Aria Di Neve

Above the clouds, there's clear skies
but our love doesn't belong to the heavens.
We're here among everyday things
the gray days and days.
Snowy air on your face, my words
are bitter words without reason.
Sooner or later between our hands
nothing will remain.
It's an impossible life
this life with you.
You don't laugh, you don't cry, you don't speak anymore
and you can't tell me why.
Along the road of our love
I've already invented a thousand new songs for your eyes.
More than a thousand new songs
that you never sing.