I lifted the wings to the heavens to see the mountains and the valleys in the Italian alpes and along the way an angel invited me to work in the white castle over the clouds.
The devil invited me to work in hell. I would accept the offers with pleasure, butt the feathers of my wings have fallen off between the acceptance and denial. Between the white stones of the castle and the fire in front of the gate to hell.
The rungs are strong and if it's necessary nothing like a cup of coffee to start the day and to fortify the stones of the rungs. And it should be enough to secure the rungs for another couple of decades.
However, the nature, the wind and the rain that blows and falls sometimes bring with them some interesting things. Fresh air and pure, leaves, tree branches, land and water, fish, oysters with pearls and even stones in the wind and in the rain. A landslide and the stone house can fall and roll down the mountain, shatter into pieces until it meets its final destination in the valley. Well, the valley has been waiting for the stone house for many decades.
In thought I think you are a good person, a good one. Those ones I like, those beautiful people that I like and that I want to have and with who I want to share things in my life.
In thought you´ll live there pleasantly and joyfully for a thousand years. In thought you´ll live with the certainty that one day the house will come down. If you don´t get and sign the residence papers to live in Italy. In the international criminal records you´re wanted dead or alive, You´ve left your homeland, your country and Sam, why´ Are you a fugitive, a criminal´ I thought you were. When I read your papers what did I read´ Who´s there´ Who are you´ Are you one of Sam´s fool partner´ Why did you went to live there´ What are you doing there´ What do you want to do with and in your life´ Will it all come down If you don´t get the Italian naturalization and become an Italian. In thought and if it happens, if everything come down you´ll breathe deeply, smile, lift the wings and fly over the Italian Alpes like an angel or like a demon in the beauty of the
Cold winter nights
Summer's gone a while ago The daylight dims away I'm watching here how the snow begins to fall Yesterday's like a dream A memory in my head Like the life's gone behind the winter wall I'm lighting up the candles and lock the door Sitting by the fire It's time to dream some more I have to find a way how to survive I am surrounded by the starlight I have to find the path And to escape from the Cold Winter Nights Winter Nights And in the morning there's no trace of the sun Just gray fog hanging above my head All the birds are quiet hiding in the woods Can't see no movement are they all dead? I'm lighting up the candles and lock the door Sitting by the fire It's time to dream some more I have to find a way how to survive I am surrounded by the starlight I have to find the path And to escape from the Cold Winter Nights Winter Nights I have to find a way how to survive I am surrounded by the starlight I have to find the path And to escape from the Cold Winter Nights Winter Nights
Note
I grabbed a sandwich and a beer, sat on the sofa and read a book. A good family and friend's story.
Sitting on the sofa of the stone house. Thinking of me, of my life, of me and you, of life there. Listening to the bells that rang in the valley and echoed in the stone walls of the house. And looking at the landscapes of the Alps.
Imagining my house and my life there.
As simple as it´s, nothing more than it.
Walking by a frozen lake Silent snow in the air Dreaming of the summer day Carry me til I'm there. Uoooh.! Winter skies, leave me alone When I lose my way Winter skies you call me home Winter skies, leave me alone When I lose my way Winter skies you call me home Bring me back when i am lost Far from your embrace Bring me silence, bring me frost Your familiar face Winter skies, leave me alone When I lose my way Winter skies you call me home Winter skies, leave me alone When I lose my way Winter skies you call me home Solo Winter skies, leave me alone When I lose my way Northern land you are my home Winter skies, leave me alone When I lose my way Northern land you are my home End
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