Between the colored leaves of Fall,
And the snowflakes answering Winter’s call,
Don’t fall in love with me-
Don’t let the Fates tempt, and fool us all!
It’s the moment, a wayward drop in time
Don’t give up sanity, for the senseless dying
Don’t give in to the lure of the wild,
Or let go for the heady beckoning of flying.
There’s nothing to be had, none to miss
Don’t give up a life, for that stolen kiss
With a wintry soul, that gushes cold.
Don’t rejoice over what sours when old.
Move away and move on, never to look back, never to find
Don’t think of those dark eyes that you’ll leave behind.
N.B. ‘Reprimere‘ is ‘to repress, or suppress’ in Italian.