A dead clock, a broken vase
And an old photo torn in pieces
Left untouched for how many decades
Like a desert never been rained
Memories of the thousand past
Gathered like piles of snow outside
So many but so distant
Like the fleeting star in the night
I stood, in the amidst of ruin
Envisaging the once burning ember
The cackling of the blazing fire
And the moving shadows on the wall
You sat there on the bergére
A malt beer on your hand
A Shakespearean book on your lap
And that heart-wrenching look on your aged face
I would like to hold you
But fear told me not
For if I did, I knew you'll disappear
Like a cigarette smoke in the thin air
Then the radio played the Cascades
A song you love so much like I did
And right there I started to hum
As the scene I was seeing blurred into ripples
A like a stone thrown on waters
The cacophony of the church bell rang
And to the old remnant of that house, I was back
It is snowing yet it doesn't feel cold
I'm not feeling cold
Series of soft footsteps echoed around
Along with muffled cries and quiet whispers
Once again, I saw you looking pale, looking older
And on your hands, a bouquet of white peonies and roses
I want to hold right now and then so I did
Fear finally did not object
But I couldn't feel you, nothing at all
I wish you could
Bells keep ringing on my ears
"Mi dispiace non riesco più a rimanere"
And before the canvas turned white
I said my last goodbye
Addio, addio il mio amore
Questo è crudele, ma Fate era stato buono
May we, once again meet
Not in the future but in another world.