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domenica 7 ottobre 2012

"When You Are old"



When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true, 
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.


William Butler Yeats

sabato 5 maggio 2012

Geronimo


Grandfather Great Spirit

All over the world the faces
of living ones are alike.
With tenderness they have
come up out of the ground.
Look upon your children
that they may face the winds
And walk the good road to the Day of Quiet.
Grandfather Great Spirit
Fill us with the Light.
Give us the strength to understand,
And the eyes to see.
Teach us to walk the soft Earth
as relatives to all that live.

lunedì 25 luglio 2011

E'...


…così che muore la libertà
Tra fiori rossi
E foglie verdi
Tra rami secchi
E fiumi turbolenti
Grida vendetta
La lingua alata
Nessuna pietà
Per i popoli antichi

martedì 28 giugno 2011

Behind the corner......



My dear friends, I’m back
I solved the problem by changing the browser, thank you for your support, minu

lunedì 30 maggio 2011