Your only wish?

A man sees his partner

With fervent gaze,

Full of desire

And he asks the question:

Your only wish

It's that woman

That with her look

Does it make you fall?

Your only wish

It's that figure

How passionate

you even look at the waist?

Your only wish

It is an excessive pleasure

By the one that takes you

When going crazy?

Your only interest

It's that maiden

What is indifferent

And for you do not turn around?

Is that girl

Why your mind falls,

Your body calls it

But is it late?

Yes! -Responds the man-

Because it's worth it!

And that my love for her

It is eternal and until the end!

He goes annoying

And the other man surprised

For what he later saw:

His friend kissing the woman he fell in love.

Perdonami.

This writing is from a poet

That having betrayed

To his great love,

He falls prisoner of his pain:

Forgive me my lady

For being a simple man

That was dropped by his ambition,

Forgetting your heart

Forgive me for everything

My beloved woman

Because my heart

For a moment was unfaithful.

My soul is broken,

My mind is sick

For being a traitor

When looking at another.

My idolized,

I was clumsy when falling,

I was unable to resist

And now I regret, of not respecting you.

I was denied to you

Because my eyes were fixed on another

But my heart

It is in you because it adores you.

Forgive me for everything

For wanting to "play" 

I hurt you

And you stopped me wanting.

If you read this

It's because you still love me

And I want to tell you:

"I have to love you always my beloved lady."

The poet and the woman

would love each other

And they met

To be in love forever.

Tense Calm.

I feel a tense calm

In all my being,

I feel immense fear

Which leads me to ignore.

I feel a tense calm

And it goes through my body,

It's loneliness

And the pure confusion.

I feel a tense calm,

Something inside alarms me,

It is the isolation

That always hoards me.

I feel a tense calm,

I feel despair

Because of the dark separation

In my well-being

I feel very impatient

Because of the deep melancholy,

For being impatient

And full of rebellion.

Faith.

I do not know if having faith

Because I feel empty,

I do not know whether to hold on

Something that, inside, ends me.

I do not know if having faith

Because I feel hollow,

Flat, free

And "with many cracks".

I do not know if having faith

Because I feel broken

For a lack of love

Without any kind of honor.

I do not know how to really love

To that "shadow man"

That captivates me with his look

And empty me with your soul.

I really do not know

What I'm going to do

With this deep love

That will hurt me.

Something that I know

I'm never going to faint,

For my God and my honor

That I will not leave my faith.

Ispirazione.

Great composers

have filled my poems

And their notes are full

Of the most beautiful things.

Great stories

Have filled my verses

For the deep sorrow / joy

What they had in their lives

Deep notes,

Beautiful sonatas,

Works "unattainable" for me

That are admirable.

Some of them excite me,

Others reflect

In life itself

And me in my person.

are "immortal" works

That will always be in my head

And help me a lot

To be in my right mind.

Always my admiration,

My deep respect

Towards their beautiful music

Until the eternal.

Un dolce gusto.

A sweet taste in my mouth,

A passionate caress in my being,

A sweet in my body

And a lot of passion in my soul.

A sweet taste in my mouth

What will happen to my neck,

And my being will enjoy it

Without much suspicion.

A beautiful taste

It was impregnated in my skin,

A great essence

It was given until it gave way.

A delicious smell

It has been given in my complexion

With such a delicate touch

In my sensitive being.

A splendid tasting

For a tireless man

That literally gave me his soul

With everything and honor.

This will never end

Because we give ourselves everything,

Even the penalties

That I erased with your fingerprints.

Ein dunkler Nachmittag.

A dark afternoon,

a silent place

what despairs me

and at the same time it puts me at rest.

I write this poem

In this tense afternoon

Because that's what inspires me

And it fills me up a lot.

It's not just darkness,

It is a pure cry

Of absolute silence

But without terror.

The rain comes

As a good companion,

That do not want to get away

And much less is left.

I see in the background

From this "black" afternoon

A sun that goes away

And a walking rain.

I feel good,

With much rest

And full of writings,

The most beautiful

I will never end,

My mind does not stop,

It only says:

"Goodbye to the dawn".

Der Hölle Rache (Arie der Königin der Nacht).

How much fury!

How much anger!

The wrath of a mother

in just a dare!

The most difficult

for the most fragile voice!

A Fa6 to celebrate!

A staccato not to sing!

Asking for something difficult

The Queen expresses her fury

when hearing that her daughter

does not want to do what her word says!

Climbs without level!

A demanding role

That makes it worthy

from a really powerful voice!

A really fast tone!

An awesome being

with the music that he made

a really present entity!

I want to write more!

This aria gives me a lot!

The best and most difficult

for all the voices that sing it, even in vain!

Really powerful,

beautiful, exciting,

cheerful and demanding

in the most important voices.

Energetic in its music,

Strong in letter and voice,

without any doubt the best

for my opinion.

Coraggio.

Courage, honor,

Audacity, fervor,

In my heart

There is only pure love.

Courage, courage,

Passion, savagery,

Daring in yourself

And delirium in my reason.

Total adoration

A being without compassion,

With daring

And a lot of antipathy inside.

An absolute veneration

To a brutal being,

Without ceasing to be me

And stronger than that.

Only my eyes

Mean pure courage,

With this I say goodbye

And a see you soon.

Grün.

Light green,

Dark green,

A beautiful color

And I want it for me.

Strong green,

Beautiful green,

Nature with your color

Is meaning of rest.

Living green,

Clean green,

Clear beauty

Like the pure river.

I look at you,

I calm down,

I see you my darling color

And you are enlightened.

You are outstanding,

A clear tone,

A beautiful range

And a very strange alive.

You are a reason

That I always look,

The beautiful nature

That will always exist.

Il tuo sorriso.

It's your smile

the one that inspires me

and it's your mouth

that screams at me

It's your smile

the one that takes me

to a place

of happy to think.

It's your look

the one that makes me dream

with the purest being

with which I can be.

"My deep love,

My beloved passion”

It's what I think

with all my heart.

You are a sacred being,

a dangerous obsession

but at the time you take

all my absolute and sincere love.