Distant thoughts, of sinuous shadows that parade on fallow fields full of thrills and dense with loneliness. Night Thoughts, of crude images free of clothes greedy and deaf to the calls. Unwanted thoughts, of persuasive voices, of females in bloom thatgather grass the smell of spring in love. Loving thoughts, with the heart to the beloved in the moments of pure sleep which falls on the ego that wants to sleep without thinking. Forbidden thoughts, with sand dunes hot and the raging waves, who burst on solitary beaches where the wind sings with her voice a love song which brings you into oblivion. Thoughts. Of a lonely man.
Was flying high in the sky, that gull unhappy. He watched the raging waves calm down gradually, seeking refuge to an endless journey. To the cry for love and tired replied the echo of the wave on earth, and in the middle of a cliff bush he sat down to smooth the feathers, hoping to find in the foamy shores his partner of that much wandering
Era serena, affabile, dolce, la tua voce quando mi parlavi. Era calda, sensuale, decisa, la tua voce nell'amarmi. Sapevaconquistarmi,calmarmi, eccitarmi darmi forza inumana. la tua voce nell'incitarmi.
It was serene, affable, sweet, Your voice when you spoke. It was warm, sensual, determined, your voice in loving me. Could conquer me, calm down, excite me with inhuman strength. your voice inciting me. Now it is quiet, short, detached, inshort talk platitudes, looking for the easy way out to talk less and less. Yet I know that on this It will take you to be still most loved, adored, although more hated than ever.
You asked me to keep silence, perhaps to listen to the beating of my heart. You looked at me in the depths of the eyes in silence and you understood my suffering. You wrote me "My Love, I'll be back to you for taking off so much pain. " Now I'm here, silent, waiting for you and that thou remove the pain of so much distance in a time lost waiting for you.
