Triste ninna nanna
Nulla importa o cara, nulla.
Era cattivo. E nessun amore lo trattiene.
Allegra, sorridi quando io sorrido
mentre coglie il vento selvaggio.
Son queste lacrime? Sù cara, canta con me
mentre egli vagola nel peccato.
Qui non delira più nella pazzia,
non ci bacia più.
Egli non può tornare quando sboccia la serenella]
ho chiuso la porta alla neve;
canta come canto io cara,
se piangiamo non lo saprà
(Trad, di E. Bonventre)
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