Trafika Europe 1 - Northern Idyll
Then I know I’m alone, that Giacomino who shoots at planes at night isn’t there, that Josipina isn’t there because she said she was going to iron a few things at the watchmaker’s. And I’m alone with my two nephews. And I hear them say to me to come to their room and lie on the bed. I go to their room and I lie on the bed and my nephews lie next to me and they caress me. I know, they are caressing me on my face and then they caress my arms and then legs and I know my ears are ringing, that I’d like to say something, that I’d like to tell them something and I’d like to stand on tiptoe and sing and I’d like to hear Mama sing with me, and I’d like to be with Ivan, who is somewhere far away and going to school so that he can cure me, and I see the field, I suddenly see it full of weeds, I see my two nephews in the field, tramping it down and laughing and saying that there will never be any more potatoes in the field, that weeds will grow and that the field won’t be able to breathe. And then I see rain falling on the field, on the weeds and on the nephews, who are laughing and saying that the weeds will grow even more because the sun will come out after the rain and it’ll be warm and the weeds will grow even more, the weeds on the field, and then I sing, loud, loud . . .
Ciao, ciao, bambina! Un bacio ancor e poi per sempre ti perderò …
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