Costruire [English translation]

Close your eyes

Imagine joy

Most probably

You would think about a departure

If you lived only beginnings

The excitement of the first time

When everything surprises you

And nothing belongs to you yet

You would think of the smell of a new book

Of the smell of fresh paint

Of a present to rip open

Of the day before the party

Of the 21st March, of the first hug

Of a whole pencil, of the Spring

Of the fear of the début, the trepidation of beginning

But between the start and the finish line

In between there's all the rest

And all the rest is day after day

And day after day

Is silently building

And building is being able to and knowing how

To reject perfection

But the end is definitely more theatrical

Therefore you only remember

The conclusion of each story

Like the last glass, the last vision

A solitary sunset, the bow and final curtain

Between the waiting and the completion

Between the first theme and the testament

In between there's all the rest

And all the rest is day after day

And day after day

Is silently building

And building is being able to and knowing how

To reject perfection

I'll hold your hands

Stay here

The snow will fall shortly