Se solo potessi dipingere
le delicate tinte pastello
stese come un velo
sull’inquieta sera

se solo potessi sentirmi
tenue parte
del primaverile tramonto

allora
sarei dono
anch’io
che lieve dissolve.

¬ Anna A Sulgreto ¬

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If I could only paint
those fine pastel hues
drawn as veil
over the troubled evening

if I could only feel
a wither shade
of the springy sunset

then
I would be myself:
a gift
who gently faints.

¬ Anna A Sulgreto ¬