Miele Impuro
Andrea Bocelli
Impure Honey
It's almost night where you'll be
Good angel, I'm here
In a slow silence
I discount freedom
Your voice grows inside me
I sit at the piano and release my burden
I look for who's not there
Inside my whys
But I have no more heart
What's there now
It's pure boredom, impure honey
Without you
Even the moon sways up there
Mirror of the city
In a timeless time
And I struggle to live
Only what will bloom dies
Again when it's spring
Now what I know
I don't know
I lose myself in you
And I drink the love in which I drown
It's impure honey
Without you
And only what will bloom lives
You're a dream, pure body that doesn't weigh
Always a little more
Next to me
And I live in you
It's pure honey
If you love me, my love
I will be saved
You are my prayer
And I rise back up to you
