The
time of love
Maybe I’ve loved you
A long time ago
When you
Vestal of Hippocrates
chastely manipulated
The matter sacred to your god!
Maybe you would have loved me
In another time
Where I would have drawn
With words
Your Greek profile
In white veils wrapped!
Maybe I will love you
tomorrow;
but today it is far away
the time of love!
Nostalgia Time
If you could go
back in time
Who wouldn’t tighten
to his strong chest
The young mother of
good old days?
And who would not
follow
the unheard
advices
by old good
father?
Ah, if we could go
back
On those pink lips
sighing
Dreams still far
from coming!
But while it is
true that we are traveling
To the homeland we departed from
that day we were
born on earth,
then you better
keep on struggling
that road that
leads to Superior Mount
with prayers and courage!
In Cagliari 2010
Another trip for Mr Shadow
I
It’s very hard to live my own life
Fighting against the inhibitions,
the limits, the taboos of my own time!
It’s really very hard to cancel my personal history,
chopping off every bond with my past!
It’s hard to change the idea
We have of ourselves,
forgetting what the others
believe to know of us!
And it’s hard again to change
Our idea of the life,
seeking for trust,
not in the eyes of the other people,
but in the deep eye of our being.
II
It’s hard for me to proceed
Through this path of loneliness,
hoping to undertake one day
my trip to Ixtlan,
to bathe me in the sacred river,
to purify me of all my sins,
and understand the mysteries of life,
smelling the magic flower,
to reach the eternal safety,
the apex of knowledge,
the heaven of the ever green city
where the seven gold doors
will finally open their secrets!
And the soul will fly for ever
Through the endless worlds
Of the universe.
In Sardinia, 1982
Lost in the House of Dawn
Ehi, Mr Shadow
Would you please
tell me
How has gone away
the age of Aquarius?
That story full of
love,
Hope and romance!
And why now
cannons balls
Keep on flying?
Please, tell me
where the best minds
Of your generation
Are resting now?
Talk to me again
Of peace,
Speak again of brotherhood!
Aren’t you
used to live your
Own life anymore?
Or you’ve really
got lost
In The House of
Dawn?
There’s
love and love
There’s sibling love
and father's love
There is also a mother's love
which never deceives
There is a filial love
There are lovers
Burning of passion
There is spousal love
That does not imply trouble
There is divine love
Higher and eternal
that never fails!
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Come on! Laissez faire, laissez passer!
Today is not time
To arrest people anymore!
Don’t you know is November the 9th 1989?
Today there is not time
To stop goods anymore!
Come on!
Only one thousand dollars
Will cost you
A plenty full track!
At 9 past 21 p.m.
The wall is falling down!
Laissez faire, laissez passer!
There are bound to be changes
For our lives further on!
It’s crashing down
Together with our illusions
Their false promises
The wrong secular hope!
Come on!
The wall is not hiding anymore
The totems of progress!
Let’s go worshipping
The glittering gods
Bounding ahead!
In Berlin November 1989
Don’t ask me why
Don' t ask me why
I've been there
Why I had to fill
the emptiness of my days
Why was I lost in
the darkness of nothingness
Why I didn't have
a place to go to
Don't ask me why
I only remember
now
the time of hope
The smoking rings
The dreaming trips
That's our life
Made of mistakes
Driven by
mysterious course
Aimed to search
What you think to
be true
And the time being
the cheater of our senses
Only God cannot
mislead our souls.
In a middle-class drama
I would like to slice on pieces my tie
And throw them on you
I would like to eat
Using my hands at your table
Laughing in a natural way
I wish I could not hear
Clanging my chains
When I move on slowly
You hear them too
But you don’t want to listen to them
for they are your own chains too!
We so spend our lives
playing a drama
somebody else has written
just for ourselves.
Cagliari, 1975
The Endless break
(for the shy
smiling pupil)
I Cry the stray
lamb
That I will search
Who will not come!
I cry
With no explanation
Of maybe I should
...
Or maybe I could
...
I just wish I
still had the time
To get another shy
smile
Of sweet
melancholy.
Yet I know
We will laugh
again
together
in the endless
recreation!
The Star full of of love
I woke up one morning
and there was a star in the sky
I followed that star
all around the world
I was searching for love
and when I found myself
on the starting place,
after twenty five million miles,
I realized that love was inside of me.
That star was a star full of love.
