I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were singing about. Truth is, I donít want to know. Some things are better left unsaid. Iíd like to think they were singing about something so beautiful, it canít be expressed in words, and it makes your heart ache because of it. I tell you, those voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a grey place dares to dream. It was as if some beautiful bird had flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.
~Red, The Shawshank Redemption