This love (J. Prévert)
This love So violent So fragile
So tender So hopeless This love
beautiful as the day is bad as the time when the weather is bad
This love so This
true love so beautiful
So happy So joyous And so mocking
trembling with fear as a child in the dark And so sure of himself
As a quiet man in the middle of the night
This love that frightened them the others Which
What did speak
made them turn pale
This
Why we love spying spiavamo
Persecuted killed wounded walked denied
Because we forgot we killed persecuted wounded walked denied forgotten
This love Uncut
still so alive And all
sunny
E 'And your
' My
E 'was that it was always something new
This
E that has never changed as a plant
Vera
trembling like a bird
Warm and alive as the summer
We can both go and return
We can remember back to sleep and then wake
suffer aging
still asleep Dreaming Waking the dead
smile and laugh and rejuvenate
Our love is there
stubborn as a donkey as the desire to live
Cruel as memory
Fool regrets
as soft as the memory
Cold as beautiful as the marble
Fragile as a child day
He looks at us smiling
It speaks without saying anything
trembling And I listen
And
cry Cry for you Cry for me
I beg for you to me for all those who love you are loved and
Yes I will cry for you for me and everyone else I do not know
Stop where you are
Where have you been other times
Stop Do not move Do not go
We who loved
We will not forget you have forgotten
We did not have that you do not leave us on earth
become icy
Although far more
And no matter where
Give us a sign of life
Much later at the edge of a wood in the forest
memory
Arise immediately
tensioner hand
E salvaci.
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