Trap

 Gather together what is remaining, chop

Wring out your thoughts
The blast of wind  will anoint you 
With calm and emptiness 

I’m huddled

Greedy liar
 There is barley straw here
The garden reveals itself
And there is no land around here
There are doors to knock at!

Gradually
You  taste with your lips
The merriment of night

But the light  is a trap
I am like a moth

That is always

Chasing the light
Moon oh moon look down
Moon oh moon looking down

Hiding and casting spells

With the shadow of nothing
a sideways glance to the lord’s plot
and I’m huddled .

Extend your neck and then look

And dig holes with your eyes
The death rattle, the lament

Is it a bride or is it pain?
There are doors to lock and bolt

 Gradually
You  taste with your lips
The merriment of night

But the light  is a trap
I am like a moth

That is always
Chasing the light
Moon oh moon look down
Moon oh moon looking down

Moon oh moon I look up
Moon oh moon look down

Moon oh moon look down

Moon oh moon look up

If the future

If the future

If the future arrives

I will stay behind 

I will stay behind 

(Translation by F.Zucchi)