Frome the ridge

LISTEN TO - ASCOLTA 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When the rain comes 

suddenly 

in this house where 

I'd want to live 

 

I cannot not to sing 

A new song as a gift 

 

Without notice comes 

also, sadness 

it is not a choice 

it is weakness 

 

I cannot not to cry 

it is just a way to try 

 

I love so much the smell of the rain 

That comes down from the ridge in this place 

It is fierce and so sweet at the same 

Sky is blessing while it is so enraged 

 

In this messy 

clutter here 

I imagine 

As it could be 

 

After the end of my work 

Will be comfortable 

 

I love so much the smell of the rain 

That comes down from the ridge in this place 

It is fierce and so sweet at the same 

Sky is blessing while it is so enraged 

 

29th august 2020

Reddening

LISTEN TO - ASCOLTA 

While the nature is reddening 

and the sun is descending 

 the first rain after months 

is blessing all the world 

While the daylight is shortening 

sense of balance is in the air 

the day is like the night 

the sun falls in the west side 

Facing the autumn I remember 

all the things I've gained and all the things I've lost 

I know this is the last harvest 

So I make my best to collect my hopes 

While the fall is just starting 

and the cold is arriving 

we check the things we've got 

before the winter blow 

And I know that very soon 

the deep gold will substitute 

the green into the woods 

under a sky so blue 

Facing the autumn I remember 

all the things I've gained and all the things I've lost 

I know this is the last harvest 

So I make my best to collect my hopes 

In front of me the twilight 

the perfect west it signs 

and the two mountains are 

like the breast of woman 

 20th September 2020

Il sole di settembre

 

Il sole di settembre 

allinea le colline: 

soldati schierati 

(i muscoli possenti 

e le vene gonfie 

pronte ad esplodere 

con la vendemmia) 

certi della sconfitta 

contro all'inverno.

I need some strength back

 LISTEN TO - ASCOLTA

Is it the moon 

 the mirror of the silence 

over these moors 

where does survive my fire? 

I am only past thoughts 

and unless endeavours 

I need some strength back 

Is it the wood 

the secret of the peace 

where west is blue 

and the east brightly appears? 

Before the bedroom 

as a cloak covers all 

I will run as a stag 

What can I say? 

After the hills, the sea 

that speaks so silently 

to say there's no distinction 

between the elements and us 

Have I been sage 

Before becoming dead? 

My mind goes laze 

and body is erased 

My soul is baffling 

while it is rattled 

and autumns is not far 

What can I say? 

After the hills, the sea 

that speaks so silently 

to say there's no distinction 

between the elements and us 

25th August 2020, Case Poggio, Neirone, Liguria

after 20 years

 

Listen to - ascolta 

This is what I do 

after 20 years 

this is all my truth 

after 20 years 

I have passed through the biggest storms 

I have passed over all the hopes 

but I am still here 

I have changed my rules 

so many times 

the sadness has loomed 

over my sad life 

I have seen people leaving me 

I have prayed gods and cried tears 

but I am still here 

after 20 years 

I am here to say 

I am still a page 

of your giant book my God 

as a leaf of the deep wood 

after 20 year 

nothing really changed 

even if it's changed 

but I am become a man 

without reaching a new land 

It is the same path 

after 20 years 

and the same old room 

when I've fought the fear 

there are signs and also some clue 

that my life will end in this wood 

after 20 years 

I am here to say 

I am still a page 

of your giant book my God 

as a leaf of the deep wood 

after 20 year 

nothing really changed 

even if it's changed 

but I am become a man 

without reaching a new land

My 40th birthday

This is what I call beauty

 

LISTEN TO - ASCOLTA 

This is what I call beauty 

the sweet wind of the west 

the stars over my head 

and noises from the wood, in my ears 

This is what I call beauty 

the shapes of the old oaks 

looming up to the north

and my steps silently losing 

I don't have to think only 

of our misery 

'cause I've always known 

we are eternity 

I don't have to think only 

of my misery 

'cause I always can 

become a better man 

The nights of august are magic 

the falling of the stars 

the warmth so pleasant 

while I can find a rest, for my heart 

I don't have to think only 

of our misery 

'cause I've always known 

we are eternity 

I don't have to think only 

of my misery 

'cause I always can 

become a better man 

To avoid the ravine

 

LISTEN TO - ASCOLTA 

It was one day before 

He said belong to me or go away 

But I wanted to know 

Is my faith enough or I've to pray 

 And that time I felt, I could be aware 

It will be one day before 

that everything would fall apart 

I will try not to bolt 

I will underpin my poor old heart 

And that day we'll know how, to avoid the ravine 

Into our deepest thoughts 

we know what is right and what is true 

and the world outside 

is nothing but a shadow in the blue 

So walking back to my life 

I understand I can't lie 

no more 

I'm enraged to myself 

when I think to all that I have sold out 

without thinking that the time 

like a candle it continuously burns out 

I feel there is a weir 

an unpalatable barrier 

to blow 

I know, one day before 

the angels will say it could be late 

to recover the souls 

and to let them fly over the flames 

It is the only way, to avoid the ravine 

Into our deepest thoughts 

we know what is right and what is true 

and the world outside 

is nothing but a shadow in the blue 

So walking back to my life 

I understand I can't lie 

no more 

I'm enraged to myself 

when I think to all that I have sold out 

without thinking that the time 

like a candle it continuously burns out 

I feel there is a weir 

an unpalatable barrier 

to blow