your eyesGod knows what lies behind themDon't turn out the lightNever sleep never dieI'm frightened by what I seeBut somehow I knowThat there's much more to comeImmobilized by my fearAnd soon to beBlinded by tearsI can stop the painIf I will it all away[Chorus]Fallen angels at my feetWhispered voices at my earDeath before my eyesLying next to me I fearShe beckons meShall I give in?Upon my end shall I beginForsaking all I've fallen for?I rise to meet my end[Chorus x3]Servatis a periculumServatis a maleficum( Evanescence, Whisper )Come mi sento spesso:L’ozio veniale mi sceveradall’utile; esala, perpetuamenteaccanto, condensa e rigida diventala mia sagoma, una statua.Rimando nuovi propositi, vacua.Poi si cangia in sonno,inetta, lo aspetto veemente;profila amori, viaggi australi,ma sono prodotti d’onde cerebrali.Vorrei…scrollarmi il torpore di dosso,scuotere le mie doti, ma non oso…( Maria Giunta, Torpore esistenziale)
Velo malinconico
Come mi sento a volte:Catch me as I fallSay you're here and it's all over nowSpeaking to the atmosphereNo one's here and I fall into myselfThis truth drives meInto madnessI know I can stop the painIf I will it all away[Chorus]Don't turn awayDon't give in to the painDon't try to hideThough they're screaming your nameDon't close your eyesGod knows what lies behind themDon't turn out the lightNever sleep never dieI'm frightened by what I seeBut somehow I knowThat there's much more to comeImmobilized by my fearAnd soon to beBlinded by tearsI can stop the painIf I will it all away[Chorus]Fallen angels at my feetWhispered voices at my earDeath before my eyesLying next to me I fearShe beckons meShall I give in?Upon my end shall I beginForsaking all I've fallen for?I rise to meet my end[Chorus x3]Servatis a periculumServatis a maleficum( Evanescence, Whisper )Come mi sento spesso:L’ozio veniale mi sceveradall’utile; esala, perpetuamenteaccanto, condensa e rigida diventala mia sagoma, una statua.Rimando nuovi propositi, vacua.Poi si cangia in sonno,inetta, lo aspetto veemente;profila amori, viaggi australi,ma sono prodotti d’onde cerebrali.Vorrei…scrollarmi il torpore di dosso,scuotere le mie doti, ma non oso…( Maria Giunta, Torpore esistenziale)