from "Il Matto e la Luna" (una scatola di poesie)

THE HAPPY SOUND OF A CAROUSEL    -    Versione italiana

Gary has finished with
a life of pains.
The azure of the sun
and the green of the sky
are looking still,
and the X-rays
throw waves in the space.
The red sea
without lapping,
without sliding,
calm and slow
wipes out the tracks.
Once, on the sand, he passed by.

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