Valerio Albisetti - Il viaggio della Vita

As the shadows fall across the sand I turn and look at the red line on the horizon I find his red lips revealed Long rows of mother of pearl teeth While long multi-colored silk tails Hide resplendent green eyes In a windless atmosphere. On his head A black snake wraps itself Looking for the hieroglyphic. The return of the Inca.

The willows sleep above the pond at this hour eyes full of pain arrive too late after having traversed rivrs of tears and heard the wind howl. Red streets Green olive groves Twelve crystal skulls Emerge resplendent From the sea of fog.