كلمات La Noia

[boredom] I feel this dazed by the nothing which Is surrounding me that, if i went mad In this very moment, my own insanity Wouldn't be but, an eternal sitting down My eyes astounded, my mouth's opened My hands hidden, between my knees Neither laughing nor weeping Nor even moving, if not on compulsion From the place where i'd be. I have no more vigour To conceive any wish, not even a deadly one And not because i fear death, but 'cos i no longer see Any difference between death and this life of mine Where nobody comes to relieve me Not even the sorrow. This is the first time that tedium not only tires And weighs down on me, it's also worrying And tearing me, just like the strongest of pains. I've got so frightened by the vanity of things And the condition of mankind - death of every passion - As they're all dead, in my heart That i'm going insane, thinking that my despair itself Isn't but nothing Farewell [lyric: a free interpretation & translation from] ["sulla noia e la disperazione" by giacomo leopardi 1819]