Al mare / To the sea
words: me
soundtrack: I’ll read you a story by Colleen
“Mi prese per mano e disse, andiamo al mare. Andiamo al mare, risposi.
Sedemmo in silenzio sulla sabbia, occhi al mare, e il mare, nella notte senza vento, non smetteva di raccontarci le sue onde.
Silenzio dopo silenzio, le stelle ad una ad una si accesero e la brezza dal mare iniziò ad accarezzare i capelli con notizie di pescherecci e fari lontani e, silenzio dopo silenzio, finalmente i nostri pensieri smisero di tintinnare. E i nostri pensieri smisero di tintinnare.”
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“He took my hand and said, let’s go to the sea. Let’s go to the sea, I said.
We sat in silence on the sand, eyes to the sea, and the sea, in the windless night, didn’t stop to tell its waves.
Silence after silence, stars lit up one by one and the breeze from the sea started to caress our hair with news from fishing boats and far away lighthouses and, silence after silence, finally our thoughts stopped to tinkle. And finally our thoughts stopped to tinkle.”
anybody dares to read the english one? 
PS. maybe i shouldnt use this song but i wrote this piece just on that. it’s not for lucrative aims, it’s ‘deteriored’ [i speak on it] and it’s just a piece, less than’ 50% of the whole song. obviously if i have to, i’ll take it off, just ask.
this is my reading of the poem “Genova non è” by Anna Castagnoli.
