Anna, your name is an echo in the wind

In this breath-taking silence.

The house is empty, time is at a standstill,

And I get lost in this martyrdom of mine.

There is no relief, there is no more tomorrow,

Without the warmth of your hands.

And then I cry, Mom, without end,

Until the pain breaks the embankment.

May my tears become full,

Let them flow hard, let them calm the pain.

I want them to increase the flow of Aniene,

To bring you the love that belongs to you.

I look at the shore, the water that goes,

Look for the mouth, look for your reality.

Every drop that falls is a lost kiss,

A cry in the dark that remained silent.

Aniene, listen to my bitter crying,

Take it to her, to the clearest port.

Flow, river, take away my evil,

Turn this crying into an immortal song.

Anna, you are the water, you are the current,

You will be with me, always, eternally.

And then I cry, Mom, without end,

Until the pain breaks the embankment.

May my tears become full,

May they increase the flow of our Aniene,

To tell you again how much I love you.

(Blurring)

The Aniene runs...

My tears with him...

Hi, Mom Anna.

END ....

& & & { ROBERT FOR SHE & * ANNA * & } & & &