Pier Morandi - Black Roses

I received your letter at the right time
All your words (sure) had a very deep meaning
But old skulls appeared between the red lines
Black roses wilted on the wire

The golden curtain you built with all your love
Is for a theater that is going to close down
Small masks are hung on the back wall
Black roses wilted on the wire

Behind the scenes people share appreciations
Expectations will provide fertile ground
Some say yes, some say no, but it's nonsense
Just wasted time, idle chatter

When the candles have exhausted all their light
I'll put your letters in the box of memories
For the twilight flame painting roses
Black roses wilted on the wire

Written by:
Pier Morandi

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