2018.12.31.
The avenues in winter
I will knowThis dark, languid autumn
A thousand times clouded
Cold winds of the winter
They put me to sleep, they put me to sleep
They remained under the lividly clouded sky
On the buildings of the city,
Assasinating parks,
Re-spectating memories
And when they sleep, they sleep
The deluding crowd of missing heroes
Dreaming of the immense skies of heaven
The avenues in winter no longer shiver
Now silence reigns,
In the jaws of the wind
End this autumn, and end these fed up days
From regrets and nostalgia, as soon as the darkness assails us
The unlit, dark houses fall asleep
And they start dreaming, and they dream...