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From a soil drenched by tears and dry bitter blood

Nine crosses howl like in a spring funerary call

Father forgive your son ‘cause he’s grown old

Nine crosses

One time he wore pain like the most splendid crown

Nine crosses

Time as dust that covers the triumph of the past

Nine crosses burn

Could you forgive the sin of your own flesh?

Nine crosses burn

There’s a place in the middle

Where all begins and end

Around the old stone tree

Nine broken axis pay their fee

You, who give them sense and right

Please tell them who am I

Cada su di me questa fine per tre volte tre

Fall upon me three times three this denied ecstasy!

(Three times three upon me)

Not in heaven, nor’ in hell

Could you dare to escape this cell?

Have you read those pages

Or just sadly dream of them?

Nove croci nel deserto delle nostre voci

Nove croci di sconfitta e rimpianto atroci

Have you written those pages

Or just loudly call for them?

Nove croci nel deserto delle nostre voci

Nove croci di sconfitta e rimpianto atroci

Father, West sun falls down on the horizon line

Father, the world you know is just as sand in time

Not in heaven, nor’ in hell

Could you dare to escape this cell?

Have you read those pages

Or just sadly dream of them?

Nove croci nel deserto delle nostre voci

Nove croci di sconfitta e rimpianto atroci

Have you written those pages

Or just loudly call for them?

Nove croci nel deserto delle nostre voci

Nove croci di sconfitta e rimpianto atroci