The Postman (Il Postino), Poetry and Music Suite/Tonight I Can Write... Lyrics
| Song | The Postman (Il Postino), Poetry and Music Suite/Tonight I Can Write... |
| Artist | Luis Bacalov |
| Album | The Postman (Il Postino) [O.S.T] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:06.92] | Tonight I can write the saddest lines. |
| [00:10.82] | Write, for example, |
| [00:12.49] | 'The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'“ |
| [00:17.33] | The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. |
| [00:20.14] | Tonight I can write the saddest lines. |
| [00:22.07] | I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. |
| [00:26.34] | Through nights like this one I held her in my arms. |
| [00:33.97] | I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. |
| [00:37.36] | She loved me, and sometimes I loved her too. |
| [00:41.57] | How could one not have loved her great still eyes. |
| [00:45.48] | Tonight I can write the saddest lines. |
| [00:47.83] | To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. |
| [00:55.47] | To hear the immense night, still more immense without her. |
| [00:59.96] | And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture. |
| [01:08.66] | What does it matter that my love could not keep her. |
| [01:11.90] | The night is shattered and she is not with me. |
| [01:15.06] | This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance. |
| [01:18.25] | My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. |
| [01:23.44] | My sight searches for her as though to go to her. |
| [01:28.78] | My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. |
| [01:33.78] | The same night whitening the same trees. |
| [01:38.33] | We, of that time, are no longer the same. |
| [01:40.88] | I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her. |
| [01:46.56] | My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing. |
| [01:50.77] | Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before. |
| [01:56.48] | Her voice. Her bright body. Her infinite eyes. |
| [02:01.24] | I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. |
| [02:09.06] | Love is so short; forgetting is so long. |
| [02:13.05] | Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms |
| [02:18.13] | my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. |
| [02:23.21] | Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer |
| [02:27.03] | and these the last verses that I write for her. |
| [00:06.92] | Tonight I can write the saddest lines. |
| [00:10.82] | Write, for example, |
| [00:12.49] | ' The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'" |
| [00:17.33] | The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. |
| [00:20.14] | Tonight I can write the saddest lines. |
| [00:22.07] | I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. |
| [00:26.34] | Through nights like this one I held her in my arms. |
| [00:33.97] | I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. |
| [00:37.36] | She loved me, and sometimes I loved her too. |
| [00:41.57] | How could one not have loved her great still eyes. |
| [00:45.48] | Tonight I can write the saddest lines. |
| [00:47.83] | To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. |
| [00:55.47] | To hear the immense night, still more immense without her. |
| [00:59.96] | And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture. |
| [01:08.66] | What does it matter that my love could not keep her. |
| [01:11.90] | The night is shattered and she is not with me. |
| [01:15.06] | This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance. |
| [01:18.25] | My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. |
| [01:23.44] | My sight searches for her as though to go to her. |
| [01:28.78] | My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. |
| [01:33.78] | The same night whitening the same trees. |
| [01:38.33] | We, of that time, are no longer the same. |
| [01:40.88] | I no longer love her, that' s certain, but how I loved her. |
| [01:46.56] | My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing. |
| [01:50.77] | Another' s. She will be another' s. Like my kisses before. |
| [01:56.48] | Her voice. Her bright body. Her infinite eyes. |
| [02:01.24] | I no longer love her, that' s certain, but maybe I love her. |
| [02:09.06] | Love is so short forgetting is so long. |
| [02:13.05] | Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms |
| [02:18.13] | my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. |
| [02:23.21] | Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer |
| [02:27.03] | and these the last verses that I write for her. |
| [00:06.92] | Tonight I can write the saddest lines. |
| [00:10.82] | Write, for example, |
| [00:12.49] | ' The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'" |
| [00:17.33] | The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. |
| [00:20.14] | Tonight I can write the saddest lines. |
| [00:22.07] | I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. |
| [00:26.34] | Through nights like this one I held her in my arms. |
| [00:33.97] | I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. |
| [00:37.36] | She loved me, and sometimes I loved her too. |
| [00:41.57] | How could one not have loved her great still eyes. |
| [00:45.48] | Tonight I can write the saddest lines. |
| [00:47.83] | To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. |
| [00:55.47] | To hear the immense night, still more immense without her. |
| [00:59.96] | And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture. |
| [01:08.66] | What does it matter that my love could not keep her. |
| [01:11.90] | The night is shattered and she is not with me. |
| [01:15.06] | This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance. |
| [01:18.25] | My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. |
| [01:23.44] | My sight searches for her as though to go to her. |
| [01:28.78] | My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. |
| [01:33.78] | The same night whitening the same trees. |
| [01:38.33] | We, of that time, are no longer the same. |
| [01:40.88] | I no longer love her, that' s certain, but how I loved her. |
| [01:46.56] | My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing. |
| [01:50.77] | Another' s. She will be another' s. Like my kisses before. |
| [01:56.48] | Her voice. Her bright body. Her infinite eyes. |
| [02:01.24] | I no longer love her, that' s certain, but maybe I love her. |
| [02:09.06] | Love is so short forgetting is so long. |
| [02:13.05] | Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms |
| [02:18.13] | my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. |
| [02:23.21] | Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer |
| [02:27.03] | and these the last verses that I write for her. |
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