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You were once my one companion…
You were all that mattered…
You were once a friend and father-
Then my world was shattered…

Wishing you were somehow here again…
Wishing you were somehow near…
Sometimes it seemed, if I just dreamed,
Somehow you would be here…

Wishing I could hear your voice again…
Knowing that I never would…
Dreaming of you won’t help me to do
All that you dreamed I could…

Passing bells and sculpted angels,
Cold and monumental, seem, for you
The wrong companions — you were warm and gentle…

Too many years fighting back tears…
Why can’t the past just die?…

Wishing you were somehow here again…
Knowing we must say goodbye…

Try to forgive…teach me to live…
Give me the strength to try…

No more memories, no more silent tears…
No more gazing across the wasted years…
Help me say goodbye…

The Lyrics:
Sarah:
Quando sono sola
sogno all’orizzonte
e mancan le parole,
si lo so che non c’è luce
in una stanza quando manca il sole,
se non ci sei tu con me, con me.
Su le finestre
mostra a tutti il mio cuore
che hai accesso,
chiudi dentro me
la luce che
hai incontrato per strada.

Time to say goodbye. — Con te partirò.
Paesi che non ho mai
veduto e vissuto con te,
adesso sì li vivrò.
Con te partirò
su navi per mari
che, io lo so,
no, no, non esistono più,
it’s time to say goodbye. — con te io li vivrò.

Andrea:
Quando sei lontana
sogno all’orizzonte
e mancan le parole,
e io si lo so
che sei con me, con me,
tu mia luna tu sei qui con me,
mio sole tu sei qui con me,
con me, con me, con me.

Time to say goodbye. — Con te partirò.
Paesi che non ho mai
veduto e vissuto con te,
adesso sì li vivrò.
Con te partirò
su navi per mari
che, io lo so,
no, no, non esistono più,

Both:
con te io li rivivrò.
Con te partirò
su navi per mari
che, io lo so,
no, no, non esistono più,
con te io li rivivrò.
Con te partirò

Io con te.

I’LL GO WITH YOU (Con te Partiro-English Translation)
(E. Sartori – L.Quarantotto)

When I’m alone
I dream on the horizon
And words fail
Yes, I know there is no light
In a room where the sun is absent
If you are not with me
At the windows
You show everyone my heart
Which you set alight
Enclose within me
The light you
Encountered on the street

I’ll go with you
To countries I’ve never
Seen and shared with you
Now, yes, I shall experience them
I’ll go with you
On ships across seas
Which I know,
Exist no more
With you I shall experience them

When you are far away
I dream on the horizon
And words fail
And yes, I know
That you are with me
You, my moon, are here with me
My sun, you are here with me
I’ll go with you
To countries I never
Saw and shared with you
Now, yes, I shall experience them

I’ll go with you
On ships across seas
Which, I know,
Exist no longer
With you I shall experience them again
I’ll go with you
On ships across seas
Which, I know,
Exist no longer
With you I shall experience them again
I’ll go with you
I (am) with you

Raoul:
No more talk of darkness,
Forget these wide-eyed fears.
I’m here,
nothing can harm you –
my words will
warm and calm you.

Let me be your freedom,
let daylight dry your tears.
I’m here with you, beside you,
to guard you and to guide you…

Christine:
All I ask is that every waking moment,
turn my head with talk of summertime…
Say you need me with you now and always…
Promise me that all you say is true –
that’s all I ask of you…

Raoul:
Let me be your shelter,
let me be your light.
You’re safe:
No one will find you –
your fears are far behind you…

Christine:
All I want is freedom,
a world with no more night…
and you, always beside me,
to hold me and to hide me…

Raoul:
Then say you’ll share with me one love, one lifetime…
let me lead you from your solitude….
Say you need me with you here, beside you…
anywhere you go, let me go too –
Christine, that’s all I ask of you…

Christine:
Say you’ll share with me one love, one lifetime…
say the word and I will follow you…

Raoul & Christine:
Share each day with me,
each night,
each morning…

Christine:
Say you love me…

Raoul:
You know I do…

Raul & Christine:
Love me – that’s all I ask of you…

Anywhere you go let me go too…
Love me – that’s all I ask of you…

Finale:
Anywhere you go let me go too…
Love me – that’s all I ask of you…

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Beannacht

On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.

And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets in to you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green,
and azure blue
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.

John O'Donohue, Echoes of Memory