Piano Solo - Digital Download
SKU: A0.1012727
Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporary. Score. 10 pages. Moni Bergo #5743157. Published by Moni Bergo (A0.1012727).
Music and song composed by me
As Scrooge (Christmas Ghost)
"Din Don
din Don
the bells ring
with each strike, they remind you that it is Christmas
I am shadow in the dark
it's the time it takes me
I'm your ghost
just as it was for Scrooge
You will follow me
In the already lived
you will dive into the past
like a painter who has mistaken his colors
like an actress that her role no longer has
you will walk in the mist of your mistakes
until that unsolved disappears "
"What does it mean
this crazy journey of yours
nothing will change with your passage
I won't love those cold natives of yours
I will hate that snow that whitens them
and those sincere and commanded wishes
hypocritical hugs I will refuse "
like vampires in the night
we move freely
and transformed into pure light
we fly away from here
I touch the moon, immense and white
only she never changes
his immortality scares
it is eternal light on us
my house is there
a distant point
and I miss him already
my reality
and now we are here
and anguish grips me
how gray and how bad it hurts
every day a battle
in silence I scream inside me
my soul is already tired and i would like to run away
there is a girl hidden there
he wants to come away with me
and looks at me in fear
he recognized me
I am a life from here
an instant that seems to be eternal
we look each other in the eyes
the unspoken question
it's always the same
he asks me if this will change
I would just like to hug her and rock her
do you know the maternal instinct as it is?
but the ghost tells me
"don't interfere
the past remains as it is "
And does Din - Don
Din-Don the sad bell
I open my eyes and listen
its distant melody
it's already one o'clock
I wait for my ghost
I am a flower and as in the wind
I will obey him
"Come with me"
"no, wait don't speak
I already know
what you want to show me
but there is nothing I don't know about my present
then take me to the future as Scrooge
you hooded are a little creepy ghost
but I don't fear what will happen to me "
so across that boundary that chains us all
flapping of butterfly wings
so my years went by
and like an old movie that nobody ever sees
I lonely spectator
I'd like to stop now
like a book that
reveals its ending
the future is here
it is already written
and now we are here
a new dimension
I don't know this reality
these places and people
they are sad and crying
it seems they are whispering my name
and I stumble between white masks
it seems that Carnival is here
and it's a tragic samba
I join the dance
that my funeral will be
I'm knocking on the door to heaven
I ask if there is a place for me
and St. Peter asks: "Who recommends you?"
and I'm already screwed
and the church is now upside down
no longer anyone looking for Jesus
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