Stav *

 

Quando arriva l'autunno 

le case si fanno nude 

i cortili si popolano 

di lavori incompiuti 

e abbandoni sterili. 

 

Le ruote sulla ghiaia 

non fanno più rumore 

e il silenzio profuma 

di frutti da raccogliere. 

 

 

* L’autunno nel mondo ebraico ha un valore molto importante in quanto connesso al Capodanno. Il collegamento tra "stav" (סתיו), cioè l'autunno, e il Capodanno ebraico, Rosh Hashanah, è principalmente stagionale e agricolo. Rosh Hashanah cade all'inizio dell'autunno in corrispondenza dei mesi di settembre o ottobre. Questo periodo segna il passaggio dall'estate all'autunno e l'inizio di un nuovo ciclo agricolo.

An instant balance

 

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Into this water I put 

a drop of summer 

a drop of autumn 

to make it clear that there’s an instant balance 

Into this water I put 

a drop of sadness 

a drop of hope 

to make it clear we need a bit of them both 

The water into the old stones 

facing the west 

it is a prayer even if I don’t know 

the right words to say 

 but do we need words 

if we have inside the right mood? 

No we don’t need words 

if we have inside the first breath…of autumn 

And through this water I say 

welcome new autumn 

goodbye old summer 

please bring good things for me and my loved ones 

The water into the old stones 

facing the west 

it is a prayer even if I don’t know 

the right words to say 

 but do we need words 

if we have inside the right mood? 

No we don’t need words 

if we have inside the first breath…of autumn 

Alban Elfed 2024

Beautiful September

 

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Beautiful September 

your wind is still so warm 

I would like to surrender 

to your amazing blow 

 

Beautiful September 

I would like to ignore 

all things that make me stand there 

in the depth of my bad thoughts 

 

After the rain September gives sun 

after the sun again the rain 

it is the way just to remember 

the life is a constant change 

 

After the rain, after the sun only September in my heart 

 

Beautiful September 

I’d like to be a ghost 

and suddenly be melted 

into your rain not cold 

 

Beautiful September 

in the middle of all 

you know the summer end 

and the start of the autumn 

 

After the rain September gives sun 

after the sun again the rain 

it is the way just to remember 

the life is a constant change 

 

After the rain, after the sun only September in my heart

Lebab *

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Non ascolto quasi più 

il mio cuore 

se non certe volte 

di mattina presto 

quando fuori piove 

e c'è ancora buio 

e il silenzio del mondo 

ancora protegge. 

 

Allora metto una mano 

sul petto ossuto 

e lo sento battere 

forte, regolare 

e mi stupisce ancora 

saperlo scegliere 

sempre la vita 

anche quando 

io non la voglio più. 

 

 

* "cuore" in ebraico biblico.

Scent of faith

 

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We’ve to prepare ourselves for the autumn 

closing our plans and opening an ocean 

into our hollow hearts 

 

The rain is starting drizzling out of the door 

it is a sound I like and it is still so warm 

so I can sing into my heart 

 

And during the rain there’s a scent of faith 

even if it seems without any smell 

 

I can imagine in my soul in my mind 

there’s a dimension where all senses are blind 

 

This seasonal passeges are so sacred 

we should not ignore them ‘cause they can save 

us from the nothingness around 

 

So what we have to do is celebrating 

these moments even with only some praying 

and being so grateful for the life 

 

And during the rain there’s a scent of fait

even if it seems without any smell 

 

I can imagine in my soul in my mind 

there’s a dimension where all senses are blind

Buio di fine estate

 

Nel buio 

soltanto sussurri di luce 

filtrati da scuri imprecisi. 

Pomeriggio di fine estate 

esploro il mio corpo 

le mani sull'addome 

per riconoscere 

almeno qualcosa 

 di ciò che sono stato.

Deer antler

 

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I am here in the woods that makes me feel a bit true 

I am here in the wrong day but with the same faith 

I am here for my birthday even if it is not today 

but it is first of September that for me is even better 

In this day since long time I’ve discovered something 

that gave me the strength I needed to go ahead 

For the first time not in my birthday 

I’ve asked the Nature a future glimpse 

On the west stone a deer antler 

gives me a good sign of strength 

First of september what a day 

it make me feel frightened and strong 

I take the antler back home 

to remember of today gift 

Please tell me late summer what will bring the new autumn 

than the winter than the spring before summer comes again 

Please tell me sacred woods what have I to expect for true 

I am full of doubt and the faith’s my only hope 

For the first time not in my birthday 

I’ve asked the Nature a future glimpse 

On the west stone a deer antler 

gives me a good sign of strength 

First of september what a day 

it make me feel frightened and strong 

I take the antler back home 

to remember of today gift