Love, youth, joyful words,
what shines on you? What shrivels you up?
A smell as dried shit is still lingering in the air
along the sun-filled hedges.
(Transl. by D. Foglia)
Amore, gioventù, liete parole,
cosa splende su voi e vi dissecca?
Resta un odore come merda secca
lungo le siepi cariche di sole.
This is a personal translation. Please contact me if you know another English translation.
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