Venice (in Fog) - Ava Inferi

Here comes the dusk

The whispering fog holding the stars

On through the night

The time has come approaching the end

The silence around (the sadness in her)

Of feeling alone (don't leave her alone)

The stars in her eyes (by nighttime they die)

Her weak empty hands

Along the shore

Can you hear me cry?

No one hear my mourning

Charon is passing me by

Ignoring my mourning

Charon has now passed