aurora 24.07.2023
I'm from Rome, and although my English is not perfect, I reckon I can help translating the words in Roman slang. Still room for improvements, though! Thank you.
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I don't cry when a war bursts,
and the courage of the heroes lying on the ground,
I reward it with greenhouse flowers,
but I don't cry when a war bursts.
I cry, when I fall in the eyes
of a stray dog, because
we look alike in an unbelievably way,
we both are alone in the world.
I lose myself in those nameless eyes
looking for a master,
in that melancholic face
asking for company.
I don't cry when a man kills himself,
his blood does not move me,
not even if it flooded the whole square,
I don't cry when a man kills himself.
But I cry, I cry over our lives,
two raped lives.
We have never found the answers,
that's why
the thirst…
I cry about all the time we still have
and I feel bad.
Tomorrow, if I'm not wrong,
it's your birthday,
the first without violets.