ELLE:
cold blood trembling life
touched the hand ' essence curdled
that made me alive in that serene cave,
because it violated the restriction and lost her son,
salvation was still nothing more,
and my slow rise
s 'insinuated tremendous
in the heavy air ...
In wandering among these natural home,
crowded with wooden columns
and rustling heaven,
could hear for a while property
the endless wonders,
corroded dall'imperdonabile and shameless exploitation of that abject
do
just creatures of logic,
cries and alienated their own fertility.
And I saw that everything seemed to unfold
the reason for my return,
and sad to go
I walked from my dearest brother,
with knowing that soon
would once again become
queen of this dark century.
NOUS:
And dwelling in the ruins of the earth,
She awoke again
filled with new life
and prey dell'inebriante wonder
to find himself again grabbed
the form of human morbidity refused
the form of human morbidity refused
despite the material reality
denied he was in times long forgotten.
so attracted by the many shadows of the day
went chasing that violent smell
springs from the black altar,
able to do that with
went searching out with only perceive the substance
that faint echo of a fraternal pleading for help,
silent scream
forms that still permeated the place,
hope distorting vital
that went from the land bloom
because it is almost too indifferent ,
because everything was helpless
since necrosis was already in progress.
hearing it the whole scroll below the actual ruling of the common good
sensed in her the duty of the species
of wound hand
what in truth can no longer be remedied;
She poses and light to the right of fraternal Son
and becoming its own extension,
closing his eyes,
let himself down in his black cloak
and what had not been frustrated by the time
sadly was purged
with meticulous dedication
old mother who would use
in giving his beloved creature
the last abbraccio
prima della più naturale dipartita:
disarmonica fioritura
disarmonica fioritura
di un’anima imperfetta.
RLV
