Your dancing child with his Chinese suit, he spoke to me, I took his flute. I wasn't very cute to him, was I? But I did it because he lied, because he took you for a ride, because time was on his side, and baby because I want you, I want you, I want you, so bad (la mia ombra di Mordor, maledetta).

"Your Long Time Curse Hurts".
Come dici Bobby? Ma parli con me?
*fugge e si nasconde*

Well she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off
But these mama's boys just don't know when to quit
And Mathilda asks the sailors "Are those dreams or are those prayers?"
So close your eyes son and this won't hurt a bit

So this is permanence, love shattered pride
[No Ian guarda, no shattered. Crushed è più appropriato nel mio caso. Magari annihilated]
(half my fault and half the atmosphere - o meglio, almeno metà è colpa della mia Sauron)


Io era tra color che son sospesi,
e donna mi chiamò beata e bella,
tal che di comandare io la richiesi.
Lucevan li occhi suoi più che la stella