Growing tired of English to Italian translations, aren’t you? This one is by Charles Bukowski, here’s the original text.

don’t undress my love
you might find a mannequin;
don’t undress the mannequin
you might find
my love.

she’s long ago
forgotten me.

she’s trying on a new
hat
and looks more the
coquette
than ever.

she is a
child
and a mannequin
and death.

I can’t hate
that.

she didn’t do
anything
unusual.

I only wanted her
to.

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