Candles Paroles

The Muse dances/ and leaves - the - skies

Behind me/ there's a long string of candles

Lifeless and steeped/ in choises - and - cries.


The wind blows/ in the labyrinth/ of the night

While Orpheus turns back/ Eurydice dies..


Don't stop your steps along the path

Don't look at those extinguished lamps

Shiver of your past

Shadow in your art
Shiver/ of your past

Shadow in your art


Stretch out your arm/ and receive the signs

If Orpheus turns back/ Eurydice dies..


Let me live in the dark of a wingbeat

Dense - fog - bank - swept by the wind

Still idea united to your blood

Reflection/ of flame/ inside...

the living source