| Alessandro Sala-The sound of the night |
| taken from www.alesarte.it/ |
Who 'u iornu Brisca the t'assali hurry, you
iazi and' to-face with '' a Iact you brush.
Nesci and then goes' ddrittu, is' to mind the strata,
'to a' head 'n Scan rioggiu who 'To iurnata.
If there nails or 'u suli, lu almost mancu know
Pirch the eyes o' them cielu iazi ever.
But I was, yes t'affanni almost lose sciatu lu,
curri you with 'a' n trenu ch 'has' u binariu signatu.
Then 'rriva the sira and' on to 'stop the cursa:
shots' to Linia, you stop, think, think. And you riviri
ddh'occhi, ddha laugh resentment
who, sbituatu, you seemed to chiddha 'n friends.
But the view you squander on 'cuntenti' to the 'rich,
shares' na ndo symphony choirs who you zzicchi.
Già, pirchì ddha risata e ddhu sguardu sinceru,
ti li sa donari sul cu' è amicu veru.
E mentri ti culla nta notti ddhu sonu,
tu non 'spetti atru: mi ricambi lu donu!
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