Il vento diviene bufera
Infuriano i marosi
Il mare chiama mugghiando la Maga che ha vissuto mille anni
Ho tanto atteso questo giorno!
Ho tanto temuto questo giorno!
Il destino, chi festeggerà?
Oh Maga! Oh Maga!
Che cosa mi annuncerai?
yo wo watariyuku tsuki ni shio wa takaku michite
umineko no naku koe wa fuon no kumo wo maneku
konjiki no noroi to nokosareshi kotoba to
himeyaka na hohoemi wa kurenai ni nijimu
tozasareta hitomi de nani wo motomete'ru
kowareta sono kakera wo atsumete mite mo
fureta yubi wo koboreru kimi ni todokanai
kazarareta kyojitsu ai ga nakereba mienai
Beatrice! Maga crudele!
Di bellezza senza pari
Beatrice! Oh! Di dolcezza capricciosa
Mai potrò liberarmi dal tuo incantesimo
Se questa pena deve durare, almeno una volta abbi pietà
maiodoru chou no hane yume to utsutsu yukikai
furiyamanu amaoto wa makoto mo uso mo kakusu
hirakareshi utage to erabareshi hitsuji to
karamiau nikushimi ga sakazugi wo mitasu
torawareta sekai de nani wo sagashite'ru
yurushiaeru kiseki wo negatte ite mo
koe wa kaze ni saraware kimi ni todokanai
kurikaesu kodoku ai ga nakereba kienai
yosete wa kaesu yorokobi kanashimi
kurai yowa no umi e nagasou
namida mo kizuato mo subete ga majiriai
itsuwari no kimi wa yami no naka e
Rumore di onde. La voce del mare come un canto
Ascoltando sembra purificarsi la colpa commessa
Mi culla dolcemente il rumore delle onde
Sereno mi addormento e ho sogni felici
tozasareta hitomi de nani wo motomete'ru
kowareta sono kakera wo atsumete mite mo
fureta yubi wo koboreru kimi ni todokanai
kazarareta kyojitsu ai ga nakereba mienai
Cosa vedranno quegli occhi chiusi
Pur raccogliendo i frammenti sparsi
Cola dalle dita che si toccano
Senza potersi unire fino in fondo
False apparenze dissimulate
Senza amore, non si vede niente
Senza amore, la verità non si vede
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Neither rules Neither commandment Neither reason
In alter words: unforeseeable
But succeed
Disagreeable things happen
and because of me
Do you still not understand?
Nothing of which nourishing to me
They make me to die of hunger
They make to die believing me of being able to review
Clowns, driven crazy in golden dreams
On the bathed scene of terror*
Loaded the broken clock
Also tonight, curtain of tragedy is raised
Come, our hands is holding, we dance in infinity
Open the bolt of desperation, towards a new cage
Until the end of a night that will not have dawn
Beatrice! Cruel witch
No one equal your beauty
Beatrice! Oh! The capricious sweetness
I will be able to free from your spell
If this pain must last
At least have mercy once
I planted flood of darkness in the desert island(?)
On the ground flows inexhaustible sadness
Many times crossed over the labyrinth of the desperation
Opened the crossed door, the truth laughs
Concoction of love and hatred
Raises curtain of one new play* tonight
Night of the judgment
Which everything reduced in ash
The pain of the offered ones whom sacrificed will be wrapped
In flames of the purgatory
Numerous of the traps are already prepared
The secret of the witches will remain such
There, sunk nails! Until making them to fall
There, you cry and scream! Until losing the voice
There, escaped! Until losing breath
On the island burned from the wickedness
*colpe can be ‘guilt’ or ‘terror’
*commedia can be ‘play’ or ‘comedy’, I’m not really sure, so prefer your own word
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