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To: X Y Zebra who wrote (9206)	3/19/2002 10:48:44 PM
From: X Y Zebra	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 13020

Of course.... listening to Andrea, makes a big difference TREMO E T'AMO ( Written by T.Ferro / G.Servillo ) ____ I love you and I'm trembling Said the woman To her soldier Who wouldn't be coming back Her plaintive voice Was carried by the wind Across the chilling snow To where her soldier fought I'm trembling and I love you She whispered as she cried And in the darkness of the room Somebody laughed In conquest of the fear That this love was about to end But sweet memories can betray you The soldier doesn't feel anything anymore Too late, his enemy strikes Suddenly from behind Who, strangely, was speaking Of roses, of wine, of life's other joys That were promised him in another life Oh, how many brides will war take away From that first night's warm embrace I'm trembling and I'm cold Said the soldier To his enemy, a man, just like himself His voice hung motionless in the wind Heard by the silent audience of those that fell before him _____________________ T'amo e tremo Disse la donna Al suo soldato Che non tornava La sue voce Nel vento correva Sopra la neve Dove lui cpmbratteva Tremo e t'amo Disse e piangeva Nel buio della sala Qualcuno rideva Per for torto alla parua A questo amore che gia finiva Il ricordo tradisce la mente Il soldato non sente piu niente C'improvviso Fu presto alle spalle Dal suo nemico Che strano pariava Della rose, del vino e di cose Che un'altra vita gli prometteva Ma quante spose La guerra toglieva Dalle braccia della prima sera Tremo e ho freddo Disse il soldato Al suo nemico che la guardava La sua voce nel vento restava sulla platea che muta ascoltava