Edoardo Pasteur - Orphan of the storm (feat. Peter Cowlam)

Описание: The man is looking at the see,
far, far to the distant see
staring at the horizon, after the storm.

Tired to bear the comedy of the sunset
Sharply met the ocean the failing light
Purple rays leaning on the sky
The silence broken by the tide

Weeping memories, burning pains
Scars on his soul, fading dreams
Silent thunder in the distance
Blinding light in an iron sky

The man yearns to the sky, lonesome.
He turns his gaze and sees the boy,
hints of a familiar look.
The same exploring eyes,
A timid smile on his face.

The man walking on the shoreline
Sand prints covered by the shades
Watching where the horizon lies
Black clouds drifting in the sky

Orphan of the storm, seeking fair weather
Crawling to the shore, a lonely castaway
Tales of mystery beyond the horizon
Shades of darkness on the sunset

The man and the boy don’t speak,
they just look at each other.
The boy nods, he knows.
The man struggles to understand.

Walked till the sunset met the moonrise
The shadows melting on the ground
The riptide breaking in the twilight
Silent whispers from the dark

Sea gods whispering, precious secrets
Hidden treasures, secret havens
Ocean breeze brought a message
A dream of future from a distant past

The crimson sunset burning bright
The horizon fading in the night
The color of a moonless sky
A tremble of silence in the air

Ocean breeze, brought a message
A dream of future, from a distant past
Ocean breeze brought a message
A dream of future from a distant past

Then the man and the boy look in the same direction,
they watch the same distant spot,
even if there is nothing,
absolutely nothing there to see.
But they look in the same direction.
then the man understands,
turns his gaze again to the boy.
I know who you are!
Yes, now you know,
we’ve known each other for a long time

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Music, lyrics and vocals: Edoardo Pasteur
Arrangement by Giacomo Caliolo and Marco Biggi
Sound engineer: MB'studio mixingmasteringrecording
Photo by: Kellepics
Special thanks to Peter Cowlam, British author and a friend