Signature of Giovanni Pascoli, December 31, 1855 – April 6, 1912), Italian poet and classical scholar. |
The Snow
Slowly the snow falls, falls, falls,
listen: a basket rocks slowly, slowly.
A child cries, his small finger in his mouth,
an old lady sings, her chin resting on her hand.
The old lady sings: around your small bed
are roses and lilies, an entire pretty garden.
In the pretty garden the child falls asleep.
The snow falls slowly, slowly, slowly.
by Giovanni Pascoli, from the collection Myricae (1891)
La Neve
Lenta la neve, fiocca, fiocca, fiocca,
senti: una zana dondola pian piano.
Un bimbo piange, il piccol dito in bocca,
canta una vecchia, il mento sulla mano,
La vecchia canta: Intorno al tuo lettino
c'è rose e gigli, tutto un bel giardino.
Nel bel giardino il bimbo s'addormenta.
La neve fiocca lenta, lenta, lenta.
by Giovanni Pascoli, from the collection Myricae (1891)
So beautiful!
ReplyDeleteMamma Silvana (Born in Rome Italy) LOVED to recite this poem to us little kiddies, in Italian of course. Nonna Lucia loved this poem as well.
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