Cammino
con passo sicuro,
mentre la luna
mi attraversa
con i suoi gelidi raggi.
Fissa nel cielo
la luna
mi chiama verso di sé,
e con la sua luce
che fluisce
nel mio corpo,
mi guida
e mi tiene con dolcezza.
Poem (C): Me
GIF (C): GIPHY
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I feel my body
vibrating violently
with every beat
of my heart,
trying to desperately
come out of my chest.
Every time
I look at your eyes
my heart
starts to burn
furiously,
incinerating
everything around me.
Poem (C): Me
“The Heart of Mary (Detail)” (1759): Juan Patricio Morlete Ruiz
Sento il mio corpo
vibrare violentemente
ad ogni battito
del mio cuore,
che cerca di uscire
disperatamente dal mio petto.
Ogni volta che
guardo i tuoi occhi
il mio cuore
inizia a bruciare
furiosamente,
incenerendo
tutto ciò che mi circonda.
Poem (C): Me
“The Heart of Mary (Detail)” (1759): Juan Patricio Morlete Ruiz
The Witching hour
has come,
and darkness
grips the world
in a vise,
and the pale moon
observe attentively
like a watchful eye.
The spirits
and the creatures of the night
reign supreme
over the deserted streets
and the night sky,
without any obligation
and finally free.
Poem (C): Me
“Witches at their Incantations” (c. 1646). details (C): Salvator Rosa
È scoccata
l’ora delle streghe,
e le tenebre
stringono in una morsa
il mondo,
e la pallida luna
osserva attentamente
come un occhio vigile.
Gli spiriti
e le creature della notte
regnano sovrani
sulle strade deserte
e sul cielo notturno,
senza alcun obbligo
e finalmente liberi.
Poem (C): Me
“Witches at their Incantations” (c. 1646). details (C): Salvator Rosa
A bright star
rule the night,
a call
is heard
and echoes
in the soul,
while they leave
for a new journey.
Poem (C): Me
“Adoration of the Magi” (1471 - 1528) (C): Albrecht Durer
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Una stella luminosa
domina la notte,
un richiamo
si ode
e rimbomba
nell’anima,
mentre si parte
per un nuovo viaggio.
Poem (C): Me
“Adoration of the Magi” (1471 - 1528) (C): Albrecht Durer
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Silence reigns
in the night,
except on the soft footsteps
that are heard
on the cold snow.
On the shoulders of the traveler,
the seeds
of a new spring,
for the dawn of a new day.
Poem (C): Me
“La Befana” Postcard Illustration (C): Anonymous
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Regna silenzio
nella notte,
tranne sui soffici passi
che si odono
sulla neve fredda.
Sulle spalle della viandante,
i semi
di una nuova primavera,
per l’alba di un nuovo giorno.
Poem (C): Me
“La Befana” Postcard Illustration (C): Anonymous
All the rights of the images belong to their respective owners.
