Lypophrenia

One dove
You’re the one I’ve been waiting for
Through the dark fall
The nightmares the lonely nights

I was born
A curling fox in a hole
Hiding from danger
Scared to be alone

One dove
To bring me some peace
In starlight you came from the other side
To offer me mercy

One dove
I’m the one you’ve been waiting for
From your skin I ...

Suddenly, from all the green around you,
something-you don't know what-has disappeared;
you feel it creeping closer to the window,
in total silence. From the nearby wood

you hear the urgent whistling of a plover,
reminding you of someone's Saint Jerome:
so much solitude and passion come
from that one voice, whose fierce request the downpour

will grant. The walls, with their ancient portraits, glide
away from us, cautiously, as ...

Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea,
Thy tribute wave deliver:
No more by thee my steps shall be,
For ever and for ever.

Flow, softly flow, by lawn and lea,
A rivulet then a river:
Nowhere by thee my steps shall be
For ever and for ever.

But here will sigh thine alder tree
And here thine aspen shiver;
And here by thee will hum the bee,
For ever ...