Il treno che forse non arriverà mai...

The train that may never arrive ...
Sitting on the bench waiting for the right one,
what perhaps will never come
what you may have already lost
taking a light suitcase, in the end we go up,
with our dreams our thoughts
Farewells are as long as a long-awaited hug
looking at the window
looking for something unseen,
of a landscape that remains etched in the soul
at the arrival station you hope to meet your love that has long awaited you with trepidation.
The train.