2021.06.26.
My Love, Where Are You?
Like the stones we are,Like inert and unshakable stones,
Even if our pride
Pretends that we're our own unbound and free masters.
My love, where are you?
My love, where are you?
What is the purpose of the thought,
Of which I am so proud,
If it can't get you wherever you are,
If it can't bind you to my soul?
Mute, deaf, fascinated
By a memory that does not recompose itself
To give you back to me, I call you and I invoke you
And I can't have you with me again.
My love, where are you?
My love, where are you?
Among planets and stars
The caravels of infinity fly.
What's the use, if I stay here,
Being unable this way to see you, to hear you?
Like a stone,
Like a crushed stone,
Like a truncated branch,
Which will no longer be whole,
But it will always look
For its half.
My love, where are you?
My love, where are you?
I wish I could go back to nothing,
In the old days,
To be just an atom among atoms,
From that energy to which everything tends,
Life of my soul.
Like the stones we are,
Like inert and unshakable stones,
Even if our pride
Pretends that we're our own unbound and free masters.
My love, where are you?
My love, where are you?
My love, where are you?