Like fear that
is shown in
the sound of
a permanent
weeping, through
the light of
frightened eyes
and then in
the shades of
a sullen present:
here comes the
death, carefully
dressed and with
a different smile...

Francesco Sinibaldi

Amistoso canto
en el vivo
rayo de la fresca
mañana: y una
rima templada
de nuevo regresa
cuando el sol,
besando los setos
y la dulce llanura,
exulta gozoso como
un soplo de luz.

Francesco Sinibaldi

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