Hold me
Hold me among your trophies
The wind blows from the west
Now
counterbalancing
Yesterday that the wind from the
East it blew.
Hold me
Hold me
I see turquoise the waves of the
Sea
The creaking bastions
In the night they were whispering
Together
Bastion to bastion:
The gardens of Valletta dream
Continue from the night
Too lazy
And too wise
To leave Sub-Conscious.
Now
Now
Hold me
Hold me.
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