[Boredom]
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I Feel this Dazed by the NOTHING which
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is Surrounding me that, IF I went Mad
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in this VERY moment, my Own Insanity
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wouldn't be but, an ETERNAL sitting down
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My EYES Astounded, my MOUTH's opened
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my HANDS hidden, between my knees
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neither Laughing nor Weeping
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nor EVEN Moving, if not on Compulsion
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from the Place where I'd be.
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I have no more VIGOUR
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to Conceive any WISH, not even a Deadly one
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and not because I FEAR death, but 'cos I NO LONGER see
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any difference between DEATH and this LIFE of mine
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where NOBODY comes to Relieve me
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not EVEN the Sorrow.
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This is the First time that TEDIUM not only Tires
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and weighs Down on me, it's also Worrying
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and Tearing me, just like the STRONGEST of Pains.
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I've got so Frightened by the VANITY of things
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and the Condition of Mankind - Death of every Passion -
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as they're ALL DEAD, in My Heart
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that I'm going Insane, thinking that my DESPAIR itself
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isn't BUT NOTHING
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Farewell
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[Lyric: a free interpretation & translation from]
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["Sulla Noia e la Disperazione" by Giacomo Leopardi 1819]
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[A.Z.:vox+R.M.:guitar,bass,keys,screams+M.C.:drums,screams]
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La Noia
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