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Description
Cloud: notes of a goodbye
Materials: unstratched canvas 92Hx100L cm, Liquitex professional soft body acrylic, Amsterdam acrylic, Polycolor maimeri acrylic, Louvre acrylic, Sennelier oil pastel, Master pastel.
A final glossy varnish is applied.
Acrylic, oil pastel, chalk, on unstrached canvas 92Hx100L cm, signed on the front.
NUVOLA
Come un aquilone esser vorrei,
a tender gli sforzi verso di te,
libero da gravità,
nuvola.

A rimirarti passo le giornate,
sospesa sopra i verdi campi ancor brinati,
sperando che la stella tonda ti attraversi con raggi di felicità,
che possano illuminare il mio viso
e riscaldarmi l'animo.

Un tempo ti vidi pianger lacrime di pioggia
ma prima ancor di raccoglierne una ad una,
da una saetta fui trafitto.

Ora soffice e lontana,
te ne stai lassù,
cullata tra i venti
senza lacrime e fulmini
ad oscurar la stella.

MC

CLOUD
I would like to be a kite,
trying to reach you,
free from gravity,
cloud.

I spend my days admiring you,
suspended above the green fields still frosty,
hoping that the round star cross you with rays of happiness,
that can illuminate my face,
and warm up my soul.

Once i saw you cry tears of rain
but even before collecting them on,
i was pierced by a thunderbolt.

Now soft and far away,
you stay up there,
cradled among the winds
without tears and lightning
to obscure the star.

MC

Description
Cloud: notes of a goodbye
Materials: unstratched canvas 92Hx100L cm, Liquitex professional soft body acrylic, Amsterdam acrylic, Polycolor maimeri acrylic, Louvre acrylic, Sennelier oil pastel, Master pastel.
A final glossy varnish is applied.
Acrylic, oil pastel, chalk, on unstrached canvas 92Hx100L cm, signed on the front.
NUVOLA
Come un aquilone esser vorrei,
a tender gli sforzi verso di te,
libero da gravità,
nuvola.

A rimirarti passo le giornate,
sospesa sopra i verdi campi ancor brinati,
sperando che la stella tonda ti attraversi con raggi di felicità,
che possano illuminare il mio viso
e riscaldarmi l'animo.

Un tempo ti vidi pianger lacrime di pioggia
ma prima ancor di raccoglierne una ad una,
da una saetta fui trafitto.

Ora soffice e lontana,
te ne stai lassù,
cullata tra i venti
senza lacrime e fulmini
ad oscurar la stella.

MC

CLOUD
I would like to be a kite,
trying to reach you,
free from gravity,
cloud.

I spend my days admiring you,
suspended above the green fields still frosty,
hoping that the round star cross you with rays of happiness,
that can illuminate my face,
and warm up my soul.

Once i saw you cry tears of rain
but even before collecting them on,
i was pierced by a thunderbolt.

Now soft and far away,
you stay up there,
cradled among the winds
without tears and lightning
to obscure the star.

MC