| Song | Othello's Crying |
| Artist | Desdemona |
| Album | Lady Of The Lore |
| 作曲 : C. Rosso | |
| 作词 : G. Careddu-A. Marchisio | |
| Now the damage is done | |
| no time for regret | |
| but soul foreclosures | |
| and the eternity to fall | |
| My lover is waiting beyond the farthest places | |
| so far away | |
| the sun has made my eyes turn blue, and forced | |
| and has forced my lips to pray | |
| Here I stand | |
| in front of love betrayed | |
| while my blood rises | |
| up to my head | |
| all is lost | |
| where is now the place | |
| where their names can be whispered | |
| starting revenge? | |
| No, I wouldn't have believed this to happen | |
| when I promised my heart to her | |
| time will go by like blades on skin | |
| and will cover my shoulders with dust and rain | |
| Here I stand, facing love mistakes | |
| while her life is running out of my hands | |
| naivety's my crime, by punishment be paid | |
| but somebody's forgetting my river of tears | |
| My heart was blind | |
| my eyes are crying | |
| my self is dying inside of me | |
| my heart was blind | |
| my eyes are crying | |
| my self is dying | |
| Please wait | |
| I'm coming close to you | |
| towards that place | |
| before we changed direction | |
| My seas are still waiting for me | |
| for the Moor of Venice forever sad | |
| is violence worth enough | |
| to recover the broken morality? | |
| God tell me |
| zuò qǔ : C. Rosso | |
| zuò cí : G. CaredduA. Marchisio | |
| Now the damage is done | |
| no time for regret | |
| but soul foreclosures | |
| and the eternity to fall | |
| My lover is waiting beyond the farthest places | |
| so far away | |
| the sun has made my eyes turn blue, and forced | |
| and has forced my lips to pray | |
| Here I stand | |
| in front of love betrayed | |
| while my blood rises | |
| up to my head | |
| all is lost | |
| where is now the place | |
| where their names can be whispered | |
| starting revenge? | |
| No, I wouldn' t have believed this to happen | |
| when I promised my heart to her | |
| time will go by like blades on skin | |
| and will cover my shoulders with dust and rain | |
| Here I stand, facing love mistakes | |
| while her life is running out of my hands | |
| naivety' s my crime, by punishment be paid | |
| but somebody' s forgetting my river of tears | |
| My heart was blind | |
| my eyes are crying | |
| my self is dying inside of me | |
| my heart was blind | |
| my eyes are crying | |
| my self is dying | |
| Please wait | |
| I' m coming close to you | |
| towards that place | |
| before we changed direction | |
| My seas are still waiting for me | |
| for the Moor of Venice forever sad | |
| is violence worth enough | |
| to recover the broken morality? | |
| God tell me |