Il ritorno

What a feeling of serenity.
A gentle wind, inviting to freedom.
The sky explodes in a blue poetry.
Time to return to my people.
Sweet is the wait, that separates me from those
Who spent their lives, always telling me yes.
Good souls, I return to you,
From those dreamy eyes, that I never forget!
How many silences, how much sea
Can separate us and then
The thought is sure and fast,
Reaches the heart you want.
It will be the days and the distances.
It will be the strong nostalgia.
But every time you return from that hope,
You are already at home.
And there is no interference that can
Make you change your mind.
Because the more the world changes,
The more you remain who you are.
No one comes, if no one goes...
At the appointment, your destiny will come!
There are some furrows on my forehead.
Behind the pain, you would know how much madness!
My friends, play less too,
Because getting used to being apart, you will see...
How many silences, how much sea...
Make sure you never forget.
Your hands searching for hands,
To not sink like you too.
Show them every wound well.
What it means to be here.
Every little scrap of life
You have sewn back together and so,
There is no interference that can,
Make you change your mind.
Because the more the world changes,
The more you remain who you are!
Good souls, I return to you.
From those dreamy eyes,
That I never forget...never!