alessandro fabbri - Elegy

(c) Aliaksandr Kavaliou

Elegy

Hey... are you here?
Are you dreaming about
the coming of shallow forms, circles and storms far ahead?

Hey… did you hear that sound,
far beyond the crossed line,
within temperate gates of hell of your holding on hate?

Hey… are you living the stage,
For the rest of the day,
On the train without doors, without way stations?

Please, call the nurse!
She should give me the keys
to the tainted, abused, tortured soul.
In my chest is no place anymore, I could open the doors!

Hey… are you gasping for breath?
All your traits running out, filling all the compartments of train

Hey… did you think, you were dead?
For the rest of the day
On the train without doors, without way stations

Please call the nurse!
She should give me the keys
to the tainted, abused, tortured soul
in my chest is no place anymore I want to open the doors!

Please call the nurse!