Mi dispiace [English translation]

Mama, I have dreamed that you knocked at my door

And a bit confused you took off your glasses

But to see me better and for the first time I felt as you also felt that we are not similar.

And holding me, you were surprised

That you were so sad and didn't find a peace.

How long I didn't hold you

And in that silence I told you in a low voice....I am sorry!

However that noise was enough to wake up,

To make me cry

And to make me come back in my childhood

In all those lost days

Where in summer the sky became the sea

And I listed to the tales which you told in a low voice.

And when I fell asleep in your arms

Not yet knowing that I was happy.

But on sixteen I changed, however,

And saw myself the same as I am now.

And suddenly I felt myself lonely and hope lost

Because I was not daughter any more which I wanted to be

And like this our closeness was over,

Those small conversations

Which were a great help.

I hid myself in a cold irritation

And you will regret for a son

Which you didn't have.

I spent all the time not at home

And could never bear your admonishes

And I began to get jealous

Because you were great,

Unreachable and more beautiful.

I gave myself to fleeting dream,

I threw a bottle in the sea with my heart

And lost memory needing some courage

Because I was ashamed to be your daughter!

But you don't knock at my door and I saw a dream in vain which I can't make true

Because my thoughts are too full of my pettiness ,

Because the pride doesn't want to forgive you

And then if you really knocked at my door,

I would not manage to tell you any word,

You would talk to me with your a bit strict look

And I would feel myself again lonely,

That's why I've written you this obscure letter

To feel again a bit of peace at least

And not to ask from you for a late forgiveness

But to be able to tell you, mama, I am sorry!

It's not true any more that I am ashamed for you

And my soul, I feel, is similar to yours.

I will wait patiently for another dream.

I love you, mama...write me...your daughter.