Contracorriente

și dacă-ți dau singurătatea mea
și-mi dai singurătatea ta*

la tine în brațe
în fața mea, pe o masă de tenis,
înconjurați de praf
și băuturi acidulate
închiși de soarele ce se coboară și acoperă ochii
cu întunericul celuilalt
retrași în larg, curenții nu ne mai aduc înapoi
ghemuiți în înălțimi, desprinși, împreună
cu măreția chipurilor noastre, alterate și
îngrijite de răcoare

și-ți așez sub pleoapa stângă un înger alb
adormi înaintea înecului, anesteziat
de simfonia plăpândă a coralilor
ca un rătăcitor în căutare de definire
urcând spre bătăile inimii
cu tine îmi definesc bătăile inimii
le ajustez ritmului
în timp ce se îndrăgostesc reciproc

unele de altele
atingerile

și se iubesc
și e frumos
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* Giovanni Truppi, Conoscersi in una situazione di difficoltà.

Contracorriente

and if I give you my solitude
and you give me your solitude*

in your arms
in front of me, on a tennis table,
engulfed by dust
and fizzy beverages
enclosed by the sun coming down and shading
our eyes
with the other’s darkness
retreated offshore, the tide is not bringing us back
curled up in the highs, loosened, together
with the splendor of our complexions, altered and
caressed by the breeze

and I lay a white angel under your left eyelid
you doze off before the drowning, anesthetized by the
tender symphony of the corals
as a wanderer seeking definition
ascending to the heartbeats
it’s with you that I establish my heartbeat
I adjust it to the rhythm
as they reciprocate the love
of one another
the touch

and they love each other
and that’s beautiful

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* Giovanni Truppi, Conoscersi in una situazione di difficoltà.

Contracorriente

and if I give you my solitude
and you give me yours

in your arms
before me, on a tennis table
surrounded by dust
and fizzy drinks
blackened by the sun descending and covering the eyes
with each other’s darkness
withdrawn into the open sea, the currents no longer bring us back
huddled in heights, unraveled, together
with the grandeur of our faces
altered and tendered by the coolth

and I place a white angel under your left eyelid
you fall asleep before drowning, anesthetised
by the fragile symphony of corals
like a wanderer in search of defining
ascending towards heartbeats
with you I define my heartbeats
I adjust their rhythm
while they fall in love

with one another
the touches

and they love each other
and it’s beautiful

Contracorriente

and if I give you my solitude
and you give me yours*

in your arms
before me, on a table tennis table,
surrounded by dust
and carbonated drinks
restrained by the lowering sun that blindfolds the eye
with each other’s darkness
sheltered in the blue waters, the rapids won’t bring us back
huddled up high, bound no more, together
holding onto the greatness of our features, modified as well as
nursed by the crisp air
I shall place a white angel underneath your left eyelid
fall asleep before drowning, numbed
in the mellow coral symphony
like a wanderer in search of clarity
ascending to the heartbeats
it is your presence that defines the rhythm of mine
the adjustments of their tempo
meanwhile they fall for each other
one another
the touching
and they love each other
and it’s mesmerizing
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* Giovanni Truppi, Conoscersi in una situazione di difficoltà.

Contracorriente

and if i give you my loneliness
and you give me yours

in your arms
in front of me, on a ping-pong table
surrounded by dust
and fizzy drinks
closed off by the sinking sun covering our eyes
with the darkness of the other
withdrawn by the open sea, the currents no longer bring us back
huddled in the heights, detached, together
our faces grand, altered and
kept cool by the chill

and i place under your left eyelid a white angel
you fall asleep before drowning, sedated
by the frail symphony of the corals
like a wanderer searching for definition
climbing toward the heartbeats
i attune them to the rhythm
while they fall for one another
the touches

and they love each other
and it’s beautiful

Contracorriente

& if i give you my loneliness
& you give me yours*

in your arms
in my face, on a tennis table
surrounded by dust
& soft drinks
enclosed by the setting sun that covers our eyes
with the shadow of the other
retreated into the open sea, the currents no longer bring us back
crouched in heights, detached, together
with the beauty of our faces, altered &
being taken care of by the cold

& i put an angel under your left eyelid
you fall asleep before the drowning, numbed
by the gentle symphony of the corals
like a wanderer in search of meaning
climbing up to the beating of one’s heart
with you i’m defining my heartbeats
adjusting their rhythm
whilst they fall in love with each other

one with another
their touches

& they love each other
& that’s beautiful

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* Giovanni Truppi, Conoscersi in una situazione di difficoltà.

Contracorriente

and if I give you my loneliness
and you give me yours*

in your embrace
in my face, on a tennis board,
surrounded by dust
and fizzy drinks
closed off by the dusk covering our eyes
with the other’s darkness

pulled-back in the high seas, the streams never bring us back
curled up in the heights, unchained, together
with the lustre of our faces, altered and
caressed by the cold

I’ll sneak an angel under your left eyelid
sleep before drowning, high off
the fragile chant of the corals
like a low-life searching for a purpose
climbing up to his pounding heart
with you I can explain my heartbeats
I adjust them to the rhythm
while they fall in love with one another
the touches

and they love each other
and it’s beautiful

Contracorriente

what if I gave you my loneliness
and you gave me yours*

in your arms
before me, on a tennis table,
surrounded by dust
and soda cans
veiled by the setting sun that casts
each other’s shadow on our eyes
drifting out to sea where the breeze can never pull us back
huddled on high crests, unbound, together,
our splendid faces changed
and nourished by the cold

so I place a white angel underneath your left eyelid
you fall asleep before the drowning, dazed
by the corals’ gentle symphony
like a wanderer in search of himself
hiking up towards the heartbeat
when I am with you I set my own heartbeat
I adjust its rhythm
as caresses

fall in love
with each other

and treasure each other
and it is sweet
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* Giovanni Truppi, Conoscersi in una situazione di difficoltà.

Contracorriente

if I give you my loneliness
and you give me your loneliness*

in your arms
in front of me, on a tennis table,
surrounded by dust
and fizzy drinks
locked by the sun that goes down and covers the eyes
with the other’s darkness
withdrawn in the open sea, currents wouldn’t bring us back anymore
curled up in the heights, detached, together
with the greatness of our faces altered and
cared for by the coolness

and I place a white angel under your left eyelid
you fall asleep before drowning, benumbed
by the corals’ frail symphony
like a wanderer in search of definition
climbing up to the heartbeats
with you I define my heartbeats
I adjust them to the rhythm
as they mutually fall in love
with each other
the touches
and they love each other
and it’s beautiful
–
* Giovanni Truppi, Conoscersi in una situazione di difficoltà.

Contracorriente

and if I give you my loneliness
and you give me yours

in your arms
before me, on a ping-pong table
surrounded by dust
and carbonated drinks
engulfed by the descending sun which covers our eyes
with the other’s darkness
drifting out at sea, the currents won’t pull us back to shore
curled up high, detached, together
with the greatness of our faces, altered and tended by the cold

as i lay an angel under your left eyelid
drift off before drowning, sedated 

by the delicate symphonies of the reefs
like a wanderer in search of meaning
climbing towards heartbeats
you define my heartbreats
i tune their rhythm
while they fall in love

with one another
the touches

and they’re in love
and it is beautiful