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De Chirico - "Fiori Nelle Mani" [FULL ALBUM, 1996, Christian Pop Rock, Italian]

http://www.gospel.it/dechirico/biogra... lyrics in English: http://www.gospel.it/dechirico/songsa... artist: Giuseppe De Chirico album: "Fiori Nelle Mani" (1996) songs: 01_Strade Di Fango 0:00 02_Il Cielo Sottovoce 4:27 03_No 8:59 04_Anche Il Cuore Si Trattiene 15:07 05_Piccola Anima 19:34 06_Addio Marita 23:24 07_Dimmi, Dimmi 29:37 08_Fuori Moda 34:42 09_Mr. Tommy 37:11 10_Splendi Sole 45:13 11_Fuoco Di Libertà 48:37 Fiori nelle mani (Flowers in your hands) is a collection of 11 songs united by a common denominator. "I attempted to explore the relationship between father and son," De Chirico explains, "I felt the need to leave my children a sort of testament. What I hope for their lives is that, when it comes time for them to harvest what they've diligently planted, they might end up with a handful of sweet-smelling, colorful flowers. Amidst the struggles of daily life, the "flowers in our hands" represent happiness and gratification. This is what I hope my children will find." http://www.gospel.it/dechirico/flower... lyrics (Translations by Maureen Hurst) 5. (Little One) little one in your simplicity you teach my heart lessons about life little one you walk serenely in this world unaware of the distinctions made by men little one how i want to be like you i see you as you run home and i smile at the thought that you belong to me knowing that you're running home to me little one you always come to me for help you want to be with me always not just when you need me little one so unconditionally you put your faith in arms stronger than your own little one how i want to be like you to have those same thoughts to have that same need of a father who's alive in me little one how sweetly you sleep your peaceful expression is a mirror of what lies within little one how different you are from me from my way of life so full of tension little one how i want to be like you your presence in my life is a teacher your smile is an assurance an assurance of the love of god 6. (farewell marita) good-bye you gave so much to me i guess our love was never meant to be but thank you marita years flew quickly by but i never could forget suddenly once more one day we met you stretched your arm out to me the needle marks were clear stranger can you help me will you hear you took the coins i gave you as i uttered your name you cried but didn't answer then you were gone again and then i read the paper just before i went on stage you'd overdosed and turned your final page farewell marita... i simply couldn't sit there i just had to take a walk my eyes were burning and i couldn't talk and tears were mixed with rain as i stumbled down the street you wanted peace and love but found deceit it seemed so very harmless just a bit of fun but it led you to destruction now i know that you are gone but the picture i'll remember is that sunny summer day running towards me laughing on your way farewell marita... 8. (Out of Style) bombarded with news so unsettling so overwhelming overdoses of internal fears it's impossible to get away from this rat race a symptom of continuous delusions senseless acts that keep repeating themselves promises that disappear on the wind surrounded by individuals masquerading as innocents products of apathetic silence while others are reactionaries refusing to be defeated brooding over regrets of years gone by and i find myself here thinking how great it is to be able to confess to you that i believe in you even it it's out of style out of this world outside of everything yes i believe in you and since i've known you i've come to understand what i was frustrated marionettes boasting of their independence running from obscure ideals yet they like others have always been victims of the ravaging moth of pride and they haughtily offer themselves to the tailor as new patches on an old piece of cloth i believe in you... all i can do is sing of the sad condition of this world and point to real alternatives the creator is calling he's waiting for sincere hearts humble hearts submitted to him there is no chance in life without him renew your thoughts refresh your mind i believe in you... 10. (Shine on Sun) how many more years will be burned up in the unquenchable longing for true feelings how many more years will i cry seeing those outstretched hands that beg for life i'm waiting to hear the sound of laughter of his revived creation singing for joy shine on sun and warm me once again surround me wind and caress my skin intoxicate me flower with your sweet perfume tell me that it's true that god hasn't forgotten about me how many more years will i walk amidst dense fog and dark nights and mysterious silence how many more years will i play the part defending trite ideas and convenient pretenses i'm waiting to hear the sound of laughter of his revived creation singing for joy shine on sun...