POESIE

Gregory David Roberts
from Shantaram

To make sure none followed where you led
I used my hair to cover our tracks.
Sun set on the island of our bed
night rose
eating echoes
and we were breached there, in tangles of flicker,
candles whispering at our driftwood backs
your eyes above me
afraid of the promises I might keep
regretting the truth we did say
less than the lie that we didn’t,
I went in deep, I went in deep,
to fight the past for you.
Now we both know
Sorrows are the seeds of loving,
Now we both know I will live and I will die for this love.

 

HERE the Italian version

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