Frette is an Italian textile company known for its luxury linens. It was established in 1860 in Grenoble, France but relocated to Concorezzo, Italy in 1865. It is currently headquartered in Monza, Italy.
In 1999, the descendants of the company's founders ceded the company to an Italian fashion group.
The company sells products to both individuals and hospitality clientele. It has 9 retail locations in the United States, 25 in Asia, and many more around the world.
Jean Baptiste Ennemonde (Edmond) Chavasse Frette was born on June 12, 1838, in Grenoble, France, from Jean Claude Chavasse Frette, a fabric dyer, merchant and manufacturer of socks and knitted shirts, and Marie Maréchal. After her husband's death, in 1840, Marie took up the activity of millinery to support her children.
On December 1, 1860, Edmond Frette together with Charles Chaboud and Alexandre Payre, established “Frette, Payre & Chaboud”, for “the commerce and manufacture of fabrics”. Charles Chaboud became the financial officer, and Alexandre and Edmond took the roles of travelling merchants. As a travelling merchant, Edmond started in Italy, which was not only an export market but also a source of raw materials. Edmond first established himself in the Versilia area in Tuscany. There, Edmond also met his future wife, the Italian Ersilia Bresciani.
[Verse 1]
They camp all around me
So I have no fear
They tell me he loves me
Whisper it in my ear
It means the world to me
To have him near here
These are my angels over me
They come from the throne above
Before his face
They carry the light of love
Cover me with grace
They wanna see me complete this race
These are my Angels Over me
Oooh Help me sing
[Chorus]
I got Angels watching over me
Watching my way both night and day
I got Angels watching over me
Fanning away the hurt the pain
I got Angels watching over me
They'll never fly away
Angels over me
[Verse 2]
They silently hold me with their mighty wings
When i cry they consume me with the songs they sing (ooh)
When I sleep they watches over me
Fan away evil things
These are my Angels over me (oh)
Say we don't even know this
The protection they give
Fall asleep on the road and yes
I continue to live
Sometimes I even which that they
Wouldn't answer my calls
But await vuring Angels
They just won't let me fall
No they won't
(Repeat chorus 2x)
But they'll never fly away
They'll never, never let me down