starsgoblue
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I don't know if this is old news or not, but I've discovered on an Andrea Bocelli album there is a song that has Bono reciting a poem about the birth of a child.
It's beautiful to listen to him speak, his voice is just so melodic with his Irish inflections.....the rest of the song is just Bocelli singing but I wanted to share it with you all in case some of you hadn't heard it yet.
http://s46.you sendit.com/d.aspx?id=0RCJI5R8MZIHD0FC5I8RC4O3TX
Here is a transcript of the peom Bono recites:
While like a giant – proud and happy
I take my baby in my arms
Fragile, innocent and alive
And like a little bird he’s
Pushing against my chest
Abandoned quiet and safe
For an instant almost sweetly
My destiny appears to me like a dream
And I see myself, old and surrendered,
Seated there near the coalfire
Waiting for the evening with
the anxiety of a child,
Just to see him coming back home
With the gift of his smile
Of his words and kindness
It’s like a promise that can
solve the enormous joy
Of one of his caresses.
Then I wake up and I’ve already forgotten
But inside of me the kid’s trapped
soul advises me
That this new born child is already more important to me than that of my own life…
While I'm pretty certain Bocelli wrote the poem, this was done in 2001, so I can't help but think the reason we can hear the smile in Bono's voice is because of little John....
It's beautiful to listen to him speak, his voice is just so melodic with his Irish inflections.....the rest of the song is just Bocelli singing but I wanted to share it with you all in case some of you hadn't heard it yet.
http://s46.you sendit.com/d.aspx?id=0RCJI5R8MZIHD0FC5I8RC4O3TX
Here is a transcript of the peom Bono recites:
While like a giant – proud and happy
I take my baby in my arms
Fragile, innocent and alive
And like a little bird he’s
Pushing against my chest
Abandoned quiet and safe
For an instant almost sweetly
My destiny appears to me like a dream
And I see myself, old and surrendered,
Seated there near the coalfire
Waiting for the evening with
the anxiety of a child,
Just to see him coming back home
With the gift of his smile
Of his words and kindness
It’s like a promise that can
solve the enormous joy
Of one of his caresses.
Then I wake up and I’ve already forgotten
But inside of me the kid’s trapped
soul advises me
That this new born child is already more important to me than that of my own life…
While I'm pretty certain Bocelli wrote the poem, this was done in 2001, so I can't help but think the reason we can hear the smile in Bono's voice is because of little John....