 
All the tears of the world have now been cried
I don't want to hear the screamin' of the crowd
And my heart still dyin' for his loss
For three times I heard the day bird cry
For three times your love I have denied now
I hear the beating of the hammers crucifyng the soul off all summers.
In St.Peter's day
And the nails they're fixing in your hands
They digholes deeply bleading in my brain
I can't hear the screamin' of the crowd
Cause you my Christ are still dyin with my soul
For three times I heard the day bird cry
For three times your love I have denied now love
I hear the beating of the hammers crucifyng the soul off all summers.
| 1 | Quella Carezza Della Sera | 
| 2 | Aldebaran | 
| 3 | Una Storia | 
| 4 | Le Roi Soleil | 
| 5 | Il Treno | 
| 6 | Una Miniera | 
| 7 | Cielo Chiaro | 
| 8 | Signore Io Sono Irish | 
| 9 | Ti Ricordi, Joe? | 
| 10 | Quelli Come Noi |