In A Dark Forest [Italian translation]

Here amid cold columns in a dark forest

Wooded by the trees of sullen ignorance

Where only the fear abundantly grows

Nourished by the acrid tears of regret

In a place where existence is oblivion

Mourning the soul lost, not yet gone

There is gloom that blocks the sun

So thick not a trace pierces its pall

A glimmer of hope cannot find its way

The aching heart patters on unheard

Within a cultivated thicket's density

A prison within, and a wall without

A labyrinth of lame excuses and lies

A warren for a scoundrel to take refuge

The spectre stands nearby awaiting

For a fool's drama to conclude unlauded

A tragedy closes on a bashful bard

The life not lived in revelation's light