The thunderstorm

A poem inspired by the outside storm.

Il temporale regna

nel mio cuore

quando penso a te,

e non ce un momento

che non penso a te.

Tesoro precioso,

sogno mio!

Ti manco tanto…

E vero

che non t'ho visto

ancora.

Pero desidero vederti

ed anche

ascoltare

ancora una volta almeno

a la tua

favolosa voce.

Unica mia

 

The thunderstorm reigns

In my heart,

whenever  I think of you,

and there is no moment

in which

I don't think of you!

Precious treasure,

my dream!

I miss you so much…

It's true

that I haven't seen you

yet,

still I'm carving to see you

and also

to listen

one more time at least

to your fabulous

voice

my only one -

 

© Haim Kadman January 2012 winter �" all rights reserved.