Angelo
Francesco Renga
Angelo
Late night
No moon
And a silence that consumes me
Time passes quickly
And everything fades away
Prey of events and age
But this fear for you never goes away
Angel, take care of her
She can't see beyond what she gives
And naivety is part of her
Which is part of me
What remains
Of the pain
And prayers, if God doesn't want?
Empty words in the wind
You realize in a moment:
We are alone... is this reality?
And it's a fear that never goes away
Angel, take care of her
She can't see beyond what she gives
And all the pain
That screams from the world
Becomes a noise
That digs, deep...
In the silence of a tear
She can't see beyond what she gives
Naivety is part of her
Which is part of me.