in my city ... with love ....
Palermo .. we do not try to make me feel guilty .. I could not
mica .. like any teenager I dreamed to leave immediately after graduation .. when it is triggered in me the love for my city ...
the desire to want to do much for your growth, the desire of wanting to achieve and give my contribution to a better Palermo, Palermo, a lawyer, to a Palermo who works for his ransom ..
I suffered from seeing my dearest friends with the lore cardboard suitcases and dreams ..
then I enjoyed seeing them happy and satisfied with their work .. of their new life ..
front of the joy I have defended to the end believing that there could have been even happier ..
They had the sun and the sea .. would pay a lower rent .. would eat a piece of hook at the end of the evening ...
I've always loved in your contradictions .. I like to observe the your fabulous architecture with the nose and eyes as a tourist .. I love watching the neighborhood a little more colorful and degraded immediately behind the noble palaces .. I love your local markets, their colors, their perfumes, the abbanniare ...
I love even the loud music of the guys in a white and blue lights ..
And it's good enough that it plays more music here in Campania Neapolitan .. Palermo at the end because I like you so ..
I love Sunday lunches .. outputs every night .. our friendliness and hospitality .. our joyous mood ever .. arancini, panelle and cazzilli, bread ca meusa married or not ....
But then I wonder .. what else you gave me? I put all the effort .. I have dealt with social and consumer rights denied until I saw my own rights as a worker .. I am interested in the administrative and political life until I saw the mayor of Palermo unable to vote 2 times and then blow the whistle in the only moment in which they had no right .. while on the chariot of Santuzza shouted to his city "Viva Viva Palermo and Santa Rosalia ...
Even that seems to make more sense for you .. U fistinu now increasingly "babbaluci and fireworks
We talk about the mediocrity of your men? 35 year-old babies not yet weaned, that will never go away from home until the evening there will be waiting with their mothers to the table prepared and peeled fruit ... and always see them wasted in spite of the increase of the bacon .. and are always ready to be silent and ironing shirts while they eat, watching the game at full volume and did not even deign to ask "how are you?" ....
But what you can deliver your mentality rooted in Palermo? These should be our business? These voters are unfortunately ... unfortunately these are neighbors, friends, colleagues ... Palermo
No I will not feel guilty if one day I'll take that train ...
I am a communicator and you want to teach me the value dell'omertà ..
I do not feel guilty Palermo .. because I loved you even if I did not like ... I tried to change but Whether you're the one to change me ..
I will not regret ... but I ask you a gift ..
If I had to go .. that day ... give me a bit of rain .. so I do not cry alone ...
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