The Meeting
While like a giant - proud and happy
I take my baby in my arms fragile, innocent and alive
And like a little bird he's pushing against my chest
Abandoned quiet and safe for an instant -almost sweetly
My destiny appears to me like a dream
And I see myself, old and surrendered,
Seated there near the coalfire
Waiting for the evening with the anxiety of a child,
Just to see him coming back home
With the gift of his smile, of his words and kindness
It's like a promise that can solve the enormous joy
Of one of his caresses
Then I wake up and I've already forgotten
But inside of me the kid's trapped soul advises me
That this new born child is already more important to me
Than that of my own life ...
... and I stood in front of him for a while
And listened around then took him in my arms
He opened his hand then touched my nose and
Brushed against my mouth
I held him and the world turned more
Around us everything blossomed
I stood still for a while
And it was there that time found us again
He opened his hand then touched my nose and I smiled
I held him and the world turned more
Around us everything blossomed
Choir: The world is a tiny point of blue light
That turns and moves with the breath of angels
I held him and the world turned more
Choir: That turns are moves with the breath of angels
I held him and stood just so, just so
Writer(s): Andrea Bocelli, Francesco Sartori, Alessio Bonomo
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