Nuvole Bianche
Wisps of clouds melt
Like vanilla ice cream
Into Nuvole Bianche.
Nuvole Bianche is expression
Of strife and regret
Of Hope's endless waterfall
Nuvole Bianche is a story
Of faith and trust
Of emotions of various kind
Nuvole Bianche is a harp
Each string of a illustrious emotion
Plucking emotions from your heart
Your heart drowning
In a sea of ink
The sea ebbing and flowing
Nuvole Bianche is tea
Made from saffron's essence
Texture of the elderberry
Nuvole Bianche is language of the poets
Of wrens and nightingales
Of the locks drowning in the Seine
Nuvole Bianche is the petals
Of the bloody Rose
Stained when cut on its thorns
Nuvole Bianche is Prometheus's sacrifice
It is the pain of Icarus when he fell
It is the struggle of Sisyphus
Nuvole Bianche is the loss of Orpheus
The victory of Mehmed II in the moonlight
Embroidered on Athena's mosaic tapestry