Like the first springtime bloom

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Sometimes it happens that
walking along my pathes
no inspiration arrives
'cause she makes me blind

Her words are gospels to me
she knows always what I need
there's nothing more to write
she can explain the life

Her voice is more than beautiful 
she is like the first springtime bloom 

The only thing I can say 
in this moment so weird 
is that I feel deep in my soil 
the need of rain and of her voice 

And I know nothing can change 
if not written in the fate 
but she can teach that the fate 
can change only if let it rain 

There will be times
very close in life
during which I'll be sad
but she will be there

Her voice is more than beautiful 
she is like the first springtime bloom 

The only thing I can say 
in this moment so weird 
is that I feel deep in my soil 
the need of rain and of her voice 

And I know nothing can change 
if not written in the fate 
but she can teach that the fate 
can change only if let it rain