Memories

Why does the time pass and you remain?
Why are you still tormenting me?
All days and all nights, alone, you force me to sink
in the depths of my thoughts, where lies what marked me most

What thing is worse than the past that returns?
Which punishment is heavier than turning back and become aware
that what it has been will never come again?

Memories
like the waves of the sea, they shatter in my mind
like the waves of the sea, they bring me something of the past
like the waves of the sea, they recede and consume a part of me

Illusory hopes, a castle made of them
My refuge is between its walls built on the sand
but the tide brings the truth with it and makes every certainty crumble

Blow wind, blow!
Sweep the sand
that falls from my hands
Bring it far away from me
Let it stray in the air

Those great emotions that I've felt
now I grip in my hands
They are soaked with my tears
and their weight becomes impossible to bear
Great is the sufferance, greater the nostalgia
I loose the grip to not succumb and they slip between my fingers

So sad
So distant
So present
So intense
Memories, so true
Memories, so cruel

In some moments I would stop to think
I would fade away to not be found by them
When every thought, good or bad, hurts

Castaway in this stormy sea
infested by ravenous maelstroms,
they swallow and then spit me out
to not give me the relief of death

'All that remains to me is that image
All that I lost is in that image
I look at that portrait and I die'

Memories
like the waves of the sea, they shatter in my mind
like the waves of the sea, they bring me something of the past
like the waves of the sea, they recede and consume a part of me

There will be a time when the dust
will cover all with a grey veil
There will be a day when the sand of time
will jealously keep every secret

And maybe that day I will cry at the thought that I forget

Memories, so true
Memories, so cruel