Tale of Tragedy

(Soft strings playing)

As the curtain rises, the hall is aglow,

A tale of love and loss, the hearts will bestow.

In a garden of dreams, where laughter once dwelled,

Now shadows hover, and secrets are held.

From joy's sweet embrace, to sorrow's tight grip,

Life's fleeting moments, the fragile heart slips.

O dolce amore, perduto al pane,

Through whispers of fate, our spirits do wane.

Ah, triste destino, segui il cammino,

In questa vita, c'era un divino.

E come un sogno, fuggito dal cuor,

La musica piange, l’eco di un dolor.

Upon the stage, a lone figure stands,

Her voice pierces silence, like soft trembling hands.

She sings of the past, of a promise unkept,

Of tears cascading, a love that has wept.

O dolce amore, nel buio si spegne,

Una dolce melodia, chiama e si fregne.

Ah, triste destino, segui il cammino,

In questa vita, c'era un divino.

E come un sogno, fuggito dal cuor,

La musica piange, l’eco di un dolor.

And as the violins cry, our memories fade,

Each note a reminder of love that we made.

The horns echo louder, despair fills the air,

In the symphony's embrace, we feel the despair.

So here in this moment, we bid our farewell,

To the dreams that once flourished, now under a spell.

With a last breath of music, wrapped in this night,

We carry the sorrow, lost in the light.