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