Dance with love, never stop to dance...


12 June 2014

the wind

The wind that shakes the valleys,
between the steep mountains now without snow
I would like to dishevel your hair,
get up your skirts,
it moving us up in a whirl without end,
but deep down I know that will not bring me anywhere,
and then, I remain,
I remain with you.
Quel vento che sconvolge le valli,
tra gli irti monti or privi di neve
vorrei scompigliasse i tuoi capelli,
alzasse le tue gonne,
ci trasportasse in un turbine senza fine,
ma che in fondo so non mi porterĂ  in nessun luogo,
e allora rimango,
rimango da te.

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