Melodramma--by Andrea Bocelli This song of mine hymn of love I sing to you now with my pain so strong so great it stabs my heart But the morning is clear among the fields the scent of wine I dreamt of you and now I see you still there Ah, what memories fresco of hills I cry what madness it was to leave and go This melody hymn of love I sing to you and feel all my pain so strong, so great it stabs my heart. But the morning is clear among the fields a windmill rises there my destiny was born Bitter without you… bitter without you And this heart sings a sweet melodrama it’s the hymn of love I’ll sing for you It’s a melodrama I sing without you. --春天的童话 04.13.05