For every love that ends



For every star that eclipses

for every love that ends

for every passion that goes out

the world fades a little.


For every hand withdrawn

for every affection that finishes

for every face no longer caressed

humanity becomes poorer.


For every sun that sets

for every flower that withers

for every kiss no longer given

the world dries up a little.


For every glance averted

for every dream that vanishes

for every tear that falls

humanity gets sadder.



Giovanni Greco