Buonocore Nino
The Natural Uncertainty of Living
The Trains of August
A.Buonocore/M. De Vitis A. Buonocore
With the summer the clear weather will finally come
and the African wind will warm us.
Ancient people from the south who came from the sea
who still know how to sing and know how to do love...
The train will pass through expanses of olive trees
when it stops we will sleep close to each other.
And we will be talking
about those who don't know where to go
about whoever will not return...
will not return...
of those wounds that words leave behind
which do not hurt here
because the sun dries them...
here they don't hurt us...

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