The Last Cry

by Viola   Aug 31, 2007


I lay here
With my heart in my hands
Esposto...
Non protetto...
I lay it all on the line
Per te--
Everything I've always held inside
Is now on the surface
Waiting to be touched
By gentle fingers
That will do no harm
Cuore sensibile
It cries, Grida
A lonely whimper--
Per Amore
For a place to belong,
For a home to call its own,
Once more.
Waiting--for someone
To hold it,
To protect it.
It lies unadorned
Aperto...
Vulnerabile...
Taking a chance
And hoping
That this is the last time
It will have to cry in pain
You're the only one,
Soltanto uno
Who can take it all away--
Free me.

~**Translation~

I lay here
With my heart in my hands
Exposed...
Unprotected...
I lay it all on the line
For you--
Everything I've always held inside
Is now on the surface
Waiting to be touched
By gentle fingers
That will do no harm
Tender heart
It cries, it cries
A lonely whimper--
For Love
For a place to belong,
For a home to call its own,
Once more.
Waiting-- for someone
To hold it,
To protect it.
It lies unadorned
Open...
Vulnerable...
Taking a chance
And hoping
That this is the last time
It will have to cry in pain
You're the only one,
Only one
Who can take it all away--
Free me.

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