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Ricordi le mille volte
che mi torcevo per una
tua telefonata attorno
la cornetta come
fosse un molo?
Come davanti a specchio
dicevo e non capivo, sai, che
a essere eterno ci vuole
un attimo, a essere con te
la rosa piĆ¹ assurda.
Do you remember the hundred times
that I was all twisted for a
phone call of yours
around the receiver
like around a pier?
As if in front of a mirror
I talked without understanding, you know, that
to be eternal all you need
is a moment, to be with you
the most absurd rose.