21 settembre 2005

THE LAST SUMMER DAY

Non so se ci avete fatto caso, ma oggi, anche per quest'anno, è finita l'estate.
Durante la cernita del materiale da utilizzare per il sito, ho trovato delle considerazioni fatte lo scorso anno e che -non so perché- erano rimaste scritte a mano, sotto forma di appunti.
Ho quindi provveduto a metterla in bella copia (come si diceva una volta).
A rileggerla, mi sa che non è poi cambiato molto durante questi 365 giorni, anzi.
Le bombe continuano ad esplodere, il potente grande padre bianco continua a sogghignare dicendo che vincerà, e noi siamo ancora qui a parlarne. Ma ... la marea è ancora alta!

THE LAST SUMMER DAY

Well I thought a lot today /on this sad last summer day / as I was watchin’ more and more / like the waves rolled on the shore. // There’s nobody all around, / the backwash is the only sound, / the blue sea my only sight, // ev’rything is still and quiet. / Oh, my tongue just can’t tell / how this seascape gets me well, / I'm in the pearl of the Purple Coast, / there’s no place I care for most. / I find a seashell in the sand, / hidden down near where I stand: / it seems so safe, its shield so thick / but in the waves it gets so weak. / So I look at the sunset line, / where the last sunbeams shine / but what’s up to the other side, / beyond that sea, so deep and wide? // Oh, strange noises reach my ears, / terror weapons rise our fears, / exploding bombs in Middle East, / it ain't a firework, there’s no feast. // Kids were happy with their folks / but their dreams –just like the stalks, / of the flowers they took to school- / Have been broken by some fool. / The powerful man says ''We’ll win!'' / he says that with a strange grin, / ‘cause with clenched teeth he speaks / yes, he really gave the creeps. // Ev’rything just seems the same / but I don’t know who to blame: / here my life still goes ahead / I don’t know why, I feel so bad. // I’m like the pearl inside that shell, / I only hope it’s for a spell, / I have no shelter where to hide, / I can only face the risin’ tide.
In memory of the kids dead in Beslan
21/09/2004

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Anonimo ha detto...

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