More songs by Damiano David
Description
Sometimes miracles don't come from heaven, but with a wink and tousled hair - without a halo, but with a sparkle in the eyes that throws the world slightly off balance. This whole angelic theme is just an excuse to explain to yourself why everything suddenly sounds clearer, even the birds singing in the yard.
Love here is not about wings and holiness, but about that quiet obsession when you hold on to a person as if they were the last note in a song, and you are afraid that silence will come before it has time to sound to the end. A little madness, a little gratitude - and the complete feeling that paradise might look just like this: two green sparks in the darkness and breath that becomes music.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Hey pretty eyes
Where have you been my whole life?
So many nights I saw you in my dreams
But now you're all mine
Porcelain skin, you're dancing with my madness
Devilish grin, you crawl to bed like an actress
And now I hold tight
'Cause you're all mine
I finally found my angel
She fell into my life
No wings, no light, no halo
Only those emerald eyes
I could die
I'm holding on to my angel
Angel
I'm holding on to my angel
Angel
Thank God that I found your pretty voice
I used to live in the white noise
Even the birds were singing out of key
But now they sing right 'cause you're all mine
I finally found my angel
She fell into my life
No wings, no light, no halo
Only those emerald eyes
I could die
I'm holding on to my angel
Angel
I'm holding on to my angel
Angel
But if you ever lie
I could die