'level - wonderful poetry of Antonio de Curtis Every year, November 2, it is custom
go to the cemetery for the dead. Everyone should do this present
ago 'Chesta crianza;
each adda tene this thought.
Ogn'anno exactly on this day,
of this sad and unhappy,
I go there too, and adorned with flowers
the grave stone 'and zi' Vicenza
m'è year ' capitata 'n'avventura ...
after having completed the sad tribute
(Madonna), there is Penzo, that fear!
but little 'facets anemia' and curaggio.
'O is made following, listen to me:
approaching ll'ora d' 'closing: I
, volume tome, I was leaving
throwing a look at some graves.
"Here sleeps in peace
LORD OF THE NOBLE MARQUIS Rovigo and Belluno
brave hero of a thousand enterprises
DIED May 11, '31."
'Logo with' a Curona 'ncoppa all ...
... under 'cross made' and bulbs;
three clubs' roses with 'national list' and mourning
Candles, candles and six candles.
Very Next 'a grave' this lord
nce Steva n'ata piccerella
tomb was abandoned without a flower;
pe 'sign, just' na Crucell.
ncoppa E 'as soon as you cross ligga:
"GENNARO ESPOSITO garbage collectors."
, looking at me was ppena
study muorto without even luminous nu!
This is the life! 'NCAP Penzano me ...
much and those who had not had anything! Stu
poor man expecting about
also was at the other munno beggar?
While daydreaming students penziero,
ggià had done almost mezanotte, and
'rummanette' closed prisoner,
muorto 'and fear ... nnanze 'candles.
Everything 'nu Suddenly what' in the distance?
Two shadows coming 'on my part ...
Penzaje; study done mme seems strange to me ... Stong
Sceta ... sleep, or is it fantasy?
Ate that 'imagination was' or Marquess:
c' 'o Tubb,' candy-c '' or cloak;
chill'ato appriesso 'to hoist a bad thing:
all stinking and cu' na broom Mman .
and chill certainly don Gennaro ...
'or muorto puveriello ... 'Or scupatore.
'Int' to study whether the 'nun ce Veco clear
so' and if muorto retireno to chest'ora?
Putevano is 'to me almost' nu palm
when 'or if fermaje Marquis' and bang, and
s'avota, Volume Volume ... calmly,
dicette Don Gennaro: "Young man!
I want to know from you, vile bastard, how dare
and how dare you
to bury you, to my shame,
next to me as a noble?!
The caste and caste and it should be, respected,
but you lost the sense and moderation;
your corpse had to be, interred;
but buried in the trash!
I can not suffer your stinky. It
of end, then, you're a ditch
among your peers, among your people. "
" Mr. Marquis, nun is my fault,
i 'nun v'avesse chistu tuorto fact, my wife
b was a ffa ' fessaria is, the
'What could make' if I was dead '?
It was live I spelled cuntento,
seize 'a casciulella cu' and qquatt'osse,
proper mo, obbj '... 'Nd'a study mumento
mme it dint trasesse n'ata to grave. "
" And what are you waiting, filthy macro
that 1'ira 1'eccedenza my reach?
If I had not been a titled
gih I get angry! "
" Famne see ... take this violence ...
'In truth, Marché', mme so 'Scuccato
' and you feel it and you lose 'to patience, forget about
mme so' and I know muorto 'blows! ...
But who Crida to be ... ddio nu?
Cca DINT, 'you really want understand, the same? ...
... Dead 'and you dead I' am;
comme everyone to 'and this is n'ato qquale. "
" filthy pig! ... How dare you compare yourself to me
native who once had
illustrious nobles and perfect
that rivals Royal Princes? "
" You here 'Christmas ... Pasca and Ppifania!
T '' really want 'to put' NCAP ... 'Int' 'a brain that
staje still sick' and fantasy? ...
'A Death' or ssaje ched'e ".... and a level.
'Nu rre,' nu maggistrato, 'nu grand'ommo,
trasenno study did canciello' 'or the point which has the
perzo all 'to life and well' or you Nomme
nun t'he chistu cunto done yet?
So, listen to ssenti ... nun is' 'or remainder,
suppuorteme close - that you' MOUNT?
Sti ppagliacciate 'and ffanno Sulo' and lives:
nuje simmo series ... belong to death! "Toto