"Hogan shoes woman, you do not understand my grief, Hogan shoes. Especially across such a rain curtain, the season is already sleeping in my eyes, back and forth in the river which is dry and chapped in the cold. The waves on my forehead are corrugated and undulating through the years. Up to the height of your heart, I will never ever touch, less than a mirage."
Note: The original Italian phrase seems to have some grammatical inconsistencies and repetitions that make it challenging to provide a fluid translation. The provided translation aims to maintain the poetic essence and meaning of the original text as closely as possible.