Tuesday, October 14, 2008

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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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