Understand the sweet girl
Who whispers into your ear
And here—the wind rises and disappears
Here—it returns from the sea
And here, we listen to the gasping heart
That loved us more
[So I closed my pact in the starlit night]
You fled in a wave of trembling cries
The hearts of thousands with you
You fly, oh, runner, in untiring rhythm
Il treno ardente
Ch’era la notte fonda
I listen ...
With our shipwrecked hearts
With angelic eyes
We saw rising in the bewitching light:
I have a bright, flashing blade
Brighter than the splendor of your eyes
On the lap of Mother Earth—a strange little gypsy.
Paraphrased poetry
Understand the sweet girl Who whispers into your ear And here—the wind rises and disappears Here—it returns from the sea And here, we listen to the gasping heart That loved us more [So I closed my pact in the starlit night] You fled in a wave of trembling cries The hearts of thousands with you You fly, oh, runner, in untiring rhythm Il treno ardente Ch’era la notte fonda I listen ... With our shipwrecked hearts With angelic eyes We saw rising in the bewitching light:
I have a bright, flashing blade Brighter than the splendor of your eyes On the lap of Mother Earth—a strange little gypsy.