Ave Maria No Morro
Andrea Bocelli
Ave Maria on the Hill
Up there among the woods
a tiny village,
so beautiful
that there's none like it in the world.
It lives happily as if in ecstasy,
as if enchanted.
It doesn't have a bell tower
like in the big city
But at sunset
the rainbow shines in the sky,
and in the air it seems to hear
that a bell rings up there.
The enchanted hour of prayer
that comes from the woods. I know it
Descends from the sky
like a spell, a harmony.
Hail Mary!
Hail Mary!
When the day dies
it sings a song of love.
Hail Mary!
Hail Mary!
And in the air it seems to hear
that a bell rings up there.
The enchanted hour of prayer
that comes from the woods. I know it
Descends from the sky
like a spell, a harmony.
Hail Mary!
Hail Mary!
When the day dies
it sings a song of love.
Hail Mary!
Mary! Mary!
