Tropic Of Cancer

Metaphor of humanity
A depth calculation finds
a new universe
and speculations is an atom
disarmony
Mental disintegrations to discover
what is a man?

Heading to a new galaxy
to find a new place to stand
and mute ourselves and  beat our souls
cause word is solitude

Scratch another second
breath  to find a word

Ô lâches, la voilà ! dégorgez dans les gares !
Le soleil expia de ses poumons ardents
Les boulevards qu’un soir comblèrent les Barbares
Voilà la Cité belle

assise à l’occident !
Voilà les quais ! voilà les boulevards ! voilà

Do you remember that city?
Do you remember your consciousness
died little by little

And your faults creeping with shivers
sparks illuminating our downfall
We must get in step, a lock step,
toward the prison of death.
There is no escape

Alla fine di una mediocre estate
ci volgiamo da una triste penombra
di un incoscienza un po’ penosa
ma così vera e reale da sembrarci  dolce

Buvez ! Quand la lumière arrive intense et folle,
Foulant à vos côtés les luxes ruisselants,
Vous n’allez pas baver, sans geste, sans parole,
Dans vos verres, les yeux perdus aux lointains blancs

Black Swan Winter

From the sea scars are rising
when darkness is like the sand
sadness grows inside
and desire turns to a smile
Trenches spill blood from inside
She takes a step out of a dream wold of pain
and faith is no longer aside her
when she climbs another cliff

There is no more life
sky is changing
my eyes disappear
and something is seeded
inside me
Hands of thousand clouds
try to bring me
and put me down
in a fire circle of my memories

and  in a second she says:
April is not my month
because i can’t stop to think
water drowning in death
and wind knocks at the door

i still play a game of chess
with the elements of my scent
to escape from this grey
music from a mute gramophone

From the sea scars are rising
when darkness is like the sand
sadness grows inside
and desire turns to a smile
Trenches spill blood from inside
She takes a step out of a dream wold of pain
and faith is no longer aside her
when she climbs another cliff

There is no more life
sky is changing
my eyes disappear
and something is seeded
inside me
Hands of thousand clouds
try to bring me
and put me down
in a fire circle of my memories

A luci ormai sperse
di tempi immemori che non hai mai capito
come un canto lontano
racchiuso
in una goccia di sudore
Meriggio tremolio d’incoscienza
che non ho mai
udito

Indaco lips

Consume me
deep inside my skin
a burden walks an endless road
that is not fair enough
fair enough

and i hope to see you again
with that erotic sad smile
i will give you all my tears
oh,i want to touch your skin
i’ll take your warm shirt again

remembrance of your hot red lips
lost in a blink of an eye
when you touch your ankle i feel so alone
in a mist of wrists and blood

I know,sometimes walking is not that easy
but with your happy eyes
you can see that horizon
where seconds are  fast
and the air is thin
you know that you can dance
when you fall

Presenting Nostalghia

Can you remember?
The last time
that you said something
words from a deeper space
Please,share all to me

What do you think now about you and me?
And our lives

I think there is so much
much that is concerning us
all the time we spent
all the time we cried
is not wasted  is not wasted

If you don’t remember me
i’ll keep our dreams inside
i’ll know that sometimes all seems so hard

but i want to whisper a single word
and beat you hard and torn you in side
to listen another good tip from you
to strongly believe in our link

A volte le vedo quelle luci laggiù
sono così lontane,sperse e vuote
ma non sono mai così pesanti come l’essere qui
sopra la terra,nella solitudine
non farmi piangere ancora una volta
perchè ho solo il vento e l’erba che mi fanno compagnia
in cerca di quello che sembra perso
io ricordo e non smetterò di pensarci