Sing Along
‘A woman whose mood improves with a book, a poem, a song, or a cup of coffee is not defeated by anyone. Even life…’ - Khalil Gibran
Learning to Fly, Again...
"Do not confuse dreams with wishes. There is a difference." - Dolly Parton
I lived for my art, I lived for love,
I never did harm to a living soul!
With a secret hand
I relieved as many misfortunes as I knew of.
Always with true faith
my prayer
rose to the holy shrines.
Always with true faith
I gave flowers to the altar.
In the hour of grief
why, why, o Lord,
why do you reward me thus?
I gave jewels for the Madonna’s mantle,
and I gave my song to the stars, to heaven,
which smiled with more beauty.
In the hour of grief
why, why, o Lord,
ah, why do you reward me thus?
Vissi d'Arte - Tosca




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