5 Aprile 2024

Schegge di tempesta

Non tutti i naufragi accadono in mare,
a volte sono dentro un attimo,
un urto che spezza il silenzio,
e lascia schegge a brillare.

Ho raccolto il rumore dell’impatto,
quello che tace, ma non si dimentica,
schegge di un giorno spezzato,
ma io, intera, sono qui.

Dentro questa bottiglia,
la mia paura, la mia forza, la mia memoria,
il suono che ha rotto il mio silenzio,
eppure, nonostante tutto, ancora in piedi.

It was a morning full of light,
I dreamed of coming home,
with a heart full of hope,
steps light towards tomorrow.

But suddenly time breaks,
a shadow falls along the way,
glass like rain,
and the world blurs.

I breathe, I breathe again,
(a flame burning inside)
In the silence of the night,
(hope that never dies)
I rise from the ashes,
(a light that guides me)
Strength is here with me,
(never alone).

Screams and silence mix around,
unknown faces near to me,
pain is not the end,
but the start of a new path.

And through flashing lights,
I breathe and feel the fire,
a flame that burns,
pushing me to fly.

I breathe, I breathe again,
(a flame burning inside)
In the silence of the night,
(hope that never dies)
I rise from the ashes,
(a light that guides me)
Strength is here with me,
(never alone).

From shadows to light,
from fear to strength,
I walk, I walk,
towards a new dawn.

I breathe, I breathe again,
(a flame burning inside)
In the silence of the night,
(hope that never dies)
I rise from the ashes,
(a light that guides me)
Strength is here with me,
(never alone).

Maria Gioui