Tokyo, Zojojii. Foto di Anna Arietti |
Quest'estate solo un lento
sgranare di rosari
Misteri dolorosi
non ci sono
E' come camminare
a piedi nudi
sulla luce aguzza
delle stelle.
(Enea Grosso)
A summer spent
telling in silence
my beads
There are no
painful mysteries
It's just somehow
like walking
barefoot
on the sharp
keen light
of the stars.
(Enea Grosso)
A summer spent
telling in silence
my beads
There are no
painful mysteries
It's just somehow
like walking
barefoot
on the sharp
keen light
of the stars.
(Enea Grosso)