Storia di un uomo solo [English translation]

A birthday feast,

And I don't know how you are

It has been passed exactly a year and a heart

but it'so, because it's so...

I slide in a very hurry

between friends that I don't see anymore

They laugh taking care to the words

but it's so, because it's so...

(This is a) tale of a lonely man

that still thinks of you

the one and only that I would like to see

but is not here...

A birthday feast,

and I miss your poetry,

without the roses, the essences ,the poses (that are) absent to me

but it's so, because it's so

To say that you were mine

during that moments you know

Who lives only with the hope

Does never live...

But we won't be really far and lost in the world,

we are iron rivets in the mind that doesn't forgive,

Like every people full of intentions I will cry tears,

like hurting thorns in the time that stopped for us...

We are poor Christs that follow each other with indifference,

this is the destiny of living in dreams that never ends...

But we won't be really far and lost in the world

we are hurting thorns of that time that stopped for us...

• Artist:Amedeo Minghi