With your face, borrowed
from another one, while, even if it suits you,
on the other hand ,you’d like to have your own one
to offer to the public, who looks
at you in the same way as
they look at a Carnival mask,
but meanwhile, they know that you
are not so.
Because your face of long ago
keeps here, printed
into your manners, in your
heartbeats and in your being distingued,
in the old passion,
in the temptation of being.
Do not cry, you jerk, just laugh and go ahead!
I miss a cardigan,
a sweet blue cardigan
in which there was a naïve guy
enchanted by a tremendous artist.
You stood behind the scenes, flooded
by swing and tears…
Do not cry, you jerk, just laugh and go ahead!