valeriu dg barbu

Trilingual post: English, Italian and Romanian languages

You’re putting too many questions and
Life will respond in joking as she did not understand the question…
Emerges the blade of grass on his chest bared of the white from shirt by snow already forgotten
The insects smile, the winds are sharpened their razors as barbers
You ride on the window as if it were a mare without grooming and would like to sift through the world, but
The questions it hold you back, you want at least one answer, just an answer
Where go those who they go?…the impossible retrieval stuns and …dismounts the mare…



Ti stai mettendo troppe domande e
La vita ti risponde in scherzo come che lei non ha capito la domanda…
Emerge il filo d’erba sul petto snudato dal bianco della camicia di neve già dimenticata
Gli insetti sorridono, i venti si affilano i loro rasoi…

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