I know there is a final day for my life on earth.
I have striven to earn the prize of the righteous,
which is, after death, living in the Paradise.
But, oh my God, I love so much this planet
You granted to us from so earliest ages!
I love every sunrise, every new day calling me
to join forces to open new work fronts.
I love that scarlet red sunset that announces
the early evening, enchanting and bewitching
haunted nights always full of beautiful women,
loving sisters of our race, only found here,
I learned to love hard and harsh the way
we were condemned to gain our bread,
since the disobedience of our forefathers.
I think I will never be able to say goodbye
to this homeland, mine and of all of us.
Perhaps, if I come to deserve an eternal life,
may You leave me here, enchanted as an elf
or a fairy, forever feeling its brown ochre scent,
among sinful, yet amorous brothers and sisters.
Published in Indiana Voice Journal, March-April 2018 issue.