Canzoncina
Tra un tiranno ucciso e l’altro ancora in auge
l’inesprimibile contrizione
(povero Ungaretti!)
(povero Ungaretti!)
There was a place where I used to go since I was a child: that place was my soul.
Abbiate pudore dei vostri sentimenti!
sei stata solo un sogno di un illuso senza speranza
If there is a positive answer
Otherwise I had reason: nothing else can help me
Mi sbagliavo: è stato l’ultimo abbraccio tenero che ho provato nella mia vita
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