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In shoots

Alessandra Sorcinelli

Sleepy and still lazy traffic lights on without twilight sand and salt still in the shoes: slow recovery.

Between burning vine leaves and unripe grapes the autumnal dance starts; ancestral rhythm of awakening then tempered by a winter embrace.

Harvest of thoughts collected in sheets letters that we will never send slightly ajar drawers: September air of mild conscience.

Italy

Without you

It's impossible for me to pull myself together When my thought runs to you In vain I try to tell my heart He doesn't listen to me anymore

It is impossible for me even to live

Without you being there by my side

To be able to tell you in one I love you

If I could I would come to you

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Alessandra Sorcinelli

Italy

But I can't move today I don't know the way anymore, it's too far But God lets me dream And to always put you in the Sign of the Book

Even if in life everything is possible Love and Death all in one place To reverse my fate is impossible It was possible that I was just unlucky

It's impossible for me to lie to you, you know But maybe God works a miracle You can come to me one day The Book Sign should have a name

Even though I know the name now But it is impossible for me to say it But it is never too late On the Sign of the Book I love you now

It is impossible for me to live like this I'm still looking for the path between evil and good I wish I could pull myself together though But this is impossible without you.