Hatred and envy for the opponents snack through the ways of Siena, <br />The sun slashes with a sabre among the red bricks that keep the dark. <br />A roll of drums breaks the silence while the blue wavy banners flap, <br />Under the balcony where Onelia breathes in deeply. <br />Yoonoos roams the contrada of the Wave. The tumult is in the place. <br />The multicoloured jockeys ride bareback on the medieval tuff, <br />In the crowd Lesbia clasps her hair into ponytail. <br />'My father and of the ones who ever used sweet and pretty love lines'. <br />* <br />The 2nd of July Siena competes in the 'palio' of Our Lady of Provenzano. <br />The quotation reports the Dante's words about the master of Sweet New Style Guido Guinizzelli.<br /><br />Paolo Giuseppe Mazzarello<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/palio/
