🌊🕯️ A voice in your earbuds, a language that melts you, and a city you swore you had left behind. Mediterranean dream-pop with Turkish ney, a lone whistle, church bells, and a final chorus sung entirely in Italian. Sister to the Venice songs (Sbalordita, Sbalorditiva) and the Roma Stranger songs (Verve, Headlights Fully On, Above Roma / Sopra Roma). Best heard in order, with headphones.🌉🗝️💙 ----- © Mary Solenne Studio. All lyrics and vocal performance reserved. And you melt me, me sciogli, all over again. [Intro] [Verse 1] Earbuds in, the night gone quiet. You speak of home. It doesn't melt me. Then you speak your language, Poi parli la tua lingua, and it melts me to pieces. (me sciogli... me sciogli...) [Pre-Chorus] Say it again, slow, closer than the earbuds, closer. (Dillo ancora, piano...) [Chorus] It takes me back to Venice, to the man I followed down the labyrinth, following his echoes, (echoes... echoes...) his tender melodies. Ahh, ahh, home. Ahh, ahh, casa. And you melt me, me sciogli, all over again. [Verse 2] The tenderness of your voice makes me remember your tenderness. Why do you do this to me? Why now? Perché mo'? (why now... now...) I thought I'd closed that door. You said I held the keys. I want to turn the key. Slow. Vojo girà la chiave. Piano. Why do I keep returning to you, like a particle of breath, of our breaths, across the ocean, below the moon, where you left me? I pushed the wind away. You pushed the sailboat away. And here we are, back on our street, staring straight at each other. [Chorus] It takes me back to Venice, to the man I followed down the labyrinth, following his echoes, (echoes... echoes...) his tender melodies. Ahh, ahh, home. Ahh, ahh, casa. And you melt me, me sciogli, all over again. [Bridge] I am not the woman you abandoned. You loved a woman who was afraid to live. I am not that woman. Nun so' quella donna. Sono arrivata. So why do I tremble to tell you? Because I still want you. Perché te vojo ancora. [Verse 3] You sharpened the knife into me. You have the knife. Do it. Daje. Do it. Daje. I woke to your voice, only a whisper in another woman's arms. You can make me fall in love with your music, but you can't erase her, the one you don't block. I'm angry, and I'm still listening. So' arrabbiata, e te sto ancora a sentì. I really hear your voice, without the layers of lies, and it melts me, all over again. [Final Chorus] Mi riporta a Venezia, dall'uomo che ho seguito nel labirinto, seguendo i suoi echi, (echi... echi...) le sue tenere melodie. Ahh, ahh, casa. E me sciogli, me sciogli, de novo. (Parlami ancora... piano...) [Outro] To turn back. To look back. To see you. Through, and into. (closer... più vicino... casa...) © Mary Solenne Studio. All lyrics and vocal performance reserved. Claude finished the response
