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| sent on December 18, 2018 (11:20) | This comment has been automatically translated (show/hide original)
Very beautiful! a greeting, Christiano. Molto bella! Un saluto, Christiano. |
| sent on December 18, 2018 (11:56) | This comment has been automatically translated (show/hide original)
Thanks Christiano, Greetings Grazie Christiano, un saluto |
| sent on December 18, 2018 (23:20) | This comment has been automatically translated (show/hide original)
Beautiful. Two attentive spectators. Also beautiful is the Biancoenero. Congratulations! Hello Bella. Due attenti spettatori. Bello anche il biancoenero. Complimenti! Ciao |
| sent on December 19, 2018 (8:25) | This comment has been automatically translated (show/hide original)
Thanks Stefano Grazie Stefano |
| sent on April 21, 2020 (19:22) | This comment has been automatically translated (show/hide original)
here the sign is the imposing outline of a man. The time still is running out again, subdued and tired: Diagonal drooping antithesis. I listen and my thoughts corron behind his life, A all the faces seen from the ancient light bulb, A that usual smell of dust and mold, A all the heated soups on the stove, A that wake-up tic-tac that emphasizes every second, A as from that place you can never see the world, A life gone into so many days equal and hard, A how even history has passed between those walls... qui il segno è il profilo imponente di un uomo. Ritorna ancora il tempo, sommesso e stanco: Diagonale cadente posta in antitesi. Io ascolto e i miei pensieri corron dietro alla sua vita, A tutti i volti visti dalla lampadina antica, A quell'odore solito di polvere e di muffa, A tutte le minestre riscaldate sulla stufa, A quel tic-tac di sveglia che enfatizza ogni secondo, A come da quel posto si può mai vedere il mondo, A un'esistenza andata in tanti giorni uguali e duri, A come anche la storia sia passata fra quei muri... |
| sent on April 21, 2020 (19:40) | This comment has been automatically translated (show/hide original)
Great reading Sballone, thank you. Gran bella lettura Sballone, ti ringrazio. |
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