Verso L'Ignoto
Marcella Bella
Toward the Unknown
Go, this slow autumn goes
Like a river that doesn't know
Where to go but goes
And seeks the sea
Go, my life flows
Like rain on a cherry tree
Without delay it goes
It follows the valley
But I confess
I would also now
That the horizon was
Familiar as the smiling face
Of my mother
Who still lulls
Singing softly
For me who feels
For me, almost like the wind
And I advance with confidence
Defenseless like a vase
Transparent with the mind
That seeks a bit of love
Wherever there is love
Go, this blue plane goes
Sparkling it goes away
And takes me with it
Toward the unknown
But I confess
I would also now
That the horizon was
Familiar as the smiling face
Of my mother
Who still lulls
Singing softly
For me who feels
For me, almost like the wind
And I advance with confidence
Defenseless like a vase
Transparent with the mind
That seeks a bit of love
Wherever there is love
