Galline (Hens) by Giovanni Pascoli, from the collection "Myricae" (1891)

Hens

When is time for the leaves to fall, the housewife's

old heart does not ache, unlike us wretched ones:

for with lively chickens is full her farmyard;

and thick in the morning quiet

one hears the calls of the useful hens:

packed is the barnyard; sings the wine in the vat.

Around her, in the evening, sing a song

the rosy girls with pensive eyes,

as they unleaf the corn,

and romp the rascals on the rattling leaves.

"The Poems of Giovanni Pascoli: Translated in English, with Original Italian Text," published by LiteraryJoint Press (2017). Also available as Amazon ebook (Free on Kindle Unlimited!)  and on Kobo.

 Galline

Al cader delle foglie, alla massaia

non piange il vecchio cor, come a noi grami:

che d’arguti galletti ha piena l’aia;

e spessi nella pace del mattino

delle utili galline ode i richiami:

zeppo il granaio; il vin canta nel tino.

Cantano a sera intorno a lei stornelli

le fiorenti ragazze occhi pensosi,

mentre il granturco sfogliano, e i monelli

ruzzano nei cartocci strepitosi.

From the collection “Myricae” (1891-1900)

"The Poems of Giovanni Pascoli: Translated in English, with Original Italian Text," published by LiteraryJoint Press (2017). Also available as Amazon ebook (Free on Kindle Unlimited!)  and also on Kobo.