No Digo No

I don't say no
and you spit blood
if between bird and bird
shines a flutter of wire.

I don't say no,
I tell you the same,
with my excess of love, my cynicism,
my blood and my God.

When the path is
forward and real
not of words printed in a magnificent book
pathetic love songs rise
from the dust,
everyone who today traces
in the great caravan of the world cursed and swore
everyone who walked with passion and faith
made victories of a wound open under the foot.

I'm not telling you no
if once unintentionally
you crushed a flower galloping in the open air
in the light of the night there is greatness and poison
I'm not telling you no
if traveling at night
you missed seeing a love.
I'm not telling you no
if you could cry
I don't say no
if after the tears your step grew.

I don't say no
when you tell me
that your age was a project
of glories and scars.

I don't say no,
I tell you the same,
each time contains its abyss,
its sword and its sun...