shouting loud thunder Crowd
curves of stars on the country in celebration.
Church prepares to party as tables cunzato
den and the three saints who float in the air while the crowd
.
A slight breeze blows through the town
and the sun bathes the streets bright and waterfalls
scaldanole vaneddi.
The band plays marches and freedom, and time passes slowly
ring bells and dreams.
I do not care if one day someone threw away
ground the three Saints
drunk with wine and weariness
happens to those who get drunk Places
so close to Paradise.
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