Who are you, in the mist?
under the gray water
over the bridges and
beside the narrow walls
Chords of an ancient time
faint sounds of your voice
archaic idiom of another world
lost and forgotten
Would I see you again?
in this village of illusions
your sinister and childish mask
to seduce and take me
into your fairy tale of notes.
Venice,
A labyrinth of bricks and walls
lost in the shadow of damnation
over the bridge, silent creatures
staring at the emptiness of life...
Here is nowhere
timeless illusion of stones,
here you get lost
drifting away from reality,
here is wonder
shining face of age,
here is solitude
emptiness and dullness.
Here is nowhere,
everywhere but here...
