An Intimate Fairy Tale was it…
It started 10 years ago, today exactly 10!
I met Someone in a small Italian village,
around the fountain on the “piazza”, the square.
It felt as if we knew eachother many lifetimes around….
Maybe it was a fairy tale after all.
Our roads split up.
It’s allright the way it is now,
but sometimes I’m a bit sad about it, yet.
Fairy Tales start,
romantics are climbing up to a climax and
then come to an end.
Enjoy this musical translation!