The Ride of Oreen In the middle land of deep dreams Between the day and night You shall

once listen the wisper The silent song of tiny tones Escaping from sorcerers lips of a goddess... A spring of butterflies swimming in the lightness The subbtle ride expected by deepest hearts of the world That harmony announcing a pledge of reborned passion, oh, oh, oh! oh, oh, oh! You can try to escape, Look for a saving issue But, what you can't afford is To lie to me, lying to you...

In the middle of the Tempest Forever never seen This Neverland of nowhere This Neverendig story You'll feel the deepest of all the heartshakes. An ocean of emotions Unknown by hipocresy A land of sweet grass Carressed by a soft wind And the most important: The Ride of Oreen Oh, oh, oh! oh, oh, oh! You can say: "I don't feel it It is not my concern" But remember that love is A Rose blooming a single day...

Christian Talarico B.

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