Articoli con tag Poesia in inglese
Dammi le mani ancora
sai di mare
e le tue noie ed i tuoi giorni assurdi
ne farò luce e coriandoli
e festa ovunque passi
e dietro i passi tuoi
al passo di un ramingo tango altrove
disegneremo incanto e canto te
che della vita mia hai fatto fiaba
e la racconterò con mille strofe
come che mille fossero colori
per colorarti l’anima distratta.
Marco Vasselli – 2011 – Per Ðιکtratta
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Give me your hands again
know the sea
and your troubles and your days absurd
will light and happyness
and holiday walk everywhere
and behind your steps
the step of a wanderer tango elsewhere
will design and hand you spell
that you made my life story
and tell a thousand verses
as they were a thousand colors
to stain the soul distracted.
Marco Vasselli – 2011 – For Ðι ک tratta
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wrong.I just go with the taste of rain fall on the
to meet people.
unsaid and not made, almost to offer them is a flaw.
became red with embarrassment
only the sound of his voice
the other side of Europe,
the other side of the heart.
pen between the heart and laughter of a friend.
check me smile poet
and her dancer
that gave my life to art that
like a butterfly on the cover of
rests on a flower and remains among the eyelashes .
rests and is as if time is nothing and nothing is everything
between beauty and ugliness that we smile
when can you have
for us this art such as water that is drunk
for the sake of beauty
but also to say things that do not go
and thanks for being a flower with a zillion colors planted in my heart
Photo Gillian Grant
© 2011 – All rights reserved
when we meet stay united
we can organize a party
where everyone, envited,
take him friendship
togheter your, toghether mine.
where all my friend could meet you
so that i can say
stay here in my life my friend
dopn’t go away again.
and i can take at the party
Tony, Fabrizio, and Alessandro, and Marty
i could present to you
Carmen, Lauretta and Crystal,
but also Vally, Massimo, Dada, Distratta,
Christina, Pangie, and Ana,and Cinzia, and Manu
could remember to you
that for a friend i could make chilometers,
and fly in the sky, swim in the ocean, or take only a bus,
but everybody stay inside my heart,
and you, like eveveribody, and now much more
when need an help, could to say to me
to make a party only also for only a smile,
you close the eyes, i send all the invitation
and in a moment
we stay toghether there.
with the heart like an a big home
we could be again the pixie and the gnome
and is not important if in Reykjavic or Rome
we dance again until the legs go on
and in a bit, togheter the other friends
we say again and for a time again
that real friendship never have an end.
Because you have taught me that there is always a reason for everything
because it’s been a while since I devoted Plan rests “
and you’re stronger now more than ever
that when I lose myself in you lift me up morale.
Why were there in your absence
such as air that is missing and sadness that I explained,
because you make me smile and think.
You know how many times I would be there
when things do not go?
But I know we are in some way?
I know that it is for me
you always ready to avoid trouble.
Why talk of life among
beautiful things ugly or just passing
we were next day and evening
movies and photos and to tell the world.
Why do not you say you know and friendship
how many fans with “I love you”
but you know the meaning and the right weight
and prove it without having to say.
Because if evil comes you smile
or at least he is sent away
in days gone from the periphery
apparently different places
but now my and your path.
For that first I was not
and the whole world that you made me have
for days and evenings you can tell
emmessenne between phone and your sea,
and a thousand and one other things by Viggo
Because if it is true that time is running away
I would always Laura, my friend
still run together in a square,
in a fast food restaurant, in a library
light to laugh
for thousands of years yet
and still together
Marco Vasselli To Laura M.
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