In this silence,
finally,
a voice!
The summer was full of promises
and messages.
But then the time
you know, he has fun
to deprive us all of a sudden,
of all certainty.
And we find ourselves like this,
in front of a blank sheet, to reconsider
the rest of life!
You
luckily, you stayed
intact.
Faithful
to your musical score.
Like the child to his teddy bear.
It is this purity that makes you magnificent.
So much talent
he had rarely managed to get there
so far away.
But it was meant to be
you
to keep the "dialogue" alive.
That I did it also for those illustrious friends who do not
they managed to get to the "encore".
Here I am in front
to you.
Small splinter too,
of an unfinished work.
But that's okay.
As long as you breathe me
next
I feel a little richer and less alone.
Thank you Master for this friendship of yours.
Your pupil Renato Zero