Fast With a tick beat of wings Like a wind on the mountains Like a storm over the sea They lead you on the gloomy earth You, who don't bear death On your face
Rapid They vibrate their wings Among rustling leaves Their light glides on the salty sea Overwhelming all the stars They lead you on the dusky earth, Immortal face
Graceful They relax their wings Filling the celestial air Your eyes blind with light Your arms like waves Breaking on the shore You, who don't bear death On your face
Strange things happen where she is So that men say that graves open She has travelled on the earth She has lived on a hundred towns She has lived on a thousand islands Strange things happen where she is So that man say that graves open...
Lyrics by Francesca Nicoli except the last seven lines by Cad Gaddeu