Lost
Innocence
3 - The fifth season 6:05
THE
FIFTH SEASON
Il tema del
tempo, spesso ricorrente nelle nostre canzoni, e' qui di nuovo
trattato. Un brano granitico e roccioso, sebbene vario ed
articolato, ma di stampo power metal. L'ultima stagione, la
quinta, e'quella in cui noi ricordiamo, riviviamo il passato con
la mente, soffriamo per esso, perche' sia stato buono o cattivo,
ormai e' irrecuperabile.
(M.:
F.Marinelli/M.Mastroberti, P.: M.Mastroberti)
Every night is a good night
to have a nightmare or to be sleepless,
awake, surrounded by dread coming
from the past
Every day is a good time
to think of ways to go to nowhere,
the place for who likes a long journey
without return
Then will be seen no more naive angels
There will be no more concrete dangers
You, guilty of the worst crime
We condemn you to recall
your misdeeds
You, son of the past time
Look around with your filtering-eyes
and don't forget..... don't forget!
Rocky minds eroded
by feeble and peaceful waters
reduced to handless clock, a sandglass
stolen of its sand
Every day today kills
tomorrow and while the future shorten
the past becomes more and more
a certainty lost
Legends tell of gold ages never
lived but only felt
Time stopped when hate and pain
had the upper hand
Then new horizons were drawn
to let a new season begin
Then will be seen no more naive angels
There we'll feel no more like strangers
You, with a thorn in your side
You were trying to elude the control
of your mind
You, traveler in time
You'll soon notice you cant escape
the fifth season!
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