Sogniamo delle Lucciole / We Dream of Fireflies

per Vinci/ for Vinci

Sogniamo delle lucciole
Ed i numerosi segreti
Che traballano e sbattano
Davanti ai nostri occhi chiusi.

We dream of fireflies
And the many secrets
That flicker and flutter
Before our closed eyes.

Desideriamo della conversazione
E le passeggiate di pomeriggio di estate
Che inviano i nostri pensieri persi
Nella primavera della nostra immaginazione.

We long for the conversation
And the summer afternoon walks
That send our thoughts lost
Into the spring of our imagination.

E le teniamo calme
Le lucciole ed i segreti
Il sogno ed il desiderio
Che il silenzio commincia ad uccidere.

And we keep them still
The fireflies and the secrets
The dream and the longing
That silence starts to kill.

E le teniamo
Traballando, sbattando dentro
Finché apriamo i nostri occhi
E fuggono dal nostro sogno.

And we keep them
Flickering, fluttering inside
Until we open our eyes
And they escape from our dream.

An Introduction to Me

Jay Gallera Malaga, 26, is a graduate of Psychology but has since worked in the field of journalism as writer and editor for a local daily in Bacolod City. He also writes poetry and fiction in Hiligaynon, Filipino and English, while pretending to speak, read, write and perhaps understand in Italian, and being brave and ambitious enough to consider learning German and Portuguese. He looks forward to experiencing Africa and Latin America following his adventures in some parts of Asia and Europe as a youth leader and a member of a spiritual movement. Building a library for children is among his biggest desires. He juggles reading books and imagining himself to be somewhere else on his way to work every day because the jeepney ride proves to be difficult for him to write, try to learn a new language, or construct a library. He sleeps and cooks on weekends. He spends most of his time thinking, and forgetting in between thoughts. (More to come… if work allows him.)