The moment never stops, to look at, to understand. An endless running. Grasping shreds. Hearing cut off words, halfway promises – as laughter, music, loves, dreams. Everything hinted and left.
(Transl. by D. Foglia)
Mai che l’attimo si fermi, da guardare, capire. Sempre una corsa. Cogliere lembi. Udire parole mozze, promesse a metà – così risa, musiche, amori, sogni. Tutto accennato e lasciato.
This is a personal translation. Please contact me if you know another English translation.
