High on a balcony <br />overhanging Amalfi <br /> <br />we live & love <br />the summer away. <br /> <br />Poems creep <br />into books <br /> <br />paintings invade <br />pages. <br /> <br />I serenading you <br />with the only other Italian I know <br />an old nursery rhyme <br />which I, not knowing <br /> <br />the tune <br />sing to either <br /> <br />Santa Lucia <br />or <br />O Sole Mio. <br /> <br />“Farfallina...bella Bianca. <br />(Beautiful white butterfly) <br /> <br />Vola! Vola...mai si stanca. <br />(Flying...flying...without rest) <br /> <br />Gira qua...Gira la! <br />(Turning here...turning there) <br /> <br />Poi si resta sul balcon. <br />(then resting on the balcony) .<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cucchiaio-cucchianio-spoon-little-spoon/
