Translation:To Adriana

While maybe your sadness is thinking On your distant homeland and you feel cold When you see where you are, and the delerium Of fever touches your head, I, dreaming of your love and your beauty, Love that is no more because of the disgracefulness Of the depths of my soul, which sent To pain a greeting of tenderness. If my errant thoughts go   In search of you in pairs from another world With homesickness they find themselves alone Over the waters of the gigantic sea Among the purest and deepest sky In the infinite rocking of the waves.

A Adriana