Partivano tutti portandosi dentro i pensieri del mondo, tenevano il conto dei passi tra i denti battendoli in terra. Che colpi ogni metro, che urli e comandi: «serrate le righe!» Marciare compatti trasporta anche i morti e nasconde i feriti.
The place we’ve never visited / in the time we’ll never spend / the aim of the tools at hand / the next step beyond reach.
Open the eyes of your soul / and you will encounter your many souls / In timelessness, as if the sun and moon never set or rise / The world is only a book, phantom-like / The soul an invisible muse / Before the words were born, you were a giant / From the kingdom of gold who know not yourself.
As a tribute to all the people who suffers this terrible illness, and to all the people who have a love one suffering Alzheimer's.
Treading on limestone and slime, / tangles of seaweeds, up hill from / black sand-banks and pebbles, with / the pace of hunter on the bear path…
If you see the Sky / you’ll find your lullaby / Those are your bones, / travelling in the Universe / If you talk to the Sky / you’ll get your gold desire... / Nobody can / go back to their old life...
Time… I would like to have more time / To repair the branches I have broken. / To make those eyes that now cry… To make them bright, with joy…
It hurts to be in love / We don’t choose the creature we fall in love with / a combination of chemical in our body / tell us who is irresistible to us…
in high regard / I hold him / his excellence emerges / from many places / untold faces of wisdom / deep-rooted in the earth…
What is to become of me / I wonder as I breathe / Pondering / The hands of time / How swiftly it passes by / Evaporating…
Ah! With iridescent light of gems of time / The heavenly road you pave! / In the kingdom of stars / I found my home.
Near the riverbank where we / Buried her, I light a candle / And wait, patient as a hunter / Detecting what the beast will do / In the next moment…
Near the riverbank where we / Buried her, I light a candle…
Last night, gazing at the stars / I saw those countless gems smile / Numberless from my past life / Limitless in the silver kingdom…
Where were god? Where was god while your inner world was falling apart? Where was god while the events of life drained your energy and…
When you were five / And I was six, / We would hold hands / Just like this…
They have no second thoughts / and still your footprints / inch by inch, gradually / made whole the way this shovel / lost its taste for dirt / carries in only snowfall…
Desert… / If you’re looking for yourself / The shadows of your ancestors / Will lead you up to the light / Desert... / Draw a big wheel of stones / Let the sun caress your shoulders…
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Gray and self assured and solid it moves forward / on its damp and endless journey while yesterday’s ambulances go back and forth / back and forth in my brain…
Ah, these are the leaders /These are the leaders – / Madmen in suits. / Believing in numbers, percentages and sanity / Drawing bar-charts to rationalize tanks and air strikes…
I felt like walking with you in the woods / no daffodils but many trees / not really black, or green - no fairy-tale - / but sweet air and warm-licking sun / healing all there is…
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