domenica 30 novembre 2014

Because I’ve understood just for a while the power of the true Celtic twilight













And I can call me
The rest of my own
All the glory
I’ve lost along the road

The prayers in the morning
Are everyday less strong
The rituals are now stories
I tell on afternoon

I love the sound
Of the words “my house”
But I have doubts
That is only a bound

I knew but I’ve forgotten
The only home’s inside
I’ve lost myself so often
That I have no more time

But don’t forget oh I can be so different 
From all the other human beings around me 
Because I’ve understood just for a while 
The power of the true Celtic twilight 

What else to say near this old west river 
The waters ask me questions I can answer to 
Because I’ve understood just for a while 
The power of the true Celtic twilight 

On this hill I think
Never is really changed
When I am here
The feeling is the same

No matter all the failures
That marked my childish hands
I have always the treasure
Hidden into this land

But don’t forget oh I can be so different 
From all the other human beings around me 
Because I’ve understood just for a while 
The power of the true Celtic twilight 

What else to say near this old west river 
The waters ask me questions I can answer to 
Because I’ve understood just for a while 
The power of the true Celtic twilight

giovedì 27 novembre 2014

Fairy world come back









Another day I live
Without having the
Time to listen to myself
To try to better understand

Don't know if it's right
Living is like dying
I commit a slow and dim suicide
It is the worst of all the crime

Come back come back 
Fairy world come back 
Where the youth never ends 
Where I create myself 

It seems just a dream 
But maybe it's real 
And anyway it's better 
Than this hell we've created 

These are banal words
I know you can mock
Me thinking I don't really want
To grow like do the others all

Come back come back 
Fairy world come back 
Where the youth never ends 
Where I create myself 

It seems just a dream 
But maybe it's real 
And anyway it's better 
Than this hell we've created

mercoledì 26 novembre 2014

Mermaids' chant












Yes I remember of you in my mind
Though we meet so very few times

And I admire you
And I could love you
It wouldn’t be a crime
But I feel so small
Beside your greatness
I feel like a lame child

Never forgotten your so green eyes
On which glimpses of ideas become lights

And every kind of
Little attention
Seems to me a sign
That you think of me
Not as a shadow
Into your brilliant life

I believe we need always some fever 
That can make us heal 
It could be a love, a Faith, a needle 
That taps our skin 

We can't avoid to listen 
It is like mermaids' chant 
We follow without thinking 
Something stronger than us

It would be almost great to show to you
Meanwhile I became big I've understood

The way to wake up
Without more crying
And to see light in the dark
The reason to feel
Myself a man
And no more a scared child

I believe we need always some fever 
That can make us heal 
It could be a love, a Faith, a needle 
That taps our skin 

We can't avoid to listen 
It is like mermaids' chant 
We follow without thinking 
Something stronger than us

domenica 23 novembre 2014

Infesting barking












I can hide me in the shadow of this foggy night
Without thinking that
Someone can find me

There’s no reason to fight but I fight in anyway
Around only the ghosts
Of dead angels

Don’t know why I am 
Always searching without finding 
Why also I can’t 
Free mind from infesting barking 

May be it’s time to stop 

There is something inside that I have not yet found
Where I can look for
While I am blind?

Don’t know why I am 
Always searching without finding 
Why also I can’t 
Free mind from infesting barking 

May be it’s time to stop

martedì 18 novembre 2014

Only clues
















There's no need of lullaby
I start a new sleepless night
As there is no way to reach peace
As millions of wars I fight

Consolation has no space
Not a single mercy gaze
I can only guess that someone
Is now wearing my same dress

Tell me the story of your night 
That is the abortion of your life 
Tell me if you can find solutions 
Or if you've only substitutions 

I thought I had a lot to say 
And many people I could save 
But now I've understood for sure 
To others I give only clues 

There's a little creeping shame
When you learn that you became
Only a crumble into the wind
Far from the original bread

Tell me the story of your night 
That is the abortion of your life 
Tell me if you can find solutions 
Or if you've only substitutions 

I thought I had a lot to say 
And many people I could save 
But now I've understood for sure 
To others I give only clues

lunedì 10 novembre 2014

Sacred













Sacred's not only in our minds
It has no borders from inside to outside
And I can taste it in the wind
And I can taste it in the rain
Everything is a prayer

Gods you don't let me admire 
You in the temple of the time 
So many years have passed since when you died * 
But maybe your anger is still high 

Sacred's the stone of this old path
For this false future we sold the past
And there is really no surprise
Gods are not helping while we climb
Into the total storm

Gods you don't let me admire 
You in the temple of the time 
So many years have passed since when you died 
But maybe your anger is still high 

Atene, 24 ottobre 2014, tentando di raggiungere il Partenone in mezzo al nubifragio. 
* “Il grande Pan è morto” Plutarco, De defectu oraculorum