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.
A determined shout of freedom and fairness
Flies over the decades and come to my ears:
Makes my heart cry for being not there
And regret the fact I was born too late.
Old unforgettable memories echo through my memories…
Making me wish I weren’t here
and making me sure I was born too late.
Garish and faded those colours in t-shirts
Big as the hearts and the might of who wore them…
Stay with me, like sweet music which inside my body lives.
Stay with me, make the strings of my soul tremble of joy.
Stay with me, like the sound of a harp in the middle of a crowd.
Stay with me, till this push and this spring exist.
The odor of evening,
in the dark countryside, illuminated by headlights of the cars,
accompanies me on my journey.
Feelings and emotions wake up again inside me;
my heart is an amalgam of passions.
I don't know what it is happening to me but
I feel that I would live.
You know you're special for me,
you know you're the best for me,
you know that all i need is just you and me.
So never forget me,
never hate me,
just be mine for ever
cause i love you,
i want you,
just need you
in my life,
you're always in my mind,
you're the center of my world,
you're the bottom of my heart.
Sometimes you make me sad,
sometimes you make me cry,
sometimes
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