È l'amore che congiunge Terra e Cielo, è l'amore
che unisce un uomo e una donna. è l'amore che
mi lega a te come l'edera all'olmo. Mistero di cui
non conosco la chiave di lettura, mistero che supera
ogni nostra capacità, puramente umana, di comprensione piena.
 
 
 

The moon shone
around your milky breast;
a beautiful necklace of dazzling pearls
encircled your tender collapse;
a twisted white gold bracelet
adorned your thin wrist;
a shining robe,
similar to peplos of the Achaean virgin,
you wore, more radiant than flame.
You were a goddess,
you were Aphrodite in person,
when the Càriti and the Hours
they cover it with peplos smelling of flowers
of all seasons,
crocus and hyacinth,
purple and pink,
narcissus and lily.

A punch in the stomach
it would be to hear me say
- I do not love you anymore.
I don't feel anything for you anymore.
You disappointed me deeply.
I should therefore resign myself and
looking for a new face to love?
I don't have a magic wand
to forget you on your feet
and start thinking about another woman!
 
 

Dawn comes and I wake up with a bitter taste in my mouth.
I had a dream
we were together in a desert island,
to finally enjoy a vacation;
you were no longer reluctant and hesitant,
you abandoned yourself in my arms
and you enjoyed so many of my tender caresses
and my endless kisses.
Then the sudden awakening
and the sense of emptiness.
 

The moon shone
around your milky breast;
a beautiful necklace of dazzling pearls
encircled your tender collapse;
a twisted white gold bracelet
adorned your thin wrist;
a shining robe,
similar to peplos of the Achaean virgin,
you wore, more radiant than flame.
You were a goddess,
you were Aphrodite in person,
when the Càriti and the Hours
they cover it with peplos smelling of flowers
of all seasons,
crocus and hyacinth,
purple and pink,
narcissus and lily.

A punch in the stomach
it would be to hear me say
- I do not love you anymore.
I don't feel anything for you anymore.
You disappointed me deeply.
I should therefore resign myself and
looking for a new face to love?
I don't have a magic wand
to forget you on your feet
and start thinking about another woman!
 
 

Dawn comes and I wake up with a bitter taste in my mouth.
I had a dream
we were together in a desert island,
to finally enjoy a vacation;
you were no longer reluctant and hesitant,
you abandoned yourself in my arms
and you enjoyed so many of my tender caresses
and my endless kisses.
Then the sudden awakening
and the sense of emptiness.
 

The moon shone
around your milky breast;
a beautiful necklace of dazzling pearls
encircled your tender collapse;
a twisted white gold bracelet
adorned your thin wrist;
a shining robe,
similar to peplos of the Achaean virgin,
you wore, more radiant than flame.
You were a goddess,
you were Aphrodite in person,
when the Càriti and the Hours
they cover it with peplos smelling of flowers
of all seasons,
crocus and hyacinth,
purple and pink,
narcissus and lily.

A punch in the stomach
it would be to hear me say
- I do not love you anymore.
I don't feel anything for you anymore.
You disappointed me deeply.
I should therefore resign myself and
looking for a new face to love?
I don't have a magic wand
to forget you on your feet
and start thinking about another woman!
 
 

Our path cannot go
that towards infinite time.
The case or, what is more likely,
fate has united us,
we were two halves
and now we are joined together for eternity.
Immortal souls and resurrected bodies,
lovers here on earth,
they can only "dantescamente"
remain united even in the afterlife
and reflect the love of the Trinity.

Larks and goldfinches sing,
cooing tortorellas; the elms
and the poplars slightly shake their branches.
It's a charm, can't you see, dear?
See how the ivy is nearby
he clings to the pine and asks
love and embrace!
Oh, how the fire is about to flow
in my veins! Let me kiss,
first, your feet, ivory jewels!
You grant it and I raise my eyes to your face ...
I see your newly opened lips, of ruby,
I paste mine and breathe your soul!
Oh, isn't this heaven?
Let's plant our tent here and enjoy
what Heaven gives us,
the only nectar of life.

Don't whisper the aura,
keep away the branches of the oaks,
do not worry the bushes,
cease to sing the rio rio
and the shrill flounder.
Here, my beautiful nymph appears
and it opens my pink lips.
"I'm here for you" - she says -
"Don't worry, I'll stay as long as you want
and I will never go back,
for your happiness".
Oh, how changed
my sweet tyrant!

Dawn comes and I wake up with a bitter taste in my mouth.
I had a dream
we were together in a desert island,
to finally enjoy a vacation;
you were no longer reluctant and hesitant,
you abandoned yourself in my arms
and you enjoyed so many of my tender caresses
and my endless kisses.
Then the sudden awakening
and the sense of emptiness.
 

Our path cannot go
that towards infinite time.
The case or, what is more likely,
fate has united us,
we were two halves
and now we are joined together for eternity.
Immortal souls and resurrected bodies,
lovers here on earth,
they can only "dantescamente"
remain united even in the afterlife
and reflect the love of the Trinity.

Larks and goldfinches sing,
cooing tortorellas; the elms
and the poplars slightly shake their branches.
It's a charm, can't you see, dear?
See how the ivy is nearby
he clings to the pine and asks
love and embrace!
Oh, how the fire is about to flow
in my veins! Let me kiss,
first, your feet, ivory jewels!
You grant it and I raise my eyes to your face ...
I see your newly opened lips, of ruby,
I paste mine and breathe your soul!
Oh, isn't this heaven?
Let's plant our tent here and enjoy
what Heaven gives us,
the only nectar of life.

Don't whisper the aura,
keep away the branches of the oaks,
do not worry the bushes,
cease to sing the rio rio
and the shrill flounder.
Here, my beautiful nymph appears
and it opens my pink lips.
"I'm here for you" - she says -
"Don't worry, I'll stay as long as you want
and I will never go back,
for your happiness".
Oh, how changed
my sweet tyrant!

Dawn comes and I wake up with a bitter taste in my mouth.
I had a dream
we were together in a desert island,
to finally enjoy a vacation;
you were no longer reluctant and hesitant,
you abandoned yourself in my arms
and you enjoyed so many of my tender caresses
and my endless kisses.
Then the sudden awakening
and the sense of emptiness.
 

Don't whisper the aura,
keep away the branches of the oaks,
do not worry the bushes,
cease to sing the rio rio
and the shrill flounder.
Here, my beautiful nymph appears
and it opens my pink lips.
"I'm here for you" - she says -
"Don't worry, I'll stay as long as you want
and I will never go back,
for your happiness".
Oh, how changed
my sweet tyrant!

 
Rain rains on the window and it cascades into the gutter. It acts as a springboard to the dream. Surprised by sudden drops, we seek shelter in the station booth. We are alone and we look each other in the eyes, which, as a mirror, reflect our mutual attraction. A passionate and longer than usual kiss, interrupted only by the sound of footsteps coming. The enchantment disappears and, without words, we say to each other which is just a referral in the warmth of our room in silence protected by walls, but made of soft, muted words caresses, giggles, cries and impetuous impulses.

 
There, where it smells eternal spring and overlooks the arcane, in a fairy tale castle I see you and I crave you, my queen. Novello Praxiteles, I sculpted the simulacrum for you that only to goddesses is granted, marble, bright, with the swaying peplos that only partially cover your graces they will shape your hips and the round and smooth shapes of arms and legs. Then I will wrap it in myrtle and I will worship her as my only goddess.

Oh, I wouldn't want the dawn to clear in fog
this is my welcome dream!
You were still confident in life and love,
in the scents of spring, in the clear sky
and drunk with summer sunshine.
You were there waiting to crown your dream
and to live a full life. I was there too
and reasoned with projects for the future
and I watched every movement of your lip, every glow
of your eyes, every sudden blush

 
Rain rains on the window and it cascades into the gutter. It acts as a springboard to the dream. Surprised by sudden drops, we seek shelter in the station booth. We are alone and we look each other in the eyes, which, as a mirror, reflect our mutual attraction. A passionate and longer than usual kiss, interrupted only by the sound of footsteps coming. The enchantment disappears and, without words, we say to each other which is just a referral in the warmth of our room in silence protected by walls, but made of soft, muted words caresses, giggles, cries and impetuous impulses.

 
There, where it smells eternal spring and overlooks the arcane, in a fairy tale castle I see you and I crave you, my queen. Novello Praxiteles, I sculpted the simulacrum for you that only to goddesses is granted, marble, bright, with the swaying peplos that only partially cover your graces they will shape your hips and the round and smooth shapes of arms and legs. Then I will wrap it in myrtle and I will worship her as my only goddess.

Oh, I wouldn't want the dawn to clear in fog
this is my welcome dream!
You were still confident in life and love,
in the scents of spring, in the clear sky
and drunk with summer sunshine.
You were there waiting to crown your dream
and to live a full life. I was there too
and reasoned with projects for the future
and I watched every movement of your lip, every glow
of your eyes, every sudden blush

 
Rain rains on the window and it cascades into the gutter. It acts as a springboard to the dream. Surprised by sudden drops, we seek shelter in the station booth. We are alone and we look each other in the eyes, which, as a mirror, reflect our mutual attraction. A passionate and longer than usual kiss, interrupted only by the sound of footsteps coming. The enchantment disappears and, without words, we say to each other which is just a referral in the warmth of our room in silence protected by walls, but made of soft, muted words caresses, giggles, cries and impetuous impulses.