🇮🇹 Elisabetta

Il tuo nome è un giardino
dove i fiori sussurrano al vento,
e ogni sillaba si apre
come petalo alla luce.

Elisabetta,
c’è musica nei tuoi passi
e dolcezza nel tuo sguardo,
come se l’alba stessa
ti avesse scelto come custode.

Il tuo sorriso
è un filo d’acqua limpida,
che disseta chi ha sete
di verità e di carezze.

E quando pronunci il tuo nome,
sembra che il tempo si fermi
ad ascoltare:
perché Elisabetta non è solo suono,
è armonia che rimane,
è bellezza che respira.

— Masi Roberto © 2025


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🇬🇧 Elizabeth

Your name is a garden
where flowers whisper to the wind,
and every syllable unfolds
like a petal to the light.

Elizabeth,
there is music in your steps
and sweetness in your gaze,
as if the dawn itself
had chosen you as its keeper.

Your smile
is a thread of clear water,
quenching the thirst
for truth and tenderness.

And when you speak your name,
time itself seems to pause
just to listen:
for Elizabeth is not only sound,
but harmony that lingers,
a beauty that breathes.

— Masi Roberto © 2025

I'm dancing at the disco, for you, out of jealousy,
Catching your eye so quickly,
We'll talk when we're out of here,
Swaying on the street, still dancing a little bit.

You're like a mystery, and I want to solve history,
By the pool, we'll eat some fruit,
Sugary like peaches, the taste of honey reaches,
But then you step back and smile with your eyes.

Little time and many things still to do,
Many things to say to you
Burning love that eats me as a whole,
I'll wait for you at my front door.

You are one not to lose, you're one to be kept,
Talking with you in the dark while you slept,
Wandering through waterfalls with you,
Riding our bikes and crossing our paths.

We're approaching the station,

                           hand in hand

             I'm crying

By the fireplace.