Mar23 Imputami il peccato di voler sopravvivere – 10/2010 Posted on March 23, 2013 by anna mosca Standard *** Una riga, dentro una volta c’eravamo noi. Ceneri negli angoli di una stanza buia. La notte attendo che mi si racconti l’amore. Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookLinkedInTumblrEmailPrintPinterestWhatsAppSkypeLike this:Like Loading... Related
the poem looks beautiful – Italian is pretty to read. and even though i don’t ‘understand’ it because i don’t speak Italian, i still enjoy the feelng and the photo especially. so your art is still touching me. 🙂 LikeLike Reply ↓
Thank you Beth, so nice to read you are willing to go the extra mile! Here is a quick translation, just for you 🙂 A line, inside, once, it was the two of us. Ashes in the corners of a dark room. At night I wait for love to be told to me. LikeLike Reply ↓
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the poem looks beautiful – Italian is pretty to read. and even though i don’t ‘understand’ it because i don’t speak Italian, i still enjoy the feelng and the photo especially. so your art is still touching me. 🙂
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Thank you Beth, so nice to read you are willing to go the extra mile!
Here is a quick translation, just for you 🙂
A line,
inside, once, it was the two of us.
Ashes
in the corners of a dark room.
At night
I wait for love to be told to me.
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