Figura eterea tra il fuoco del sogno e la stella del mattino che svanisce
Prompt
Are you a dream?
Or are you there?
Or are you a morning star -
distant, but with a close name,
which shines without a trace.
And now it shines,
then it goes out
of the ray of my love.
Now I call you beautiful,
then I am silent in surprise.
Where are you going?
Where has the hope of being with me disappeared
?
My heart, an anxious abyss -
live your happy captivity.
Are you a dream?
Or are you there?
Are you fire?
Or smoke?
Why are you so unique,
if this world is repeatable?!
