Corpo
Che non ce la fai
Più,
Che ti sei fatto
Pesante,
Che non riesci
A stare più
In piedi,
Che hai difficoltà
A respirare,
Che sei aggrappato
Con tutte le tue forze
Alla vita,
Ma che alla vita
Non riesci più
a dissetarti,
Sei un fardello
E vorresti
Rialzarti,
Ma non hai
Le forze
Per camminare
E vorresti essere
Libero
Di librarti,
Ma non sei
Fatto di aria.
Quel letto
Che ti ha imprigionato
Ti trattiene da anni
E le sue lenzuola
Sono catene
Pesanti
Che ti impediscono
Di muovere
Le tue membra.
Non respiri,
Non respiri più
Ma ancora vivi
E cerchi di sollevare
Quella parte di te
Leggera
Ma ancora è prigioniera
Di questo corpo
Di questa vita
Che ti trattiene
Con le sue ragioni.
Ma non ce la fai
E vorresti volare
Sollevarti
Da questa materia
Pesante.
Il tuo spirito
È sano
Ma ancora soffre
Di questo corpo
Che nonsi muove più.
Ti guardi
Disteso,
Ora puoi farlo:
Il tuo respiro è fermo
Sul letto
Le tue membra distese
Si riposano,
Finalmente.
Sei aria
E come aria
Ti muovi
Leggero
E passi
Tra gli interstizi
E i pertugi
E sfiori
Le cose
ma non le tocchi
E carezzi
Lambendo appena
Le lacrime
Dei tuoi cari
Che ti sono intorno
E che vorresti
Abbracciare,
Ma le mani
Non le hai
E quelle che sono
Rimaste sul letto
Non ti appartengono
Più
E sono ferme,
Immobili le dita
E i polpastrelli
Che non possono
Più sfiorare
Restano lì
A testimoniare
Il tuo passaggio,
Come polvere
Nella polvere.
Body
What you can not do
Plus,
What did you
heavy
What you can not
To be more
Standing,
What you have difficulty
To breathe,
That you're holding on
With all your might
To life,
But the life
You can no longer
to drink,
You are a burden
And would you
get up,
But you do not have
the forces
to walk
And would you be
free
Of books,
But you're not
Without air.
that bed
What did he imprisoned
Keeps you in years
And his bedding
are chains
heavy
That prevent you from
to move
Your limbs.
Not breathing,
Not breathing
But still alive
And try to lift
That part of you
light
But it is still captive
Of this body
In this life
What keeps you
With his reasons.
But do not make it
And would you like to fly
relieve
From this area
Heavy.
Your spirit
It's healthy
But still suffers
Of this body
That you're not moving.
you look
Settled
Now you can do:
Your breathing is stopped
on the bed
Your limbs outstretched
They rest,
Finally.
six air
And as air
you move
light
It steps
The interstices
And the crevices
It touches
Things
but do not touch
And caress
just licking
tears
Of your loved ones
Around you
And what would you
embracing,
But the hands
You did not
And those who are
Remained on the bed
You do not belong
more
And they are still,
Properties fingers
And your fingertips
That can not
more touch
remain there
A witness
On your way,
as dust
In the dust.
What you can not do
Plus,
What did you
heavy
What you can not
To be more
Standing,
What you have difficulty
To breathe,
That you're holding on
With all your might
To life,
But the life
You can no longer
to drink,
You are a burden
And would you
get up,
But you do not have
the forces
to walk
And would you be
free
Of books,
But you're not
Without air.
that bed
What did he imprisoned
Keeps you in years
And his bedding
are chains
heavy
That prevent you from
to move
Your limbs.
Not breathing,
Not breathing
But still alive
And try to lift
That part of you
light
But it is still captive
Of this body
In this life
What keeps you
With his reasons.
But do not make it
And would you like to fly
relieve
From this area
Heavy.
Your spirit
It's healthy
But still suffers
Of this body
That you're not moving.
you look
Settled
Now you can do:
Your breathing is stopped
on the bed
Your limbs outstretched
They rest,
Finally.
six air
And as air
you move
light
It steps
The interstices
And the crevices
It touches
Things
but do not touch
And caress
just licking
tears
Of your loved ones
Around you
And what would you
embracing,
But the hands
You did not
And those who are
Remained on the bed
You do not belong
more
And they are still,
Properties fingers
And your fingertips
That can not
more touch
remain there
A witness
On your way,
as dust
In the dust.
