Modern Love Xli (A White Umbrella) Poem by Liberatore Suffoletta

Let somebody else rest by you,
enjoying paradise,
It's cold here,
winter time is near.

I'll carry a faithless memory
of your blue flame,
so easy and pure,
overcoming fate.

Some go in straightforward ways,
Some go in a circle roaming:
Waiting for long gone days,
to return home again.
I go by a way neither straight,
nor round, into never and nowhere,
On a ship sinking- off the ocean.

I didn't meet you,
to sail, on seas
with lanterns bright.
I entered my home
of murky pale moonlight.
Over a ship lamp's green halo,
Black and white wings soared
with a smile of rage,

I thought, 'Principessa,
Your voice is very strange...'
''Oh, someone took my little
white umbrella as a keep-sake.
Someone gave me wild flowers,
While casting dawn eyes,
Someone disappointed me.'