
Let’s lift up the straw
and look at the snow
and write some letters
let’s wait for orders.
We’ll smoke our pipe
and dreams of love
the gabions are there
let’s gaze at the rose.
The fountain has not dried up
any more than the straw’s gold has faded
let’s look at the bee
but we’ll not dream of the future.
Let’s stare at our hands
for they are the snow
the rose and the bee
as well as the future.
Solleviamo la paglia
guardiamo la neve
scriviamo lettere
aspettiamo ordini
fumiamo la pipa
pensando all’amore
i gabbiani son lì
guardiamo la rosa
la fonte non s’è inaridita
né la paglia d’oro è sbiadita
guardiamo l’ape
e non pensiamo al domani
guardiamoci le mani
che sono la neve
sono l’ape e la rosa
nonché il domani.
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