As long as you can hope do not give up,
And don’t pretend that you are feeling fine.
You shouldn’t kiss, if you have no desire.
But don’t suppress your instincts when they fire.
Don’t censor you at every single step:
Love cen throw stones as well, prepare yourself.
Let me be free
to come inside your dreams;
let me be true
to live forever inside you;
let me be yours
to make our family be sweet;
let me be free
to smile at you on my view whenever I want;
let me be
as I like, as you want;
I love you, wherever... forever...
I followed you, my friend
across the roads
full of people in a hurry
I checked the soul
the body
the absent glance
of someone near next tome.
I found you
how many time I said
taking my holiness away
my (loyal) faithful away,
and I stay to think
about your eyes colour,
the faithfulness of your gestures,
a moment of peace.
Listen, my friend!
Look at me and see
My face wet by tears;
They never cease
Because there isn’t any hope.
Listen, my daughter!
My heart aches
For things from the past,
Although everyone says
That is useless to say that.
Listen, my son!
My grubs never grew up
So, my butte
My memory
plays at renewing
an unrepeatable yesterday
with the absurd desire
to return
on the birches
of infancy
even if now
cannons boomed
and cypresses
welcomed the dead
but it's only a moment
of measureless desire
then in the turning over of a new leaf
i find new reasons
for unidited images
of other reflections
now that I no longer have
memories of sunrise.
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