Amiche Piacevoli

Italian words used in the poem

 

            Amiche Piacevoli, I remember your voci,

            your faces become vivid with the specific tune of Inventions.

            None of us resides in that book anymore…

            Do we still have the passion to play our tune, tutti?

            Remember the echoes of the laughter,

            and the time with mi amiche piacevoli.

 

            We grew apart and walked on our own paths,

            our music felt dull in the intermezzo.

            I always thought that, any of you, I never needed,

            and I had shut your voci out of my porte

            Remember the sparkles in our eyes,

            I now think of you, mi amiche piacevoli.

 

            My soul here alone in the deserted darkness,

            alone because of my unique timbre.

            All these years, I haven’t yet made amiche like you…

            Only in the memories, our song plays the melodies. 

            Remember the wind that the world brought to us

            I miss you so, mi amiche piacevoli.

Reviews

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Just a mention: not "mi" for "my" but "mie" would be correct.

I loved your poem!

Sal

[Yuko]

Very nice and sad poem. Powerful too