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The leader of the dark faction,
behind an almost black beard,
said some things to his people,
talking quietly, as always.
And he recalled old things,
forbidden but still alive
as Martini with olives…
From 1980 onwards,
year of grace and alliance,
the people, happy and immobile,
were living only on the present.
Nonetheless, he repeated
to the few he gathered
the program he was demanding:
Were it allowed to remember!
Were it allowed to remember…
Then he remembered that even the past
was forbidden in the new world.
 
And the leader of the clear faction,
with that bitter scar,
root-shaped, on his chin,
shouted: “Down with this peace!”
With a few young people, he insulted
the police who only forced
everyone to be happy.
He tore down and rebuilt again
buildings of art and culture,
and of drinks, and of nothingness…
yeah, but only in his mind.
And at times he got a beating,
in front of the judges he abjured
but as went out he dreamed again:
Were it possible to change!
Were it possible to hope…
But hoping was a defect
in the world now so perfect.
 
And the leader with the scar
thought the other was happier
and the other, the bearded one
said of him: “He’s high on weed”
They suspected each other
of just making a scene,
of being slaves of the system.
And one mocked the other
and the other reciprocated
although describing confusingly
two sides of the same accusation:
that it was impossible to change,
to come back, to go forward,
to have the desire to be wrong…
As for example to remember,
as for example to remember:
that memory was a defect
in the world now so perfect.
No longer possible to change,
no longer possible to hope:
this hope was a defect
in the world now so perfect.
 
And the leader of the clear faction
wept with anger that evening,
sitting on his life,
lost as a match.
But the power brake inside his heart,
which starts at the slightest alert,
removed all his pain.
And the leader of the dark faction,
counting his steps and his fear,
went close to the ends,
were a river once flowed,
and from a slope he rebuilt
the last church, an old crossroad,
the water and the love that didn’t exist.
He felt tired at that moment,
took off the beard and on his chin
appeared that old
root-shaped scar.
 


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22.10.2024

Go, You're Free





This name of mine,
say it no more, please.
That name of yours,
I've already erased it from my heart.
 

And go, you are free,
go but remember
that, like me, one day
you will suffer this way.
 

But this name of mine
will return again to your lips
and your heart
surely will seek me out.
 

But no, don't fool yourself
that I can wait for you
and if you leave me,
no, don't return.
 

And go, you are free,
and go but remember
that it will be your fault
if you regret me.
 

~~~~~
 

But no, don't fool yourself
that I can wait for you
and if you leave me,
no, no, don't return.
 

And go, you are free,
and go but remember
that it will be your fault
if you regret me.
 

And go, you are free,
and go, you are free,
and go, you are free,
and go, you are free.
 


22.10.2024

Speak to Him





You're a friend and I know it,
I trust you and therefore
if I ask you a favor,
you shouldn't say no,
you mustn't say no to me.
 

Then speak to him,
you who know everything about me.
Tell him that yesterday
I went out with you.
 

Speak to him,
you know what I did.
Please tell him
that I never lied to him.
 

Yes, I know you're sorry,
but it's your fault that he
this evening
didn't show up with me
and you already understood why.
 

And so speak to him,
make peace between us
and don't tell me,
don't tell me that you can't.
 

Oh, speak to him,
you know what I did.
Please tell him
that I never lied to him.
 

Whoa, whoa, whoa, speak to him,
you who know everything about me.
Tell him that yesterday
I went out with you.
 

Speak to him,
you know what I did.
Please tell him
that I never lied to him!
 


22.10.2024

Tonight You'll Hear a Song





Tonight you'll hear a song,
a song you already know.
The woman you no longer love will sing it,
the woman who will leave you but who won't cry.
 

A song that will tell you about me,
that will stay with you throughout your life,
a song be will leave a mark in your heart
that will never be erased.
 

Tonight I'll relive for the last time
these moments that I'll no longer find
but when I disappear and only you are found,
you'll cry because you'll remember.
 

A song that will tell you about me,
that will be with you throughout your life,
a song that will leave a mark in your heart
that will never be erased.
 

A song that will tell you about me,
that will be with you throughout your life,
a song that will leave a mark in your heart
that will never be erased.
 


22.10.2024

A Reflection in the Water





It was
a moonlit evening,
under the bridge the river slept
and a woman sang.
 

Clear,
the water slipped away
and the image of your smile
the river mirrored.
 

A reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
the current passed
but nothing remained,
but I inside my mind
still see you.
 

It was
a moonlit evening,
your voice spoke
and the river silently listened.
 

And it was,
almost a year has passed
but every evening I return to look
into the river to dream.
 

A reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
the current passed
but nothing has changed,
the water slowly stops,
I still see you.
 

A reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
the current passed
but nothing has changed,
the water slowly stops,
I still see you.