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La Bicicletta

La bicicletta

Sale e scende dalle colline

E non  si stanca mai

Parte  prima dei contadini

E ritorna dopo sera

Si bagna sotto la pioggia

Ma ritorna a pedalare

Porta  il timore

Ma anche l’amore


Sembra rotta

Ma ritorna a girare


Sembra vecchia

Ma sopporta

Il peso di mio padre

Anzi mi prende

E mi fa’ volare

Compagna inseparabile

Nel vuoto del tempo

It goes up and down the hills

And  never gets tired

Leaves before  the farmers

And returns after the night

It gets wet in the rain

But  goes back to pedaling

Brings fear

But also tenderness


Looks broken

But starts spinning again


Looks old

But bears

My father’s weight

It gets me

To fly

Inseparable companion

In timeless void

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