A Selection

a Monteriggioni

l'alte torri
in tondo si dan la mano,
la fiaba si rid�
e noi quel giorno
ancora ne fummo
prigionieri,
ma era ritrovarci.

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in Monteriggioni

the high medieval towers
that surround the city
hand in hand,
the tale begins again
and we were
that day
still prisoners in it.
But it was to discover ourselves
together
again.

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