I made this video as a reminder to myself of how amazing Christian and Oliver are together. The talent and chemistry that Thore and Jo show on screen still amazes me even after following this love story for so long.
It's nothing too elaborated, just a selection of my favorite romantic moments and the song I chose to go with them is an Italian song sung by a Brazilian singer, Zizi Possi. It's a song about love, of course, it's always about love.
I really hope you like it as much as I enjoyed making it.
Thanks to Nanna and May for the videos used in this fanvideo.
Thanks to Maria for helping with the translation of Fernando Pessoa's text.
To my friend Silvia who, I don't need to mention, is a huge fan of Chrolli.
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For entertainment purposes only.
All clips by DasErste/Verbotene Liebe.
NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED
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Music: Io Che Amo Solo T
Composed by Sergio Endrigo
Performed by: Zizi Possi
C'è gente che ha avuto mille cose.
Tutto il bene,
Tutto il male del mondo.
Io ho avuto solo te.
Io non ti perderò,
Non ti lascerò
Per cercare nuove avventure
C'è gente che ama mille cose,
E si perde per le strade del mondo.
Io che amo solo te,
Io mi fermerò e ti regalerò
Quel che resta della mia gioventù.
C'è gente che ama mille cose,
E si perde per le strade del mondo
Io che amo solo te,
Io mi fermerò e ti regalerò
Quel che resta della mia gioventù.
Translation:
There are people who have had thousands of things
Everything that's good, everything that's bad in the world
And I have had only you
And I won't lose you
I won't let you go
To look for new adventures
There are people who love thousands of things
And are lost in the streets of the world
I, who love only you
I will stop myself
I will give you
this what remains
of my youth
I have had only you
I won't lose you
I won't let you go
To look for new illusions
There are people who love thousands of things
And are lost in the streets of the world
I, who love only you
I will stop myself
I will give you
This what remains
Of my youth
Poem at the end by Fernando Pessoa
I wanna a lap, a cradle
A warm arm
Around my neck
And a voice that sings softly
I want the warmth in the winter
A warm loss of my consciousness
And then a quiet dream
That might lead me to cry
An infinite space
Like the moon spinning among the stars.
