Luca Turilli - Too Late lyrics

Shades of weathered statues Made with hands that carved precious marble Through the gothic portal She walks and asks Where her mother's resting in peace Where she now rests in peace Crossing over white paths She now cries before coming to the tomb Now covered by all the colours of The best flowers chosen with love Chosen with love Beloved Mother TOO LATE NOW IS TOO LATE FOR A LOVE NEVER REMEMBERED TO A MOTHER DEAD A STRANGER FOR A VICTIM OF YOUR SHADOW PAY YOUR SHAME NOW CRY ONLY FOR YOURSELF 'CAUSE SHE DOES NOT DESERVE YOUR TEARS Where were you when she was ill Where were you when she was in need of help To cure her solitude from when her life Was changed by your father's sad d**h By your father's d**h Beloved Mother TOO LATE NOW IS TOO LATE FOR A LOVE NEVER REMEMBERED TO A MOTHER DEAD A STRANGER FOR A VICTIM OF YOUR SHADOW PAY YOUR SHAME NOW CRY ONLY FOR YOURSELF 'CAUSE SHE DOES NOT DESERVE YOUR TEARS TOO LATE