(Mellow Records 1998, reissued on Mirror label 2010)



i. Overture
ii. Deep sleep
iii. The hands of the draggon/Sun song
iv.Shapes of time
v. Strenght
vi. Angels tune
vii. Underture
viii. Shapes of time (reprise)
ix. A new day






i. Origin
ii. In Focus
iii. Signal
iv. Transparence
v. Twilight Dance
vi. Return

07. THE GARDEN (Part 1-4) (Bonus Track on 2010 reissue only)


FABIO ZUFFANTI: Guitars, bass, bass pedals, keyboards,vocals
STEFANO MARELLI: Lead & classical guitars, bass voice
BORIS VALLE: Piano and minimoog
EDMONDO ROMANO: Sax, recorders, tin whistle, bodhram
ANDREA ORLANDO: Drums, percussion
CLAUDIO CASTELLINI: Vocals on ” The rime…”, tenor voice
MARZIA SIDRI: Soprano voice


All songs by Fabio Zuffanti
Lyrics on The dream by Victoria Heward
Lyrics on The rime of the ancient mariner, part 2 by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Lyrics on There’s a certain slant of light by Emily Dickinson
Arranged and produced by Fabio Zuffanti
Engineered and mixed by Osvaldo Giordano.
Recorded bewteen November 1997 and May 1998 at ‘New musical box’ studio, Genova.
Cover paint by gustave moreau
Portait by Victoria Heward
2010 reissue remastered at Spiralstudio
2010 reissue executive production by Massimo Buffa
2010 reissue cover, graphyc and layout by Davide Guidoni



i. Overture (instrumental)

ii. Deep sleep

Deep sleep follow me
In your dream a song you see

Wings unfold fly and fly
Song take flight and phantoms die

In the light your spirit soars
Takes its sword, at peace no more

Angels screams and worls collide
So the dream song fly and fly

Reaching like a firy hands
Oceans tramble and the land

All is raging, angels scream
Follow me and live the dream

iii. The hands of the dragon/Sun song

Sun,it’s been a long time
Since you last took my hand and stroked my hair

Kiss me now and give me life
Let me breathe like the trees breathe

Sing like the sky sing
And kiss me with your happy yellow love

iv. Shapes of time

The people walk by and didn’t notice
Some caught her eye but looked away

Those in the shadow raised their heads a little
But those who saw the sun looked away

In her head the angels sang
They cried for love and cried for man

The flute looked up to hear her call
But the people looked away

Dream crash
Voice clash
Look away
Look away

But the dream goes on
She dreams her song

v. Strenght

Beautiful sun kiss my face
dangerous sun fill my soul with your heat

Give me strenght, make me feel
Make me live, make me real

Make me sing – not sweat
Not like all the people want to hear

vi. Angels tune

Look at me people
I have no mask, no dreams
You are my dreams
And you hide for the sun

My stomach is burning
My brain full of angels
Their madness is burning
A song sung by angels

With swords in their hands
As they rage the darkness
They won’t go away
They won’t go away

vii. Underture (instrumental)

viii. Shapes of time (reprise)

Stand up – said the dragon
Stand up and fight
I’m here for your angels
I’m here for your sun

( And the wold changed
Can it be like that ?
– But it was – )

Do you know you cannot win
Do you know your dream will fall

But the angel raged the sun rang and dreamed and run
With music in her heart
The sun on her side
She sang like the sky and said
NO !

ix. A new day

World look down if you want
If you don’t dare to see

If you can’t face the truth
If you can’t live the dream

I will stand up and will not fight
What need have I who in the night

See stars make love and planets born
I raise my head and touch the dawn

What need have I to fight
She was right

And the dragon knew
And the people knew
And the trees sang their happiness
And the wind joined their song
A new day started
And night was gone


The room is empty and the sounds
Of fragile voices fill the air
The elder river runs and over
The clouds are crying for love forgotten

The candle tremble in the silence
The face is staring at the ceiling
White wings like fading mirrors
The soul no longer has directions

A vision comes out into the light
To shine brightly on the things I’ve never seen
To give me just a reason
And take me to the place where I belong

Through your eyes I saw the rain
Sing and dance amongst the trees
The warm touch of your skin
The thrill that I wish to feel

A vision comes out into the light
To shine brightly on the things I’ve never seen
To give me just a reason
To leave me just the future
To take me to the place where I belong



Watching deeper and deeper the dream
In front of me the sea moves so softly
The sun steals all your sings like a thief
Your lips move the time, the first cut is done


Now winter has reached deep in my heart
I’ll have to feel this pain so long
A piece of sky is falling down
I’ll never know the seagull’ s heart

I turn my face and look around
The crystal light, the silver snow
Your lips is moving with the time
The sphere reflects an ancient tune

The season change invisible
And the seal is broken between your hands
Now the words are only ghosts
I’ll know this promise for a long time


The Sun now rose upon the right:
Out of the sea came he,
Still hid in mist, and on the left
Went down into the sea.

And the good south wind still blew behind
But no sweet bird did follow,
Nor any day for food or play
Came to the mariners’ hollo!

And I had done an hellish thing,
And it would work ‘em woe:
For all averred, I had killed the bird
That made the breeze to blow.

Ah wretch! said they, the bird to slay
That made the breeze to blow!
Nor dim nor red, like God’s own head,
The glorious Sun uprist:

Then all averred, I had killed the bird
That brought the fog and mist. ‘
Twas right, said they, such birds to slay,
That bring the fog and mist.

The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,
The furrow followed free:
We were the first that ever burst
Into that silent sea.

Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down,
‘Twas sad as sad could be;
And we did speak only to break
The silence of the sea!

All in a hot and copper sky,
The bloody Sun, at noon,
Right up above the mast did stand,
No bigger than the Moon.

Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.

Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.

The very deep did rot: O Christ!
That ever this should be!
Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs
Upon the slimy sea.

About, about, in reel and rout
The death-fires danced at night;
The water, like a witch’s oils,
Burnt green, and blue and white.

And some in dreams assured were
Of the spirit that plagued us so:
Nine fathom deep he had followed us
From the land of mist and snow.

And every tongue, through utter drought,
Was withered at the root;
We could not speak, no more than if
We had been choked with soot.

Ah! well a-day! what evil looks
Had I from old and young!
Instead of the cross, the Albatross
About my neck


There’s a certain slant of light
Winter afternoon –

That oppreseed like the heft
Of cathedral tunes –

Heavenly hurt, it gives us –
We can find no scar
But internal difference
Where the meanings are –

None may teach it – any –
‘ Tis the sel despair –

An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air

When it comes, the landscape listens
Shadows – hold their breath –
When it goes, ‘tis like the distance
On the looks of death –


i. Origin

Behind the last glimmers of summer
In the fresh smell of the storm

No image is ever the right one
day by day waiting for life

You dance around my changin’ rimes
And speaking with my fears
You have the final word

Behind the movements of the sky
Eternal rivers run
The meaning of the stars

My eyes are moving in your face
And from the spring you drink
These small tears of stone

You fly between the shapes of time
Holding to your breast
The ellipsis

ii. In focus (instrumental)

iii. Signal

I can see
All my words
In the destiny of this
Crown of thorns
In your hands

iv. Transparence

Now I can swim inside the dark immortal sea
I shout lost in the ancient velvet of the tears
Mountain covered in blood in silent greed
Sunburst, light in the eyes of the blind arcades

v. Twilight dance

Watching deeper and deeper the dream
Moving out of the tempest’s cool air
I leave your song

vi. Return

My eyes are moving in your face
And from the spring you drink
Warm tears of light
Behind the movement of the sky
Eternal rivers run
The meaning of the stars



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