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‘È una farfalla che muore sbattendo le ali’ [embedded content]Twentyfive years ago I met this wonderful lady. As always, for you, Jeanette. “Though I speak with the tongues of angels, If I have not love… My words would resound with but a tinkling cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy… And understand all mysteries… and all knowledge… And though I have all faith So that I could remove mountains, If I have not love… I am nothing.”
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‘È una farfalla che muore sbattendo le ali’
Twentyfive years ago I met this wonderful lady.
As always, for you, Jeanette.
“Though I speak with the tongues of angels,
If I have not love…
My words would resound with but a tinkling cymbal.
And though I have the gift of prophecy…
And understand all mysteries…
and all knowledge…
And though I have all faith
So that I could remove mountains,
If I have not love…
I am nothing.”