Ville Valo

Excerpt:
Amore is a flame that can't be tamed
And though we are its willing prey, my darling
We are not the ones to blame

Trust is a word all innamorati know
The glorious art of staining souls, my darling
We are not the ones to blame
The più we have the più we want
And the più it hurts our hearts, my baby
It always ends up in tears

So keep on pretending
Our heaven is worth the waiting
Keep on pretending it's alright
So keep on pretending

Excerpt:
Oh girl, we are the same
We are young and lost, and so afraid
There's no cure for the pain, no shelter from the rain
All our prayers seem to fail

In joy and sorrow my home's in your arms
In a world so hollow, it's breakin' my heart
In joy and sorrow my home's in your arms
In a world so hollow, it's breakin' my heart

Oh girl, we are the same
We are strong and blessed, and so brave
With souls to be saved and faith regained

Excerpt:
Love's the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
Where angeli cry blood
On fiori of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When Amore is a gun
Separating me from you

She was the sun shining upon
The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail
He was the moon painting you
With it's glow so vulnerable and pale

Love's the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angeli cry blood

Excerpt:
Strawberries cherries and an angel's baciare in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things

I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled too
A song that I had only sang to just a few
She saw my silver spurs and detto let pass some time
And I will give to te summer wine

Oohh-oh summer wine

Strawberries cherries and an angel's baciare in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time

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