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(1)
Penance has here a stop; it's where rites
get deserving souls free and ready
to ascend to the stars
we are in the Eden

Where spring reigns far over the seasons,
water is pure and skies always neat
Innocence, while source of
the Original Sin.

(2)
Shame on
those sinners,
if not for
them, we all could had enjoied
all these beauties;
sweet choirs do not take this rancor away.

Golden
griffin here comes,
wings open spread
so high the eyes can't see an end,
Its majesty
passes any legendary one.

(3)
Dawn, suddenly flowing
tears, joy and sorrow, I
burn again by old flame.

DANTE, DON'T WEEP, FOR THIS IS LESS;
THE REAL PAIN IS YET TO COME…
LOOK! IT'S ME! BUT HOW DID YOU DARE?
HERE ALL ARE JOYFUL, DON'T YOU KNOW?

MATERIAL GOODS CHAINED
ME, DIVERTING MY OWN WAY...
I HAD TO SAVE YOU!
... WHEN DEATH'S STOLEN YOU

(4)
You carry the weight of a blame
well known by the lord, like it or not
but if you confess it, justice will
be less hard towards you, easier pain
stop weeping and listen how my loss
could have had guided you wisely

no more beauty than
mine has ever
been shown you; death made it of no worth
up to the heavens your soul should have been close
nothing should have ever had your care,
‘cause, as an adult, you'd have spotted danger

(5)
Left dumb and speachless, raised my head and saw
Other angels vanished; I then turned my eyes and whatching her
Vestal beauty realized my
Error, fainting off.

(6)
Up rising from Lethe's stream,
Adoring her view
Reflecting the Griffin,
You're still my forever

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