We prepare for the cemetery when
dew has turned to rain to frost to hail.
At season’s infancy, they say.
Jittery trees line our cobbled streets,
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''Tonight the dead come alive.
But you and I die a little further. ''
Questa notte i morti tornano in vita.
Ma tu ed io moriamo un po' di più.
I love your verse
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''Tonight the dead come alive. But you and I die a little further. '' Questa notte i morti tornano in vita. Ma tu ed io moriamo un po' di più. I love your verse