A Poem

by Andrea Bocelli

I was very moved by this piece of poetry that Andrea has written for his son Matteo, and I wanted to share it with you.

( thanks to the Bocelli Network )

English Translation :

While, as a giant, within my arms,

proud and happy I hug my little boy

and the tender body, innocent,

fragile and alive as a small bird

against my chest presses, abandoning himself,

quiet and secure, half asleep.

For that instant, almost sweetly,

appears to me in a dream, my destiny.

In this way I see myself as old and resigned,

seated there in front of the fireplace,

expecting, with the anxiety of a baby,

the evening.

To feel him suddenly

re-enter with the gift of a smile,

of a word, of a politeness

and as a promise that consoles

the immense joy of his caress.

Then I shake myself and already have forgotten,

but inside of me, the soul enraptured;

I realise that baby just born,

already is worth more than my own life.

~ Andrea Bocelli