... and so, finally, we translated Marilyn # 4. First of all to enter the contest "Catello di Duino", and then to give Saintlamb its first page in English.
Often the sound of smiles can be matched
with blinking eyelids ready for every whisper.
Disburied eyes are seen going around:
Found out I shadowed them and then I saw
them playing hide-and-seek with the full moon,
eluding all those non-requested gazes,
casually finding others fellow glances
and standing as the nails upon the Cross.
In a flash of eyelashes something's born
- inside each other now we' re gonna fly
We do - but never whispering our own names.
When it's the moment, then we scream in silence.
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