non so

su che treno so-

no

 

goodbye,

sadness,

I listen to you

in secret;

 

I forget all

the places

and breaths

in which I found god

 

Pan di Stelle-flavored

snowflakes,

September

ninety-four,

in Piazza d'Armi,

 

perdiamo le misure

chasing leaves,

sweating through

undershirts

 

I don't know

what train I'm on