La collina dei ciliegi [English translation]

And if you truly want to live a luminous and more fragrant life

erase courageously that pleading look from your eyes.

Too often wisdom is only the most stagnant prudence

and, almost always, behind the hill there is the sun.

But why don’t you see yourself celestial and shining?

But why you don’t want to roam freely with me,

flying in circles around tradition

like a dove around a balloon, curbed

and, with a well-aimed beak strike,

pierce it and it ... down, down, down....

...and us yet still higher,

planing over forests of extended arms,

a smile that no longer has

neither a face nor an age.

And breathing breezes that are rampant over lands without limits and boundaries

we distance ourselves and then we find each other even closer.

And higher and further away

(if you close your eyes, an instant)

now, children of the immensity.

If you follow my mind, if you follow my mind

you easily abandon the ancient jealousies.

But, don’t you realize that it is only fear that pollutes and kills the feelings?

Souls are without sex nor belong to me.

No, don’t be afraid, you will not be prey to the winds,

but, why don’t you give me your hand, why?

We could run over the hill

and, among the cherry trees, see the morning what (kind of) day it is

and kicking a boulder,

residual of hell, make it roll down, down, down...

...and us yet still higher,

planing over forests of extended arms,

a smile that no longer has

neither a face nor an age.

And breathing breezes that are rampant over lands without limits and boundaries

we distance ourselves and then we find each other even closer,

and higher and further away,

now, children of the immensity.