TESTO DEL LIED

"Day after day"
di Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941)

Day after day he comes and goes away.
Go, and give him a flower from my hair, my friend.
If he asks who it was that sent it,
I entreat you do not tell him my name
For he only comes and goes away.
He sits on the dust under the tree.
Spread there a seat with flowers and leaves, my friend.
His eyes are sad, and they bring sadness to my heart.
He does not speak what he has in mind;
He only comes and goes away.