Capitolo 8
Wheels hiss under of us. He produces us our desire.
'No, you don't fix so--he is weak with pain,
He cannot face her/it, he turns him apart the eyes;
He is confused with pain.
I suffered of this. I know. It was a long time ago. . .
He is closed the eyes and he/she drowns again in death.'
The wind launches hits to the rain-adorned of stars shining windows,
The wind screeches down from the mean-sees walls.
We flow on the mournful wind in a dream to die;
And finally a falls of silence.
VII.
Midnight; bells make to pay, and along the cloud-tall towers
The gilded lights go out. . .
The yellow windows darken, the shades are drawn,
In thousand of rooms we sleep, we attend the dawn,
We lie down face, we dream,
We cry to tall voice with terror, mean increase or we seem
To fix the ceiling or walls. . .
Midnight. . . the last to smash falls of bell-notes.
A rush of whirlwinds of silence on the cloud-tall towers,
A vortex of unfathomable times.
'The bells have struck as soon as twelve: I should be sleeping.
But I cannot differ some longest to write and to tell him.
The woman is dead.
You died--you know the way. In the moment in which we planned.
Smiling, with opens eyes illuminated by the sun.
Smiling on the fatal hand and expanse. . .'
Him fold its letter, advances down slightly the steps.
The doors are closed and silent. A gasoline-jet burns.
Its shade disturbs a shade of balusters.
The oscillations of door closed behind. Evening roars above of him.
In the night he is grown weak.
Wind; wind; wind; carving the walls;
The water that sparkles in the road blowing;
Blowing the rain the sleet.
In the dark alley, an old tree breaks, and falls,
Oak-branches complain him in the air infested by the ghosts;
Lamps blow down with an accident and they tinkle of glass. . .
Whistles of obscurity. . . Wild times the passage. . .
And those that sleep eludes lie wide-dagli eyes, while feeling
Above their heads a night of goblin passes;
Children are waked up again, and to whine,
The young girl feels the roar in his/her sleep and dreams
What his/her person in love is picked up in a tower that burns,